Never being good enough.

How depressed my friends are.

That I will disappoint my family.

Being rejected.

About my future.

That fact that my daughter does not consider her family with any strength.

Love.

That my “friends” talk about me when I am not there.

Failing school, heart break.

Sometimes when I close my eyes I pretend I’m alright but it’s never good change.

Not being able to find someone to love me. Everyone I had so far ran away. Left me for life or dead.

My daughter.

My best friend, she means the world to me, and I’m so scared for her to grow up…She is and always will be my one and only worry.

Not being good enough in comparison to others.

Not communicating with my daughter about her lack of affection-she doesn’t’ like my hugs anymore. I worry she will be “cold” when she is an adult.

Fitting in.

Never being what anyone wants, is this as good as it gets? Suicide. Friends? Girlfriend?

Why I hate my body so much.

Being accepted because I’m gay.

Me being pregnant and my parents getting a divorce. Maybe I won’t think before I act like last time.