"Without fail! Every time I leave my house, it's as if I've given up my every right to be left alone or treated with respect... Like I'm the way I am because I want the incessant gawking of strangers!"
- Johnny the Homicidal Maniac
My name is Yvanna and I'm sixteen years old.
I live in New Jersey but I wish I could live in New York City. i always find myself dreaming of running away to the city, and I hope to actually go through with it in a few years. I want to travel the world and go backpacking through Europe. I want to know what it's like somewhere else, everywhere else. I want an adventure. I want to fall in love and fall out of love. I want to run and jump and play. But most importantly, I want to be free. I want to laugh, and smile, and cry tears of joy. I want a rough life that will make me happy.
I suffer from severe depression and I have D.I.D. (Dissociative Identity Disorder) I only manage to get out of bed in the morning because of my alters. I'm constantly thinking of killing myself, thinking that the world would benefit from my death but I'm over thinking my existence because I mean absolutely nothing. Without me, the world moves on without a blink.
My head's not right but I'm going to fix it, I promise.