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I ran out of likes
I ran out of likes
not anymore. i’ve given up on helping people like that, and if i do that, i usually take it to pm’s and i try to just say more than ‘you’re beautiful and you deserve the world’ and say something that relates to their problem.
You are awesome
Wow…this thread blew up quick.
Agree
Im not the most positive. But most times u give advice and 10mins later there back to posting “im trash/im worthless” etc it became draining…the rant thread there has become…toxic(for lack of a better word)
Exactly! I can’t even read it anymore.
Negative rant: it frustrates me when Protestants try to tell me I’m not Christian because I’m Catholic. Dude. We’ve been Christian for a lot longer than you. Please just educate yourself before you try to say anything against my religion. It’s not Christians and Catholics. It’s Catholics and Protestants. We’re both Christian. Just stop
It happens. I don’t understand why they have the need to do that.
I. Keep. Failing. Level. 323. In. Candy. Crush!!!
Seriously, I’ve used up all my lives three times, and I still can’t pass it!
SOMETIMES I FEEL WEIRD WHEN I THINK THINGS THAT ARE MOSTLY LOOKED DOWN UPON IS COOL, LIKE THE MOVIE TROLLS, I ACTUALLY KINDA LIKE IT—
My mom needs to stop making me feel bad about myself. I’m trying to get over my anorexia but I gained a pound and she keeps bothering me about it!
That sounds like a really toxic atmosphere. Have you had the chance to sit down with her and talk about all this?
I feel so lonely and everybody tries to help but it makes me feel depressed and like a burden. And my parents assume everything I do and everything I talk about and it drives me crazy but they don’t care. I feel like sometimes I hurt people but I never mean to and that’s the last thing I wanna do but it just happens and I feel so helpless!
My mum just arrived back from Ghana yesterday and the first thing she even mentioned when she saw me was my weight. Now all she keeps talking about is my weight and asking if I’m even trying to lose weight which by the way I am
Why is everybody judged by their weight, their actions, their words, and everything else. I feel fat because all the girls at my school are so skinny and are always talking about how they eat literally nothing but vegetables and “healthy” food and I don’t and it’s uggh. And at my house or family members’ house they always ask me about my weight, if I’m trying to lose weight, and that I should stop eating all the time (which is a real problem I’ve been working for months to stop) and stuff like that. And for words and actions, at my school your reputation is everything. If you change something about you, you get labeled and stuff and it’s so much pressure! And at my house if you change something about you you are practically a disgrace and it makes me wanna cry because I feel like a disappointment. And my parents are always yelling at me. And I feel bad for ranting because I feel like I’m making this all about me! And ugh, I just feel like I’m being mean!
Talk to her about it (sincerely).
I freaking hate (well, I currently hate) Savannah’s brother in the story Heart Over Wheels! He freaking took Wes’s first gold medal that was given to Savannah and I think (I think…) he SOLD IT! (Because he needed money, I’m pretty sure.) And her brother lied to her when she asked if he’s seen the medal around the house or not. When Savannah realized it was missing, she broke down and started putting herself down and stuff! I saw him take the medal, and while he was sad, all he thought was, “She’ll understand.” …Seriously? A famous race car driver gifted the medal to her AND YOU STOLE IT???
No.
She doesn’t “trust me”. We had a fight this morning so I’m staying out till I feel like coming home.