I am fed up living this life. I am fed up dealing with shady people every day. I am fed up being tossed around like a rag doll by people who are supposed to love me. The only reason I haven't killed myself yet is because I am scared to leave my dog. I don't know what is wrong with me and why I cannot have the average emotions of soomeone my age. I've gotten to the point where I am putting together a plan to finally fly away.