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 just always left out, I barly talk and people call me weird, I am so stressed out about school and I have socal phobia my “friends” make fun of me and I am always left out I think I will always be that kid and will never make any friends
I worry that my boyfriend will leave me because he likes another girl who loves him
That it will never become easier to deal with all my mental problems
My boyfriend broke up with me a day before valentines day, now I’m home all alone and depressed while my parents go out and so do all my friends….
people will never talk to me outside of school. I message people but they never seem to get back to me.
That my depression will win…