I’ve only kept a diary once, and that was during a transitional period in my life so I guess I needed it.
I’ve started this one because of a book, and a dream, and my psychiatrist. She’s a nice lady, but I’m not sure she knows quite what to do with me.
If you read this, don’t expect it to be the wonderful story of a courageous teen taking on the world, it’s not, I’m nasty and flawed. I don’t like people and sometimes I wish for things I shouldn’t.
But I can try, I can share myself with you and let things out I could never say otherwise.
There’s a fly buzzing at the dim glow of my phone screen, go away fly.
Well anyway, I’m Anna, welcome to my head.