Rose, I had such, such, downtimes when I was around your age, but please don\'t think I\'m trying to patronise you when I say that. Please read this it helped to change my life... I hope it helps you too:
Laugh, and the world laughs with you;
Weep and you weep alone,
For sad old earth must borrow it\'s mirth,
But has trouble enough of it\'s own.
Sing, and the hills will answer;
Sigh, and it\'s lost on the air,
The echoes are bound to a joyful sound,
But shrink from voicing care.
Rejoice, and men will seek you;
Grieve, and they will turn and go.
They want full measure of all your pleasure.
But they do not need your woe.
Be glad, and your friends are many;
Be sad and you lose them all.
There are none to decline your nectared wine,
But alone you must drink lifes gall.
Feast, and your halls are crowded;
Fast, and the world goes by.
Succeed and you give, and it helps you to live,
But no man can help you die.
There is room in the halls of pleasure for a large and Lordly train,
But one by one, we must all file on,
Through the narrow aisles of pain.
I hope when you read this you realise that you will never be alone... All you have to do is post...
We have a saying here in England, \'Keep your chin up\'...