I feel like I’m going insane. I beat myself up like everyday I don’t even feel guilty, I like it. I deserve it. Also I feel no matter what I do to myself I’m never going to get the help I need and death is my only option.

I now this probably sounds crazy but I get bullied because I’m to thin… I can’t stand my body eny more.

I never know what to do anymore

I think im a lesbian. Im scared

I’m worried that I won’t get accepted for school this year. I work so hard and it feels like I never get anything in return for it. Not knowing where my life is going keeps me awake at night and is driving me crazy!

my hypocondria will take over and i will be to scared to go anywhere

I don’t think it’s right that a school that teaches kindergarten to Grade 7 has a Pride flag up… But it feels like I can’t say it without people thinking I’m homophobic. My problem is that none of the kids in that school are old enough to know for sure, and over half of them shouldn’t even know what sex is. My school has one up- OK, it’s high school. You’re old enough to know in high school. But there’s something about it that makes me wonder…..

I have been friends with this guy for 5 years but he does not talk to me a lot anymore .also I feel like there is no one out there that likes or loves me

I’m at a camp and I feel so upset because I can’t talk to anyone because of my social anxiety. I’m sapoused to be helping but I don’t think I can

My friends only like me when I’m happy.

This one character on a TV show called The 100 died. She was gay. The show runner told us she wasnt going to die, but then she died from a damn stray bullet. And then a bunch of other gay characters died on other shows. I realized that gay characters die all the time in television, and gay people die in real life too. Why are there so many people who hate us? I don’t understand it.

Emagion every day waking up and then looking at your self in the mirror and saying to your self ” this isn’t me, why won’t my parents let me be me, why am I ugly, why am I fat, etc …” well that’s me

There’s this girl that has been living w me and my family for about a year and a half . It’s not fair cause my parents pay more attention to her than to me. I’m pretty sure my mom hates me. I just can’t do it anymore.

Failing school, heart break.

My pimples will never clear up.

I worry about life in general.

i get so worked up over midterms that i forget what i have learned while im in the exam and start crying… my friends tell me to “stop being so dramatic” i worry about my future because of what happens during exams and that they arent really my friends

That no body like me

About work, my son, my husband, finances and feeling sad and anxious all the time.

the pressure of fitting into the norm