I have no idea what I am. I assumed I was straight for a while, but then I was thinking asexual. I kind of want to cross dress, but I’m not transsexual. And I’m confused because I don’t think I’m asexual anymore, because I still like guys, but the thought of dating a girl makes me happier than thinking of a guy doing the same things with me.

I’m worried that no one wants me here..:(

the only thing i’ve learned from my mom is how not to treat my kids when i have them

My anxiety will stop me from doing the things I want to do.

I hallucinate and I am not sure whether or not my parents would believe me if I told them. I am scared to tell them, I am afraid of reaction

I just got out of a relationship. Even though I can’t call him mine. When he isn’t even mine, it still hurts to see him with someone else. Do you feel me…

I’m worried that I will fail all of my final exams and have to repeat the 11 grade or worse… I may have to go back for level 4 🙁 I don’t want to disappoint my parents…

I’m a pansexual trans boy and am far from out of the closet. Since I have short hair, whenever it’s flat down on my head without any volume ( the way I like it), my mom always tells me to do something with it ’cause she “won’t let me leave the house looking like a boy”. I always hope she means it like it’s a good thing, but I know she doesn’t. I know I won’t be able to come out properly till I move out on my own, but it’s starting to really hurt. She is after having a conversation wih me about how i’m a girl, not a boy. And the fact that my friends are leaving me out when the “squad” hangs out ( I mean EVERY time) is not helping. I don’t know how much longer I’m going to be able to handle all this.

I’m afraid of losing her

i feel like everyone would be better off with me dead

I would rather play with kids then people my own age, I still like toys

I know I am going to relapse soon and I’m afraid the longer I wait, the worse it will be.

I no longer have the energy to be me and people always point out that I’ve changed.. I don’t know what to do anymore!

That high school is killing my creativity.

Most people I know are aware I cut but they don’t know what I use and I’m scared someone will find my blades

There are these people at my school and one of them are a pretty mean bully They purposely do things and make it look like an accident

I feel like everything that’s ever happened to me is all my fault and I could have prevented it all by being different than I am

I’m worried that one day my anxiety and panic is going to become too much for my boyfriend to handle and he’s going to leave me.

It was a hard day at school, I knew it was coming when I smelt the alcohol, and the next thing I heard was “17 years and you’re still a joke”

Everything’s changing and I’m not quite sure I like it.