I use to always be talkitive and Energetic and wanting to go outside with friends but lately I haven’t been the same. I rather stay inside and be close to family. I went out with friends the other night though I felt like I didn’t get involved with conversations as much or the same as before and they noticed I didn’t talk the same they asked me what was wrong and I couldn’t answer cause I didn’t really know myself…

I don’t know if listening to music like Twenty One Pilots is helping me or hurting me. I love it, I connect with it so much, but it also sometimes makes me really sad. I don’t want to stop listening to their music though.

I’m worried that I am a waste of space

I’m worried that I’ll never be loved

My daughter not believing that she has the power to choose who she wants to be.

I think too much and do too little, I worry I am missing out on life.

I worry that I am not good enough and that if I don’t do better, every one else will feel that way too.

That I won’t get into university, even with all my courses and marks and hard work

I worry because the guy i like most, barely talks to me

That some day I’m just going to lose myself, lose control. And do something I’ll regret.

I worry that I’ll never be good enough for someone, if I’m told that now, will it always be like that?

I worry I will get sick on a school trip

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’m worried I’ll be alone all my life

I have no friends, I spend weekends alone and the last time I left my house was months ago and I had to tell my mom I didn’t want to do anything for my birthday because The people I asked to spend my birthday with me made up excuses not to go

I’m loosing confidence and it hurts 🙁

I will be fatter then everyone else and be made fun of.

My dad yells at me for no reason at all and then makes up excuses for yelling… And if that isn’t bad enough he tells me I should treat him better… He just honestly makes me not wanna live… 🙁

I hate everything about myself. I was anorexic for four years and I self harmed for ten years (I’m 16). I’ve tried to kill myself upwards of 70 times. I’m pretty much fully recovered but I still have severe anxiety and depression. I’m so insecure I’m fearful of relapsing.