I’m scared the future is so unclear and it freaks the shit out of me. I don’t have a real family anymore and it hurts

I hate myself and my life and I’m so sad but nobody cares.

I’m worried that I will never get a boyfriend. I am 19 and have never been in a relationship. I am lonely and depressed.

I’m worried that our corrupt capitalist system will destroy our free will and our courage to fight against it will be doused by fear of unemployment.

My school has a total of about 80 kids most of their parents are teachers and i grew up hanging out with the older crowd their parents judge me cause I grew up faster then they let their kids.. Shame to see how they ruined that whole generation… Grow up

My “friends”

I just can’t take school or people anymore

My mom told me she would quit smoking. Imm scared she is still smoking behind my back

I’m worried of loosing my world.

I worry if I will ever have any friends, I’m in my forth school in the last year and my anxiety is stopping me from going.

I worry that I might be in love with a 19 year old.. (I’m 14.)

Im so fat and my mom tells me every day how fat i am

IM GAY!!!!!!!!!

I’m worried that one of my friends hates me but she acts like she loves me. I’m afraid that she talks about me behind my back.

Today I was not only informed that my boyfriend was planning to have sex with me next time we hang out despite me saying that I wasn’t ready but had showed his friends my nudes. I’m worried everyone will find out. We are really popular…

I’m afraid of my thoughts they think things I don’t want to and never would do but I can’t make them stop

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