I worry that my issues arent nearly as important as everyone else’s and that i’m just being selfish

I’m afraid that I’ll end up hurting myself for the first time in years now that I’m stuck in the house with my overbearing parents for who knows how long

I’m worried I’ll be like this forever

I’m worried I’ll never figure out what’s going on in my head

i feel like giving up

i miss my therapist and i am no longer able to see her as i have aged out. i have so much building up and i just need to talk to someone that won’t judge and will offer me support and help but i cant afford to get a therapist

I’m worried that no one will care about me, that I’ll fail in class, and if those two happened, I’d kill myself.

I am worried that I will keep cutting until I can’t come out of ‘shock’

I’m scared to lose everybody I care about simply because they find out I’m gay. I have one adult I confide in and I can’t help but wonder if she’s the only person I’ll always have

I am afraid that if i feel like people don’t care anymore then that i’m going to kill myself and how it will affect those people.

I am worried I’ll hurt myself

I am worried, if I stop talking they will forget about me, and abandon me. So I talk and talk, despite how annoying I get, and how mad everyone gets. Because if I stop, I worry I’ll fade to nothing.

I’m afraid that I’ll be left behind and that I’ll never not feel empty

i’m worried that my friends don’t care about me

Once my boyfriend leaves me. I’m going to start cutting again…..

What isn’t my worry? People tell me the only way to feel better is to step outside of my comfort zone when I don’t even have a comfort zone to begin with. I’m ALWAYS uncomfortable. I can’t even be around a group of 4 or more people without throwing up and I hate this so damn much. It is stopping me from living my life.

I am worried about my anxiety problems.. I’ve had really bad anxiety lately and had to go to the doctor and everything.. I blame everything on myself and then worry on how I’m always a huge fuckup:(

Me and my boyfriend of 2 years broke up last week, I’m trying to deal with it and when I ask him for help he won’t make any effort to see me.

I’m just a worthless prick, just like my dad said

I’m worried that my friends are plotting against me all the time. I don’t know who’s looking out for me honestly anymore.