*I feel like I’m trapped inside a box. A box with no emotion. I feel no emotion and it makes me worry that I’ll just completely zone out and no one will be able to wake me up. I try to beat down the walls of this stupid box but me and my words just sit there inclosed with barley enough oxygen to breath. I feel nothing and then all of a sudden ill just sit there and bawl my eyes out FOR NO APPARENT REASON. People are just like “get over yourself and stop crying” and I feel, and oh hell do I feel like yelling back with all this anger “don’t you think if I could I would?!” They just don’t understand. But then I go back to this no emotion me and try not to think as much yet that pretty much always makes it worse. *
Worry Jar
Is anyone else scared of oppening up there blinds because of the fear of a murdrer being there
I’m scared to go to school braeause I’m scared what people are going to think or say about me
If people say what goes through my head on a daily basis they would ask themselves how are you still breathing.
My friends has other friends who she hangs out with and I’m worried they all make fun of me when she hangs out with them
I think I’m gay/lesbian.. and I’m really worried that my family might judge me.. and I’ve really tried to figure this out! and I can’t seem to.. ugh
I don’t know if I want to live with my mom or dad
I’m worried about dying. It scares me to know that one day we’re all going to be gone, and I’m just so scared.
I’m worried that my parents will find out that they are the reason I’m depressed, that I cut; and how truly terrified I am of myself.
I want to tell my mom im a lesbian but she is homophobic
i think i was abused but i dont want to tell anyone
I’m scared that when i meet my moms new boyfriend, he’s going to be a jerk. Her previous boyfriend didn’t believe that lgbt people should have rights and that mentally ill people should just get over themselves. I can’t go through that again.
I don’t know if what my dad does is emotional abuse. He yells at me, he curses at me, he blames me for things I didn’t do, and it’s usually because he’s “stressed”. Like, man, I get stressed too but I don’t go around punching walls, breaking tvs, and making my kids cry. Then the other side of him comes out where hes cuddly and lovey and says sorry and that he’s an idiot. And then part of me forgives him and I hate it, and I hate thinking that maybe that is emotional abuse because I love him still. I don’t know.
I’m at a loss… I have no friends they are gone!! And I am afraid of school! I am on the edge if life!! I don’t wanna die! But I don’t wanna live, I need help! Somebody help me
My best friend and only friend treats me horribly
School, friends, brothers.
My parents hate each other and I hate being around them.
That I am going to fail myself and my family.
That when my ex texted me after almost a year I’ll develop feelings again.
That my bone infection will come back and kill me