I’m worried that everyone else I get close too will turn on me again.

My friend recently has tryed to kill herself and she hasn’t been in school. I worried that maybe she did!

No one ever cares about me like I do for them, or puts in the same effort as I do.

I’ve been with my boyfriend for 2 years and I’m dealing with anxiety and depression sometimes he doesn’t understand when I have panic attacks or need support.. And gets upset with me. I’m afraid I’m not good enough for him and my mental illness defines me.

I have depression and social anxiety. My two best friends are depressed. I’m not alone and i know that but i feel like i am. I’m trapped inside my head and i cant get out. i haven’t told anyone that I’m depressed or that i self harm or used to. i want to cut all the time and its gotten really bad. i have no one to talk too and i don’t know how to get help. I’m trying this but i don’t know anymore i just want to die and I’m only thirteen for gods sake. someone help…

My anti-depressants haven’t been working, but i don’t think I need them cause I’m not sad, I’m just numb

I want help but mom says it’s silly

I wanna talk about my dad and my family but what if the person I’m talking to decided it’s an unsafe enviroment? Would I get taken away? I don’t want that to happen. I love my family, we just need some work. My dad specifically.

I am worried about how fat and ugly I am

Worry

Embarrassing myself in front of the boy I like.

I’m afraid that I will be judged badly throughout my life because I don’t believe in god.

I am a weirdo

Will my mom freak if I tell her I’m bisexual

That I won’t recover

My grades aren’t good enough:( I’m afraid I won’t graduate

My sexuality is confusing me … I just want to figure it out already

my dad smokes. I’m worried that it is going to take his life

This past January I was told I was depressed, from a chemical imbalance in my brain. It didn’t start that way there is a whole story how it has gotten to this point. but I don’t know how to explain to make things sound simple, but the thing is depression is not simple and I can’t explain to others to make them understand. Some days are harder than others and I miss a lot of school sometimes and I don’t know what to tell my friends so I just say I’m sick, they think I fake because I come to school fine the next day. It’s hard hiding apart of you from the rest of the world.

I’m scared people are lying about me being a good singer