My parents are the cause of my depression and self harm. I just can’t handle it anymore. They know that I have depression and anxiety and that a lot of it stems from home but they don’t do anything different. They seem to think I’ve gotten better. They think I’ve stopped cutting. I’ve just gotten better at hiding it.

I have so many friends but I feel so alone

I’m afraid that I might never get out of this cycle. The cycle of feeling good/okay for two days and then really/moderately bad for three or four.

I’m afraid when my only friend isn’t at school and I don’t know where I’ll sit or how to act. My social anxiety goes through the roof whenever this happens

My grandmother passed away back a few months ago. She was practically another mother to me and I grew up with her. I don’t know how to deal with my emotions, or how to stop worrying so much about her. I always wonder ” Is she safe? Or ” Is she okay?” And “Is she out of her pain?” I don’t know how to deal with the situation. Everyday it gets worse and worse.

Burning my birthday cake

I’m worried that I won’t be good enough for anyone, especially him. I want to feel pretty.

I am not accepted by my peers

That me and my girlfriend will keep falling apart and becoming more distant all because my parents can’t stand our relationship. She makes me happy. But she’s so busy and they purposely try to separate us. I miss spending time with her. I miss talking to her. She was the only person I could talk too and now I feel so alone.

My boyfriend will find someone better than me

This too shall pass!

Everything just makes me more upset

I worry that everything I do is wrong and when I do something right nobody realizes it

I’m just scared I will have a panic attack anywhere for no reason

Wonce i graduat i will forever be alone

My best friend has this girl that has his eye on. I told him to go after her and he did and I think she likes him too but lately he’s been really distant with me and I know I shouldn’t be jealous but I can’t lose him. He’s one of the only bit of happiness I have in life and he barely even talks to me anymore. I have no point in living if we stop being friends

I worry that my parents will never understand how depressed I really feel

That my depression and anxiety will get in the way of what I really want in life.

I’m worried that I won’t be the person I am anymore. The past few days have been rough. I just don’t feel like myself.

I sicken myself. I’m repulsed by my appearance, and I really just want to like myself.. Even a little.