My parents always fight and always find a way to get me involved without physically getting me involved I don’t wanna be caught in the middle anymore why can’t everything just be okay why can’t I be okay

I find it really hard to sleep at night, no matter what. When I’m not distracited by friends or technology or homework I can’t stop over thinking and I get these intrusive thoughts that I know aren’t real but I still believe them.

I came out to my mom as bisexual and she says it’s just a phase. Part of me wants to cry because I feel like she doesn’t want me to be gay, but another part wants to be angry because she doesn’t understand.

I’m scared that everyone hate me! I’m scared that I can’t do anything good I’m scared that I’m not good enough

My friends talking about me behind my back when I’m not around

Trying new things scare me.

I worry that it’s my fault that all my past ” friends ” turned out not to be my friends, but in fact the people that did and still tend to do, destroy me mentally and even sometimes physically. And worst of all I think I am lossing my friends that I have had for over a year! That’s the longest friendship yet. I worry its my fault.

That I will never be “normal”

Going to school with pimples on my face

That I’ll always feel like this

Being bullied in high school because I’m gay

I worry about worrying too much

My dad’s only nice to me when he wants something and I’m worried that’s how it’s always going to be.

I worry that my anxiety will get even worse and cause me to fail in the real world like not being able to get a job or get married due to my awkwardness and lack of communication skills.

I feel like noone ever says nice things to me.

Literally nervous about almost everything

I’m sick and tired of my parents telling me what cant say to them and then they turn around and say it all back to me! If they want me to treat them good, they should do the same to me!

Forever alone

That my parents won’t accept me when/if I ever come out as a transboy, or an athiest. We always argue because they don’t want their only daughter to be a boy because I asked to cut my hair. I wish they’d understand the burning hatred I have for my body and femininity.

My marks are getting really low and I’m studying and trying really hard but nothings working, then when I look back over my test I see that I made the simplest mistakes. The only reason most of my marks are 75 or more is because of assignments but what happens when teachers stop giving assignments?