June 15, 2001

_Dear Diary,_

_I’m writing this because I was told it would help. I just found out my boyfriend of two years has been sleeping with my best friend. It’s a little hard to breathe now that the two people closest to me I can no longer trust. I’ve been walking in a stupor ever since, and the only thing I can feel is pain. But it won’t last forever, right?_

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July 24, 2008

_Dear Diary,_

_I haven’t written in a while, it the last seven years have been a lot. My mom died in a car crash, and my dad committed suicide a few months later. It’s been hard. I couldn’t go to college because we didn’t have the money. It’s hard to even feel the pain anymore. _

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November 30, 2008

_Dear Diary, _

_Today my sister committed suicide in prison. She had been arrested for child murder, and couldn’t take it in prison. I couldn’t cry at her funeral. I stared dully at the lifeless form of the last family member I had had. Life is numb to me. There is no meaning left. I would follow my family, but I don’t care enough to kill myself. So I just fall asleep every night, wondering unconcerned if I’ll wake up. _