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I still love my ex. It's been 3 yrs since. Pretending that i just want to be single etc. A lot of people believing at my advice so i just keep my feelings. I don't want them to see that the person they believing doesnt even know how to move on. I still love her even thou we didn't talk for a long time. I just keep ignoring it but i know i still love her

I find it really hard to talk to other people about my depression and how I (almost) committed suicide. I feel like all I would get is pity and people telling me not to do it. I'm not going to because I've changed my mind and I am not in the place I was. Any advice??

One time I drew on the wall of my parents house with a crayon when I was a kid and blamed it on my little brother who got punished instead of me. I pity the single child, no one to point your finger at to escape punishment!

I'm not suicidal, but if I was to die right now, it wouldn't bother me. I care about my family and my friends but I just don't see any way for my life to improve at the moment. It probably will, I just can't see it....

My father passed almost five years ago and I'm still grieving. No one knows this, I just don't feel like I have anyone to talk about it. On the surface, it looks as if I had moved on, but in reality, I´m still deeply sad.

I don’t care how bad it is, Sharknado is the best movie series I’ve ever had the honor of watching

one time I ate one of those packing peanuts when I was like 8

After almost dying of covid. walking into the clinic where I work scares the f*ck out of me.

Putting something on a public website, on the internet is the LAST "safe" place, are you nuts??!!

I've silently struggled with an eating disorder since I was eleven. I'm doing much much better now, but it's still a process. Only my internet friends know currently- I never told my family.

I'm a really huge pushover and too nice for my own good, and it's really hard and I think I might really need therapy because I dont tell anyone about anything because I dont want to inconvenience anyone! There was this one time the gym teacher in 5th grade made us do a plank the whole hour nonstop because someone said a couple words while he was giving instructions, and I couldnt straighten my arms and everyone was in so much pain that the gym teacher was reported, and I DIDNT TELL ANYONE! I was scared that my parents would move me to a different school and I was afraid people would lose their jobs, I was afraid I would get grounded, I was afraid my parents were gonna have to pay like 10,000 dollars for it!!! I really need to get off this habit!

I might be a "highly sensitive person". It is a psychological terms that means someone who might experienced stronger psychological reaction, whether it is positive or negative, compared to normal person.

Some says it is a gift, since you can be more emphatize with others, but I see it as a curse, since it causes me more pain to the point I used to be suicidal.

I want to go to psycholog or therapist to address this matter, but in my country (Indonesia), if you ever go to one, you'll be stigmatized as mentally deranged person or worse, "less than a normal human". Even most companies or insurance companies will track your record if you've ever gone to that kind of place, thus lessen your chance to be approved.

Up to now, I'm still relying on self-help or self-therapy if you want to call it so. But I'm open should I've ever met a therapist that could keep the session with me discreet.

I’m 13. I have depression, I am non-binary, I like women and fellow enbys. I have a history of self harm, multiple suicide attempts, and are VERY insecure. My self harm started when I was nine, I didn’t realize it was self harm until I got older. What I would do is find shards of glass and cut my fingertips, I squeezed the blood out and licked it up. (The taste of blood is somewhat satisfying). My self harm escalated at about 10, I found scissors and cut my arm, i kept doing so until I was caught, they hid the scissors to help keep me safe. I visit my grandmother often, she often goes out for smoke breaks, I would go to the kitchen and cut my arms with a knife. I would hide my arms, and got caught again. I’ve learned to cut my legs instead. I’m insecure about my chest size, not because it’s too small, but because it’s too big. I’m not content with being a girl, I dislike the title and do not want lady bits. I have a transphobic not supportive “family member” I do not consider him a part of my family because of how harmful he is towards me. It is not physical but verbal, he keeps trying to convince me that I’m a girl and that I always be one. He always disrespects my pronouns (they/them) purposefully and does not accept being corrected. I hate him for how disrespectful he is, and whenever we get done arguing he goes back to talking like nothing happened and it infuriates me. I always wear a smile and positive attitude, and whenever I’m alone I rest my face and try not to cry.

Sometimes I can’t deal with life I lost my mum last year and since then I feel so disassociated from the world it’s like I’m constantly living a nightmare that I can’t wake up from . But I have 3 kids and a house and a dog and a husband and I keep going through the motions everyday but I just want to stay in bed because it’s all too much

I didn’t know what love was until my current relationship even though I’m in my late thirties. I feel so lucky to be this happy.

I paid for her sons glasses without her knowing who did it

I don't like the majority of my family. It's not that they're bad people or anything like that. But if we weren't related, there's no way I'd spend time with them. I'd never tell any of them that because of course it would be monumentally hurtful, but I feel like I have nothing in common with them, disagree with most of their opinions, and our personalities just don't mesh well. I love them and I know they love me, but I feel like a complete outsider and like it's not safe to be myself around them. I've made excuses to avoid the last several family get-togethers. There have been several times my feelings have been completely invalidated over things that really, really mattered to me, and that's made me not want to talk to them about things that are important to me. How can there be a good relationship when you can't be authentic or open or vulnerable around your family? And honestly, I low-key suspect that a lot of them think me coming out as nonbinary and pan is bullsh*t and just won't say it to my face. Also not a great feeling.

im an introvert but deep down im an extrovert, i want to be able to talk to people and have fun and make friends but my anxiety makes me too awkward around people to do so, ik its not that uncommon, but its been eating at me inside

I have a crush on my friend
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i'm scared i might have multiple personalities/be a system.
for the past couple of months i've been hearing many different voices that weren't the average intrusive thoughts. they have different genders, ages, pronouns, names, and they pop up somewhat often. for the past few weeks or so some of them have also. taken over my body somewhat? and just pushed me out of control of my body with a vague awareness on what was happening. i am aware that multiple personalities and systems are mainly created because of childhood trauma. however, i can't remember my childhood. it's such a stupid situation that i can't even explain to my therapist because i don't want to make it sound like i'm faking it for clout or something. but it scares me so much, i hate not being in full control over myself, and i hate not understanding what's going on in my head.