My mom is going through a really tough time with money and I’m really scared that we’re going to loose our house. I don’t want to move I with my grandparents and everybody at school will find out

I feel as if im the adult and my mothers the teenager. When it should be the pther way around.

I’m worried I’ll never have a relationship, I’m worried I’m not attractive enough

I want to be closer to my parents but they don’t have time for me anymore

Im worried i wont graduate high school

My grades are dropping so much… I try so hard but it’s not good enough

i get worried about a lot of stuff to the point where it makes me physically sick, then i worry about getting sick

Every day I get a message saying how ugly I am and how I do not deserve to be here, guess I kinda agree I don’t know why I’m here, I pretend I’m okay when really I can loose my mind at any point I don’t even know what to do

I’m worried I’m unlovable

what worries me is being judged. I feel like no matter what I say if do someone always has to mock me, tease me or pick at me. they think it’s alright I guess I kinda play it off as cool. but it really bothers me and sometimes I wonder why I’m even friends with them.

I want to be straight, not Bi!

I worry about my weight like there’s no tomorrow. I try and try to work it off but I never see any progress. I feel like just giving up eating would make everything so much better.

Being an inteovert in an xerovert world….

My friends leave me out of everything … I really need friends who care

That my best friend won’t be my best friend if they see my scars

I worry that everyone hates me even when they say they don’t.

I worry about how this sexual assault case is going to go. Only at the beginning now! So much talking to professionals and police and as nice as they are I feel sick.

I know I need help, but I’m too shy to ask

I’m bisexual and my BESTFRIEND won’t hug me or call me “bb” or treat me like the rest of her friends but she doesn’t judge me but it hurts so much to be treated different and the one I love the most, treats me different. All my life I’ve been treated less than and all I do is try my best. Most of the time I feel like I don’t belong here. I have depression and all I want is to be happy and be like the rest of my friends

I worry that my mom won’t let me get medication for my depression and it’ll get worse and worse.