I worry that my issues arent nearly as important as everyone else’s and that i’m just being selfish

I’m afraid that I’ll end up hurting myself for the first time in years now that I’m stuck in the house with my overbearing parents for who knows how long

I’m worried I’ll be like this forever

I’m worried I’ll never figure out what’s going on in my head

i feel like giving up

i miss my therapist and i am no longer able to see her as i have aged out. i have so much building up and i just need to talk to someone that won’t judge and will offer me support and help but i cant afford to get a therapist

I’m worried that no one will care about me, that I’ll fail in class, and if those two happened, I’d kill myself.

I am worried that I will keep cutting until I can’t come out of ‘shock’

I’m scared to lose everybody I care about simply because they find out I’m gay. I have one adult I confide in and I can’t help but wonder if she’s the only person I’ll always have

I am afraid that if i feel like people don’t care anymore then that i’m going to kill myself and how it will affect those people.

I am worried I’ll hurt myself

I am worried, if I stop talking they will forget about me, and abandon me. So I talk and talk, despite how annoying I get, and how mad everyone gets. Because if I stop, I worry I’ll fade to nothing.

I’m afraid that I’ll be left behind and that I’ll never not feel empty

i’m worried that my friends don’t care about me

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!!

That no guy will ever love me

Okay , so I’ve always been a little chubby I know that but recently with the stress of school and trying to moniter my every move so that I’ll fit in with the people I like, the pressure is getting to me and I turn to one thing that makes it Better , food. Yea I know this sounds extremely pathetic but it’s like a drug and I can’t break free. My desire to be thin and to be fit is very strong but by need to indulge in little pieces of happiness gets to me every time. It starts out with stress and then I turn to the food which then Inturn makes me happy for a short period of time, but after I feel so gross and I know it’s not helping my problem and it’s making it worse and then I spiral down into a pit of worrys and horror. So as usually when I’m faced with these situation I indulge. This probably sounds crazy but it’s a vicious cycle that is impossible to get out of. I need to stop for my physical health and my mental health cause it’s affecting my brain so much to the point I don’t wanna leave my house with out wanting to just wear a garbage bag. But I can’t and I need help. This is an eating dissorder. No it’s not the way you would usually think of an eating disorder to be , but it is and I know I need help but I don’t know where to start.

That I’m loosing my best friend

I suffer from anxiety on a daily basis.. I’m only 13 years old and I think it’s so unfair to have to cancel plans with my friends and not go shopping with my mom just because of my anxiety, I’m only 13 and i can’t do the things a 13 year old should do. The hardest part of it all is school, I hate going to sleep because I know I have to go to school in the morning and be terrified the whole day, none of my friends truly know how ban it has gotten so there fore they can’t help. I make a trip to the guideness conculier once a week but that doesn’t really help 🙁 I feel like I’m trapped in a body that kills me mentally and I can’t do anything about it 🙁

I worry that my loved ones will die sometime soon, because I will never be ready for it.