I am worried that with all the people complaining to you, with (EG) “omg so ands smith said that I looked like I changed my weight by one pound like oh my god” while real people are dealing with physical bullying, and have it far worse, (even though everyone complains about something important to them) than the people that complain for the sake of it. I can relate to the fact of bullying!!

That no guy will ever love me

Okay , so I’ve always been a little chubby I know that but recently with the stress of school and trying to moniter my every move so that I’ll fit in with the people I like, the pressure is getting to me and I turn to one thing that makes it Better , food. Yea I know this sounds extremely pathetic but it’s like a drug and I can’t break free. My desire to be thin and to be fit is very strong but by need to indulge in little pieces of happiness gets to me every time. It starts out with stress and then I turn to the food which then Inturn makes me happy for a short period of time, but after I feel so gross and I know it’s not helping my problem and it’s making it worse and then I spiral down into a pit of worrys and horror. So as usually when I’m faced with these situation I indulge. This probably sounds crazy but it’s a vicious cycle that is impossible to get out of. I need to stop for my physical health and my mental health cause it’s affecting my brain so much to the point I don’t wanna leave my house with out wanting to just wear a garbage bag. But I can’t and I need help. This is an eating dissorder. No it’s not the way you would usually think of an eating disorder to be , but it is and I know I need help but I don’t know where to start.

That I’m loosing my best friend

I worry that I won’t survive long enough to graduate.

I left school early for the past couple of days and people are saying that things about me. I hadn’t shared what was going on with anyone at school yet people are saying I’m “faking depression” . The only thing that was visible was me scratching myself out of stress. Not Huge scratches or anything just scratching in the same little spot, and a scab would be there. My hands just looked a little rough, it makes me worry what other things people say behind my back.

I’ve been feeling really down lately, and I’m worried Im gonna do something I’ll regret.

I have anxiety. I’m taking baby steps. I’m finally trying to order my own food at restaurants… :/

I may seem happy in the halls of Holy Spirit but I’m not, I hurt more then anyone can believe and I’m ticking.. I smile a lot and I try to be optimistic but I can’t at all. I’m going to break, I’m going to embarrass myself. I can’t emotionally stay stable when my mind is so conflicted with me. Help.

For the past 2 and a half months, i’ve been lonely and i have absolutely no friends or anyone to talk too in school. I used to have friends, but i either push them away from me and i dont realize it or people pushing me away for silly and immature reasons. Im sick and tired of going to school all lonely and sad. I wish God could send me a friend. I dont know what to do anymore…

The fact that all I can do when I become a legal adult and move out is to become a wage slave to Capitalist old money pigs who hoard their wealth and have the audacity to say that OUR greed, of the people who toil to make it so, is hurting the economy as we ask for a raise of the minimum wage. I’m scared of the fact that white people are a minority (8% of global population), and yet it is only countries with these people as original inhabitants that need more black people and etc, etc. I feel like ‘Diversity’ is ruining Europe and that everything’s coming down around us as we speak.

I worry that I’m loosing respect from my parents and family and friends…

I worry about bad things. I can never think positive, I never think of good things.

I wish I did not have to listen to my parents argue every day and night

I overheard people in my school saying really bad things about my best friend, but I’m too scared to tell him about it.

My life sucks, I have too wear gloves and socks to bed because of the cracks on my fingers and toes . And it really doesn’t help that I don’t have much time left with my nana.

Me and my friend have nothing in common. She only ever talks about what she wants and she never stops complaining about everything. I never get to say what’s on my mind. And if I share my option she’ll just get made at me.

I always feel alone and never get the respect I deserve and give to my friend

I’m so sick and tired of being bullied and the bully gets away with it but when I do something I get it big time

When I’m in school with the more popular girls in my class, I feel so distant and different from them. I feel like I’m not accepted there and I’m never good enough for them. I can’t be myself in school because I’m afraid that they won’t like me.