I’m sad all the time, but whenever I tell my mom, dad, or doctor they just say it’s hormones and I’m fine. I don’t know what to do.

I’m worried that my boyfriend will chose someone else despite everything he does to show he loves me

I cry so I can relief stress

About my future.

That when I tell my parents that I was born in the wrong body and that I am transgendered that they will think it’s a phase. I have known since I was five that I am in the wrong body.

Not being good enough to find someone who will love me for the broken mess i am

That no one in ny family will ever accept the fact i have anxiety and stop saying its just me “being a teenager” and being antisocial

That I’ll never get to travel the world like I wish to do

Coming out

Im worried that my depression will get worse and the boy I talk to, will eventually give up on me.

I’m scared I won’t be able to follow my dreams

my scars will never fade

It’s funny, school teaches you what to do when you’re on fire, but never what to do when you’re whole life is up in flames….

Me and my parents fight

I just wish someone would invite me somewhere

I worry about my boyfriend, and if he will ever be happy again.

I’m scared to trust because everyone who I loved secretly didn’t love me, and they all left

I’ve been bullied basically since I started school. I just never truly realized it until around grade 4 or 5. Back then I only thought people who weren’t my friends were bullying me. But just last year (Grade 10) I realized my best friends were my biggest bullies. They put me down. Made jokes at my expense. Ditched me. Ran off on me with my stuff at the mall. So I took it upon myself to end my friendship with them. But now I have anxiety because I’m still bullied. I have no friends in my class or school as a matter of fact. I’m lucky I have stuff on at every lunch because the two days I don’t are hell. I’ve had anxiety attacks at school and at home but I don’t want to tell my parents because I think that they’ll just get mad at me for it.

That I’ll never feel like me again.

I’m the fat friend…