I’m worried that I will be feeling this depressed and even more depressed when life moves on. I don’t wanna feel this way anymore I just wanna let myself go.

I’m worried about not getting medication so I would be able to work this summer. Also worried about the side effects if I get the medication.

My family don’t care about me and I am not living with my mom and I am not even talking to her and I am scared because I I know I have to soon

I worry too much and I’m so paranoid I always think people are watching me and judging me. I feel so unwanted

I always feel like a burden on my family and friends. I look at myself as being the worst and most boring friend in a friend group and I always feel like a burden on my family, whether it be asking my parents to simply drive me somewhere (like once a month) or to drive me somewhere I absolutely must be, like a job interview. I feel guilty for asking my parents to do anything for me and I only ask them for something if I can’t get there myself, can’t afford it, etc. I wish they never had me

I am the moth. The light is my prison

This one girl in my class that won’t leave me alone. She’s not mean or anything, just really annoying and clingy and she just makes me kind of mad. I’m afraid one day I’ll just snap and yell at her. I don’t want to be mean but I don’t know how to tell her to please leave me alone. I don’t know if I can take her anymore!

I want to come out as bisexual to my dad, but I’m pretty sure he is homophobic. He makes these little homophobic comments all the time and says he doesn’t want any of his kids to be gay. I just want to come out knowing that my family will support me and love me.

My boyfriend messed up. He admits he messed up. He keeps apologizing and doing everything in his power to show me hes sorry, but i still dont know if we’ll ever be the same. I worry that we won’t be the same.

Fitting in.

I worry that I won’t get my licence.

I have a crush on a girl but I have a boyfriend

That I’ll never find something I value enough to hold on to my life. There are only so many times you can force yourself to go that “one more night”

That my mother won’t stop being two faced to me

People say I’m crazy and I wonder if I really am, sometimes I want to be because I don’t feel like my parents believe me

My father being an alcoholic, and I take out my anger at him by having sex with different people

My parents fight and I worry about our family happiness.

Knowing that I lost all my friends & all I have is my boyfriend & 1 friend

School and grades.

I’m worried about every single person who has posted on this with their thoughts I wish I could be there for you all