“How hard is it to just be nice?”

Actually, for me, it’s really hard. I know what I’m doing is wrong, but I don’t care. Bullying you makes me feel better about myself. When I call you ugly, I’m just jealous of your perfectly curly hair or your striking blue eyes. When I call you fat, I’m just envious that you’re well fed because I’m not. I call you poor, when, in reality, I steal the name brand clothes you see me wearing. I’m hurting inside. It’s to the point where I have to hurt you. You didn’t do anything wrong. It’s just… You’re beautiful and I feel ugly. You’re kind and I’m hateful. You’re strong, but I’m weak. What I’m doing is horrible, I know. I just don’t know how to express myself. I need a good friend. I need someone who will listen to how I’m feeling. I’m being misunderstood. I’m asking for help! I don’t want to bully you, I just want to feel okay. You could help my hate go away. You could change my life. I can’t do this alone…I need you.