My Diary Of Depression Mom chose to have four kids. When she can’t take care of us emotionally or
physically, we are the ones who suffer for her decision of having all of us. She
should’ve just not had me. I’d be better off dead. Better off in heaven, where there
is no sin or pain. Why can’t I just be dead? Everything would be better. For
everyone, I could actually get love and attention, and I wouldn’t just be another
person. Nobody cares. Except Claire. She cares. I matter to her. Claire, Lauren,
Taylor, Tye, Grammy and Papaw, Jeannie, Corey, Jack, Zane, Haiden, and the
Greenlaws. That’s why I live. That’s why I’m not dead yet. Because if I was, their
lives would be ruined forever. I couldn’t do that to them. So I have to live. For them.
I just wish they could see. I just wish they could understand. But they don’t.
No one does. Everyone thinks of me as a happy, positive little girl with the perfect
life. But I don’t. I hardly get attention. I’m just there for the chores. Just there. A
burden.

a. In your own words, describe the writer of the diary.
b. Describe the emotion exhibited by the writer.
c. What stimulated the writer to feel and act that way?
d. How do you feel for the writer?
e. What makes you fee that way? Why?
f. If you are the writer, how will you improve your emotion?