Not knowing who I am and being too easily influenced and pressured. I have no limits as to what to do because I don’t care about anything so I don’t care about what I do.

That I won’t get a job this year and won’t be able to go to grad because I can’t afford it.

I worry I might be getting depressed? But I am not sure? Nothing is fun anymore, I don’t look forward to things, it’s been going on for a few weeks now. I’m I?

I worry about talking to people because I’m really shy, I self harm and I have extreme depression.

My best friend always hangs out with other people and not me anymore…. -.-

That I will never be good enough for anyone and while my friends move on in life I will be stuck here with depression, anxiety, and suicidal thoughts

One day I’ll fail a test

My teachers already don’t look at me like I’m smart. I worry that if I don’t get perfect grades on all my exams they’ll think I’m just a kid who studies too much. I feel like I constantly have to prove myself to everyone around me.

I currently have zero friends and worry that I’ll never make any.

I can’t go swimming with my friends or family becouse there are to many scars on my legs

Just when I start to feel better, the sadness comes back.

Missing school because of anxiety

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…

I feel like people are always making me feel bad, a lot of the time I’m called….. Shorty, Twig …

K I’m sorry but what the hell is the point of this worry jar? You write down your problems where nobody can hear you but random people will read your problems and that won’t solve your problems so what is the point?

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.