I made my first Gaia when I was 13. I was a child, stupid and immature as I was I didnt see that I wasn't being safe while online. I made this journal public so that people of all ages, races, and genders can see something real. I am real. At least thats what I tell myself every morning. I hate to complain but it seems i'm just a child sometimes. Nothing goes my way so I lash out, I rebel and I hate myself for it. I often hate myself for my actions. Many people do, but I took it too far. Suicidal thoughts plagued my mind for a long time in my life. I felt a lack of purpose and I foolishly turned to Gaia. "Friends" were what I sought, but instead I found something else. I found slums, people with issues greater than mine. Why should I complain? These people have nothing, I thought and they deserve more. I felt life was a punishment from Mother to daughter, for forgetting the fact that no matter how bad you have it someone else has it ten times worse than you. So if you're reading this, then smile. Because your life is as blessed as can be when our Goddess looks upon thee. Smile, my friend for with every breath you take someone cries and dies, and bleeds, and suffers, but you live. So live with me, breathe with me, smile with me...