I worry that my issues arent nearly as important as everyone else’s and that i’m just being selfish
I’m worried I’ll be like this forever
I’m worried I’ll never figure out what’s going on in my head
i miss my therapist and i am no longer able to see her as i have aged out. i have so much building up and i just need to talk to someone that won’t judge and will offer me support and help but i cant afford to get a therapist
I’m scared to lose everybody I care about simply because they find out I’m gay. I have one adult I confide in and I can’t help but wonder if she’s the only person I’ll always have
I am worried, if I stop talking they will forget about me, and abandon me. So I talk and talk, despite how annoying I get, and how mad everyone gets. Because if I stop, I worry I’ll fade to nothing.
I’m afraid that I’ll be left behind and that I’ll never not feel empty
i’m worried that my friends don’t care about me
what worries me is being judged. I feel like no matter what I say if do someone always has to mock me, tease me or pick at me. they think it’s alright I guess I kinda play it off as cool. but it really bothers me and sometimes I wonder why I’m even friends with them.
I want to be straight, not Bi!
I worry about my weight like there’s no tomorrow. I try and try to work it off but I never see any progress. I feel like just giving up eating would make everything so much better.
Being an inteovert in an xerovert world….
My friends leave me out of everything … I really need friends who care
That my best friend won’t be my best friend if they see my scars
I worry that everyone hates me even when they say they don’t.
I worry about how this sexual assault case is going to go. Only at the beginning now! So much talking to professionals and police and as nice as they are I feel sick.
I know I need help, but I’m too shy to ask
I’m bisexual and my BESTFRIEND won’t hug me or call me “bb” or treat me like the rest of her friends but she doesn’t judge me but it hurts so much to be treated different and the one I love the most, treats me different. All my life I’ve been treated less than and all I do is try my best. Most of the time I feel like I don’t belong here. I have depression and all I want is to be happy and be like the rest of my friends
I worry that my mom won’t let me get medication for my depression and it’ll get worse and worse.
my parents are so over protective and controlling. they try to control my life. and yeah I now they’re parents they have the right. but I’m 14 years old. I should be able to some things freely. I can’t even give my man a gift without getting questioned. seriously and all they do is yell at me and tell me how lazy and disrespectful I am. I’m so sick of it. I can’t wait to move out.