my OCD and hypocondria has taken over :/ i cant enjoy the things i like to do anymore or have no interest in anything

I’m tired of all my constant appointments. I have about 2 a week for my mental health, braces, school, etc. It’s been like this for the past 5 years.

I’ve been struggling with anxiety and separation anxiety for years. I’ve come such a long way within the last year; I can now stay home alone. I’m now open about having anxiety and I don’t care who knows. I have an appointment with a councillor in a few days but I’m anxious about it. I’m taking this big step for myself but I’m not sure if I should be worrying about how it’s affecting my family and friends.

I’m into my second semester of collage and I have to write a supplementary exam and I’m really stressed about it. This is one of my major courses too. If I fail this sub I don’t think I want to continue with course but I’m afraid my parents are going to be mad/ dissiponted.

My mom will find out I do drugs! I can’t let that happen..

People keep saying “friends”… Some people don’t have friends.

I need therapy, how do I ask my parents?

My depression.

People who I thought were my friends left me when they found out I cut. I was left to fight this battle alone. I’ve made 2 new friends who I love so much sense then but I’m afraid I’ll mess something up and loses them to:(

I worry that my girlfriend of 2 years is letting drugs control her life and quickly becoming a different person

Im Worried that, i will lose the only one i care about.

I feel like I’m not strong enough to live anymore but I feel like I’m not strong enough to kill me.

I’m worried that my friends are turning into bad people and soon I’m going to end up hurt.

I worry, that all of us who have worries, big and small will never relize how we are helping each other by admitting our worries. I just read ALL of the worries, and it helped me. Now I truely relize that when people say that they have worries too, they really do. Everyone of us does, and those who appear not to, do. they are just so worried that what they fear, what they worry about is not a normal thing to fear or worry or people will judge them because of it. I have gond through a lot. And I know for a fact everyone else has to! We are not all worrieing about the same thing but some of us are. Everyone’s situation is different. But some are similar, and I truly think that if we can look at the worry jar, as a place where we everyone putting out their worries and saying they can’t deal with it. Well they don’t say the first step to fixing a situation is saying there is one for nothing! I worry we don’t all relize this. I didn’t.

I worry that I’ll never be able to get over my old group of friends who I forced myself to walk away from because they didn’t treat me with the love and respect I gave them, and it’ll be a huge weight I’ll have to carry on my shoulders forever

I worry about the worries. I worry about the people who worry about the worries. Please people only worry about the things you can change.

I’m afraid my parents won’t understand just how depressed and stressed I am. I don’t want them to get mad

Sometimes it’s so hard to “like” these worries, when they’re so sad. If you get a like on your worry, it isn’t about someone being happy that you’re sad. It’s someone saying “I understand”. You’re never alone. Share your worries here and you’ll never know who might be feeling the same way.

I worry that my life will never regain its once positive nature. After I was traumatized immensely I could no longer describe how I felt because I was so unsure. Now I know my feeling and it’s empty. I can’t feel anything because I’m empty. I worry that I will always feel empty and that my negativity will influence the people I care about.

I left deviantart a few months ago and someone was impersonating me and messaging all my friends and making them mad at “me”. One of my good friends was messaged by this person and my friend said she hated me, and basically that our entire friendship was a lie through her/his quite perfect teeth. I wish I could apologize and I did last night and told her the story, but she/he doesn’t believe me.