Second is the psychotic depressed girl

I'm pretty sure at this point, this point is after over an hour of crying, that I'm psychotic. I feel like a second choice, probably because I am even though people don't realize that they're making me the second choice. I can't blame them though, I wouldn't want to hang out with me me as a first choice either. Who wants to be around the crazy emotional depressed girl? No one, that's who.