I’m the fat one out of my group of friends. I hate that they always look so good in everything they wear, and I just look like a fat blob. They’re really supportive and always tell me I’m not fat, and sometimes I believe them but then I look in the mirror. I am so self conscious of everything that I wear. I just feel like I’m not good enough. I’m really trying to lose weight, and then something goes wrong and I eat a lot. But then I feel so bad after eating, I think I might have an eating disorder.

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.

My religion making life harder when it’s supposed to do the opposite. I worry all the time whether I’m dissapointing or hurting God because of rough patch I’m going through.

I’m worried my friends aren’t really my friends. I’m paranoid it’s all some big joke and they actually hate me. I trusted them with so much I feel as if I’m annoying and the person everyone kinda tolerates to be around.

My parents saw my scars and told me to grow up out of it and stop being a baby. They don’t even know or care about what’s going on in my life.

I have a girlfriend right now, but I think I’m falling for another girl… I love my current girlfriend, like I really really care about her but I don’t know if I want to still be in a relationship with her or this other girl I’m falling for. I’m a lesbian by the way. See my girlfriend right now lives across the province from me and the girl I’m falling for is in my school. I just don’t like long distance relationships. What should I do? I’m totally lost and I dot know what to do.

I worry when the summer comes and I start wearing shorts people around me will notice the scars on my legs

I’m worried that I’ll never get back to myself again

This is for every one who Self harms If you use blades fill a container up with water and put your blades inside then please freeze it but if you can flush yor blades because you deserve better if you freeze your blades then next time you will have to wait until they unfreeze and while you wait just think about this you are amazing and perfect even if some people in the world can’t see that Sucidal Please don’t kill yourselves not today,not tomorrow, not in three weeks You where put on this planet for a reason and you can find someone to talk to Eating Disorder Please don’t ever worry about your weight Your still pretty/handsome I know sometimes it can be hard but just ignore the haters and find some one who cares not about your weight but about what is inside Depression I know it can be hard and you feel like you will never be happy again but you will please only use safe ways to be happy like talking or listening to music take a break and focus on how epic you are

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

I’m worried of what they’ll think

That I’ll never be able to face my fears….

I suffer from anxiety on a daily basis.. I’m only 13 years old and I think it’s so unfair to have to cancel plans with my friends and not go shopping with my mom just because of my anxiety, I’m only 13 and i can’t do the things a 13 year old should do. The hardest part of it all is school, I hate going to sleep because I know I have to go to school in the morning and be terrified the whole day, none of my friends truly know how ban it has gotten so there fore they can’t help. I make a trip to the guideness conculier once a week but that doesn’t really help 🙁 I feel like I’m trapped in a body that kills me mentally and I can’t do anything about it 🙁

I felt so excited when I received my pre acceptance letter for college! But neither of my parents show any interest in it, I feel like I’m not receiving any support from them and they keep putting worries into my head about how hard it’s gonna be. I feel as if I don’t know what I want anymore.

Basically my life consists of this big mystery illness. Constantly nauseous and vomiting, but no other signs of any kind of sickness. Some doctors wanna tell me it’s my anxiety and panic attacks, but some other doctors (like my psychiatrist) are completely against that idea, and are positive that is not it. I used to make myself puke to get rid of water weight, which was fine because I was in control, but not it’s completely out of my hands. In hospital every other day, ambulances, being admitted Abe never leaving with an answer to this mystery that has ruined my life so profoundly, but has also helped in a way. Last time I weighed myself is when I got admitted this week, it’s been several days since I’ve got to check again. I’m anxious. I don’t wanna eat and vomit, I don’t wanna eat and blow up and get even fatter because I haven’t been able to eat in so long while in hospital. My weight on the hospital scale was 61kg, that’s scares me. I want to get better but I don’t want to get fat, my mind and body are telling me two different things. When I’m extremely sick I find myself miserable, sometimes I’ll even pray to make it stop, I’m not religious but it gives me hope. But then when I feel better, I just find myself trying to find ways to keep loosing weight, nothing works as effectively as the puking so sometimes I even find myself wishing to get sick again. I know that sounds selfish and it’s not the hospital attention I want, I just wanna be thin. And beautiful. I just want skinny. Light as a feather, skinny as a rail. I want to BE skin and bones. And it’s tearing my life apart..

Lately I haven’t been eating as much as I should. I don’t eat breakfast, and I don’t eat snacks anymore. I can eat but one of the reasons that I’m not eating is because of my self body image. I haven’t been eating large portions and sometimes I fight the growling in my stomach and pretend it feels good to be hungry so that I can get through it. Today in class I was so hungry that I felt dizzy. Is this an eating disorder? And if so should I talk to someone about it? Please like this if you agree to my questions. It would help a lot.

Ever wonder why the Greek god Atlas was held with the burden of holding the world up alone? There are 2 stories about him, the first saying that he was punished to hold up the world, the second saying that he was given the responsibility to hold the world up. What if Atlas really represents all of us working together, and you get to choose if that’s a punishment or a responsibility! Well I’ll choose it as a responsibility and say that we will work together as one, but as one we are many

I am a disgrace. My parents are disappointed in me. I can’t do anything right. I messed up a lot.

I worry that everyone will know

I worry that everyone will know