I worry that my friends don’t care how I feel

I’m worrid that I will hurt myself

I worry endlessly about not being able to make everyone happy all the time. It’s impossible to go through life without accidentally hurting anyone but I can’t stand the thought of being the reason for someone else’s pain

I’m worried that my friends don’t like me any more and that I’ll never get a boyfriend.

I think I screwed everything up with one of the most important people in my life my best friend the only one I actually really trust and she understands me and I said one stupid thing and she got so mad and I think she hates me but I’m nothing without her and I don’t wanna loose we but I think it’s too late 🙁

Telling my parents that me and my ex-boyfriend who broke my heart, might be getting back together.. Help!

Nobody ever understands my anxiety and depression and tell me to just get over it! I worry nobody will ever understand and I’ll never have the life I always wanted.

I’m scared I will not want to go back to school because of anxiety

I’m praying that our next government will make this country great again.

Worrying about coming out

I think I have a eatting disorder and idk what to do

I wish people had grit again….

I feel like everything that happens, no matter what it is, is just my fault

I relapsed last night… I’m afraid someone might find out but I’m even more afraid of what I might do to myself

I know that im a lesbian but i am afraid to admit it to amyone. I say that i like boys but i know that i dont. I tell myself that if im not stright than i am bi but i know that i am gay, i just dont want others to know.

I’m worried that my anxiety is leading to depression. I just feel hopeless

I’m worried I’m a nymphomaniac

I’m 14 and my boyfriend really wants to have sex with me. I feel like I’m ready but I don’t want to get pregnant or get sti’s!

No one ever cares about me like I do for them, or puts in the same effort as I do.

I’ve been with my boyfriend for 2 years and I’m dealing with anxiety and depression sometimes he doesn’t understand when I have panic attacks or need support.. And gets upset with me. I’m afraid I’m not good enough for him and my mental illness defines me.