I’m scared to trust because everyone who I loved secretly didn’t love me, and they all left

I’ve been bullied basically since I started school. I just never truly realized it until around grade 4 or 5. Back then I only thought people who weren’t my friends were bullying me. But just last year (Grade 10) I realized my best friends were my biggest bullies. They put me down. Made jokes at my expense. Ditched me. Ran off on me with my stuff at the mall. So I took it upon myself to end my friendship with them. But now I have anxiety because I’m still bullied. I have no friends in my class or school as a matter of fact. I’m lucky I have stuff on at every lunch because the two days I don’t are hell. I’ve had anxiety attacks at school and at home but I don’t want to tell my parents because I think that they’ll just get mad at me for it.

That I’ll never feel like me again.

I’m the fat friend…

I feel like people are always making me feel bad, a lot of the time I’m called….. Shorty, Twig …

K I’m sorry but what the hell is the point of this worry jar? You write down your problems where nobody can hear you but random people will read your problems and that won’t solve your problems so what is the point?

I’m 16, and I feel like I don’t want to live anymore. I’m at my breaking point. I’ve been depressed, or so I think I am, for about a year and a half now and no one believes me when I tell them about it. My parents just say that I’m “over dramatic” but in reality, I know I’m not and I know that I am actually depressed just by the type of things that run through my head throughout a day. The things that I think about scare me, and I don’t like having these thoughts. I’ve self harmed and my mom found out, threatened to bring me to an institute if I didn’t stop. Although I stopped, I still have urges to cut and I don’t know how to make them stop because I’m terrified that I’m gonna give in and do serious damage one day.

My family is scared for me and I understand. But the ways my mom tries to help makes things worse. I know she will never understand but it frustrates me so much. She makes me feel belittled a patronized, like I’m a kid not to be trusted alone for 5 minutes.

I’m worried that I’m pitied , not loved.

I’m not a very tiny person.. I feel like sometimes people might think I’m bipolar because I change my moods so quickly..I need help figuring this out!

I’m worried about public exams in June. My grades aren’t that great and I really don’t want to have to re-do grade 11 🙁

I’m tired of being tired

I worry about tomorrow, and days and days after that. I self diagnosed myself with Panic disorder, but I can’t bring myself to talk to anyone. Not even my school counsellor! I worry that they won’t be able to help me cope with self harm, suicidal thoughts, anxiety attacks, etc… 🙁 but I know they can and will, I just worry and think too much.

Because my stupidity

He Called and I don’t understand …after all he had done. Why!?

I can’t get out of my head everything feels like a mess inside and I have no way out

I feel like I’m not good enough for anyone.

I worry that all my friends are prettier than me

Whenever I’m around a lot of other people my age, and I hear them talking, it makes me feel like I’m 20 years older than I am, maybe because my views on things and those of others are so different….. Am I the only one who wishes that people would actually do things for themselves and not wait for people to do it for them? For people to actually do something with themselves? I always feel like I’m in my own bubble, completely separate from everyone else.

I don’t want to go to grad, I don’t have a date, no one wants to go with me