im worried im gonna feel this terrible for the rest of my life, and that things wont actually get better like everyone says

My parents have been split for years and I used to go to his house my dad and my step mom would mentaly abuse me and now when I am around older men feel lime I am going to get hurt.

My mom found smokes I took from her, she said “I don’t want you to end up where I am” but I’ve never even had a full pack in my life.

I’m worried that I’m going to miss out on things because I get extreme anxiety about talking on the phone, to the point where I avoid answering if I don’t know them and becoming close to having a panic attack just thinking that I have to call someone, even if I know that it just going to be an automated system.

I just found out i was asexual, my chances of getting a relationship are very little 🙁

I’m sad all the time, but whenever I tell my mom, dad, or doctor they just say it’s hormones and I’m fine. I don’t know what to do.

I’m worried that my boyfriend will chose someone else despite everything he does to show he loves me

I cry so I can relief stress

About my future.

That when I tell my parents that I was born in the wrong body and that I am transgendered that they will think it’s a phase. I have known since I was five that I am in the wrong body.

Not being good enough to find someone who will love me for the broken mess i am

That no one in ny family will ever accept the fact i have anxiety and stop saying its just me “being a teenager” and being antisocial

That I’ll never get to travel the world like I wish to do

Coming out

Im worried that my depression will get worse and the boy I talk to, will eventually give up on me.

My teachers already don’t look at me like I’m smart. I worry that if I don’t get perfect grades on all my exams they’ll think I’m just a kid who studies too much. I feel like I constantly have to prove myself to everyone around me.

I currently have zero friends and worry that I’ll never make any.

I can’t go swimming with my friends or family becouse there are to many scars on my legs

Just when I start to feel better, the sadness comes back.

Missing school because of anxiety