America's POV:

Dear Diary,

All the other nations think I'm so obnoxious, so annoying. They dismiss my ideas at world meetings every. Single. Time. They make fun of me constantly, and even Canada, ​my twin brother, is starting to pick on me. He called me a fat ass, even though he knew about my anorexia in the past. So, I've stopped eating again. Big deal. It's not like anybody cares. I don't hate any of them though, not even Russia, but it seems like they all hate me. On top of it all, my depression is getting worse. I started cutting again a while back, just like I did during the Great Depression and after 9/11. More of the teens in my country have it, and it's affecting me. I still haven't told anyone yet. Not even England, and I don't plan to do so. Everything in my country is so wrong! All the shootings, the depression, the bullying, the illnesses, the stupid politics, abortion, racial inequality, child and animal abuse, sexual harassment...the list goes on. I know I'm going to start fading soon. I think I already am. I'm afraid, to be honest. Does it hurt? Will it take long? But these questions are pointless. When it happens, it happens. There's nothing I can do about it. But I will NOT tell anyone. I don't need everyone to think I'm weak along with everything else that's [beep] wrong with me. And I can't help but wonder...would any of them really, truly miss me if I faded? As I write this, with tears in my eyes, I can already answer that question. I know they won't. I would be an idiot if I thought any of them would. They all hate me.

Sincerely,

Alfred F. Jones (America)