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.

I worry about disappointing my parents they seem to never be happy with what I do and what makes me happy! This makes me upset

Are my good thoughts blurring with the bad ones to the point where I can’t even differentiate them anymore? Are the thoughts that I once thought to be good actually horribly self-destructive and I’ve been hurting myself this whole time? I don’t know. I honest to god don’t know anymore.

Sometimes i think about suicide and cutting and my boyfriend tells me to talk to him about it but when i do he just says you have a perfect life and itd be selfish if you killed yourself (i suffer from anxiety and depression) i dont know what to do

I haven’t had a good day in a month and a half i always tend to find something bad in the day to make my self feel worse, i have no motivation anymore to do anything but i’m too afraid of missing school.

I’m scared that if I make a worng move I’ll get bullied

My friends talking about me behind my back when I’m not around

Trying new things scare me.

I worry that it’s my fault that all my past ” friends ” turned out not to be my friends, but in fact the people that did and still tend to do, destroy me mentally and even sometimes physically. And worst of all I think I am lossing my friends that I have had for over a year! That’s the longest friendship yet. I worry its my fault.

That I will never be “normal”

Going to school with pimples on my face

That I’ll always feel like this

Being bullied in high school because I’m gay

I worry about worrying too much

My dad’s only nice to me when he wants something and I’m worried that’s how it’s always going to be.

I worry that my anxiety will get even worse and cause me to fail in the real world like not being able to get a job or get married due to my awkwardness and lack of communication skills.

I feel like noone ever says nice things to me.