My sexuality is confusing me … I just want to figure it out already

my dad smokes. I’m worried that it is going to take his life

This past January I was told I was depressed, from a chemical imbalance in my brain. It didn’t start that way there is a whole story how it has gotten to this point. but I don’t know how to explain to make things sound simple, but the thing is depression is not simple and I can’t explain to others to make them understand. Some days are harder than others and I miss a lot of school sometimes and I don’t know what to tell my friends so I just say I’m sick, they think I fake because I come to school fine the next day. It’s hard hiding apart of you from the rest of the world.

I’m scared people are lying about me being a good singer

I am worried that with all the people complaining to you, with (EG) “omg so ands smith said that I looked like I changed my weight by one pound like oh my god” while real people are dealing with physical bullying, and have it far worse, (even though everyone complains about something important to them) than the people that complain for the sake of it. I can relate to the fact of bullying!!

i worry im not good enough

I wish these migraines would just leave me alone…

I’m worried my boyfriend is cheating , he’s messaged his ex and flirted a lot he says he loves me but I don’t know. Makes me feel terrible.i have friends that don’t help, always on drugs or whatever I always feel lonely and I’m just back in school. I don’t speak with my parents cry often no one knows the struggle. I hope things get better soon.

I worry that I won’t survive long enough to graduate.

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.

I’ve been feeling really down lately, and I’m worried Im gonna do something I’ll regret.

I have anxiety. I’m taking baby steps. I’m finally trying to order my own food at restaurants… :/

I may seem happy in the halls of Holy Spirit but I’m not, I hurt more then anyone can believe and I’m ticking.. I smile a lot and I try to be optimistic but I can’t at all. I’m going to break, I’m going to embarrass myself. I can’t emotionally stay stable when my mind is so conflicted with me. Help.

For the past 2 and a half months, i’ve been lonely and i have absolutely no friends or anyone to talk too in school. I used to have friends, but i either push them away from me and i dont realize it or people pushing me away for silly and immature reasons. Im sick and tired of going to school all lonely and sad. I wish God could send me a friend. I dont know what to do anymore…

The fact that all I can do when I become a legal adult and move out is to become a wage slave to Capitalist old money pigs who hoard their wealth and have the audacity to say that OUR greed, of the people who toil to make it so, is hurting the economy as we ask for a raise of the minimum wage. I’m scared of the fact that white people are a minority (8% of global population), and yet it is only countries with these people as original inhabitants that need more black people and etc, etc. I feel like ‘Diversity’ is ruining Europe and that everything’s coming down around us as we speak.

I worry that I’m loosing respect from my parents and family and friends…

I worry about bad things. I can never think positive, I never think of good things.

I wish I did not have to listen to my parents argue every day and night

I overheard people in my school saying really bad things about my best friend, but I’m too scared to tell him about it.

My life sucks, I have too wear gloves and socks to bed because of the cracks on my fingers and toes . And it really doesn’t help that I don’t have much time left with my nana.