I’m 16, and I feel like I don’t want to live anymore. I’m at my breaking point. I’ve been depressed, or so I think I am, for about a year and a half now and no one believes me when I tell them about it. My parents just say that I’m “over dramatic” but in reality, I know I’m not and I know that I am actually depressed just by the type of things that run through my head throughout a day. The things that I think about scare me, and I don’t like having these thoughts. I’ve self harmed and my mom found out, threatened to bring me to an institute if I didn’t stop. Although I stopped, I still have urges to cut and I don’t know how to make them stop because I’m terrified that I’m gonna give in and do serious damage one day.

My family is scared for me and I understand. But the ways my mom tries to help makes things worse. I know she will never understand but it frustrates me so much. She makes me feel belittled a patronized, like I’m a kid not to be trusted alone for 5 minutes.

I’m worried that I’m pitied , not loved.

I’m not a very tiny person.. I feel like sometimes people might think I’m bipolar because I change my moods so quickly..I need help figuring this out!

I’m worried about public exams in June. My grades aren’t that great and I really don’t want to have to re-do grade 11 🙁

I’m tired of being tired

I worry about tomorrow, and days and days after that. I self diagnosed myself with Panic disorder, but I can’t bring myself to talk to anyone. Not even my school counsellor! I worry that they won’t be able to help me cope with self harm, suicidal thoughts, anxiety attacks, etc… 🙁 but I know they can and will, I just worry and think too much.

Because my stupidity

He Called and I don’t understand …after all he had done. Why!?

I worry so much that I can’t sleep…

Everyone thinks I’m happy, but in reality I’m dying inside and I dont know what to do amymore, sometimes I think drugs might be a way to show people I am not okay, but thats not the answer. I don’t know what to do anymore.

I get really angry over stupid things and I can’t control it

My French presentation on Wednesday.

I’m failing out of university but too scared to tell anyone.

I don’t understand how people these days joke about every flaw to every person who isnt perfect. My worry is how people hide their emotions in when things are said to them about their flaws just like i do everyday, like putting on a mask every morning trying to be a person im not

I don’t think I actually have any friends. My “friends” text my boyfriend but they don’t text me. It’s been over 6 months since any of them texted me. I don’t know what I did wrong. My boyfriend just laughs it off. Buy it actually really bothers me

People might realize that I’m not as sane as they think…. The eyeless people aren’t helping.

I’m worried my friends and family are gonna find out what goes through my head and never talk to me again.

I feel like I’m wasting my life worrying about everything but I can’t stop worrying

I’m scared my depression and anxiety will control me for the rest of my life