Ever since 9/11 I have been terrified to tell people that am I Muslim.

It’s not my fault that those dumb asses decided to attack the us.

Real Muslims would never kill people.

Yes, I like girls.

No I don't stare at every girl I see.

My mom knows and so does my dad.

I get bullied for being lesbian every day.

I wanna cry out for help.

But I'm scared, no one will hear me.

I have to go through each day with a schedule and a checklist.

If I don't meticulously control my days, I relapse into my depression.

When will I be able to just live my life again?
My bff and I 'chat' on the internet every night.

No matter what is happening in their lives.

4 days ago, she texted, " Isla, please reply, it was so scary."

I haven't heard from her since, and it might sound stupid , but I am so worried.
Today I looked back at all the goals I set myself to accomplish.

I kept telling myself that I will accomplish this no matter what for each one.

I haven't accomplished any of them yet and it's years later.

Could it be I set my hopes to high?

Or did I simply waste my life away on a computer?