I need therapy, how do I ask my parents?

My depression.

People who I thought were my friends left me when they found out I cut. I was left to fight this battle alone. I’ve made 2 new friends who I love so much sense then but I’m afraid I’ll mess something up and loses them to:(

I worry that my girlfriend of 2 years is letting drugs control her life and quickly becoming a different person

Im Worried that, i will lose the only one i care about.

I feel like I’m not strong enough to live anymore but I feel like I’m not strong enough to kill me.

I’m worried that my friends are turning into bad people and soon I’m going to end up hurt.

I worry, that all of us who have worries, big and small will never relize how we are helping each other by admitting our worries. I just read ALL of the worries, and it helped me. Now I truely relize that when people say that they have worries too, they really do. Everyone of us does, and those who appear not to, do. they are just so worried that what they fear, what they worry about is not a normal thing to fear or worry or people will judge them because of it. I have gond through a lot. And I know for a fact everyone else has to! We are not all worrieing about the same thing but some of us are. Everyone’s situation is different. But some are similar, and I truly think that if we can look at the worry jar, as a place where we everyone putting out their worries and saying they can’t deal with it. Well they don’t say the first step to fixing a situation is saying there is one for nothing! I worry we don’t all relize this. I didn’t.

I worry that I’ll never be able to get over my old group of friends who I forced myself to walk away from because they didn’t treat me with the love and respect I gave them, and it’ll be a huge weight I’ll have to carry on my shoulders forever

I worry about the worries. I worry about the people who worry about the worries. Please people only worry about the things you can change.

I’m afraid my parents won’t understand just how depressed and stressed I am. I don’t want them to get mad

Sometimes it’s so hard to “like” these worries, when they’re so sad. If you get a like on your worry, it isn’t about someone being happy that you’re sad. It’s someone saying “I understand”. You’re never alone. Share your worries here and you’ll never know who might be feeling the same way.

I worry that my life will never regain its once positive nature. After I was traumatized immensely I could no longer describe how I felt because I was so unsure. Now I know my feeling and it’s empty. I can’t feel anything because I’m empty. I worry that I will always feel empty and that my negativity will influence the people I care about.

I left deviantart a few months ago and someone was impersonating me and messaging all my friends and making them mad at “me”. One of my good friends was messaged by this person and my friend said she hated me, and basically that our entire friendship was a lie through her/his quite perfect teeth. I wish I could apologize and I did last night and told her the story, but she/he doesn’t believe me.

I’m worried I’ll never get better. I’m worried I’ll continue to feel the way I do, day in and day out. I want to seek professional help, but there’s people out there in a worse condition than I. They need the help more than I do.

I’m moving out of my abusive household next week and one I’m afraid my family will find out sooner then planned and hurt me, and two, I’m queer and trans and very afraid of becoming a statistic ,,,

I worry that I’m not going to make it. I’ve had so mny bad days lately. I know some of my worst days are some people’s best and I shouldn’t take it for granted. However, I don’t know how much more of this life I can take.. I’m well educated have a good job and friend who love and care about me which is a lot more than most have. I just don’t like this feeling of being down and out and feeling unwanted..

I try to speak and then I get interrupted and I know they can hear me- people just choose not to respond, it makes me feel as if my voice doesn’t matter or I’m not good enough for their attention

My grad is in a week and I have cuts on my arms….

I worry about not having enough energy to get through the days..