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  1. So i have a female best friend, im a man and we are the best friends of all time, she really helped me trough my depression and addictions. There are no more than a friendship, we already talked about it and we date other people. The problem arise when my parents, very religious, start to say that i spend to much time whit her, but we really just do the normal friend things, she come to my home, we eat, we hang out, etc. We see everyday because of college. It obsesses me that my parents annoy me whit their shit that i will end just having sex whit her, or that she just want that, we had t
  2. Basically what the title says. Also, how old we you at the time. Obviously looking for responses from teenager years more than anything.
  3. So basically im dead inside. I currently being emotionaly dull, i cant feel any motivation or desire to live, despite that im still doing my everyday things, going to college, working out, doing my usual duties and chores. The thing is that i have an schizoid disorder, and im very paranoid. I posted in addiction because one of the most destructive things is my addction to many things. I smoke, not weed, regular cigarettes, the thing is that my parents think that i quited smoking but i dont, i wanna quit to, i hate it, and i hate it because my parents are well known religiou
  4. I hadn’t been cutting for long before I was found out. My parents sent me to therapy hoping for a full recovery. I haven’t cut since the end of May -a little over for months ago- but I still fantasize about it everyday. I feel that since I’m not an active cutter I’m seen as being better but I’m not better. The urge is still there and life is harder now that I’m not doing essentially the only thing that remedied the pain. I wish I coined express this frustration to someone but I hate to disappoint. I burdened my parents and enough already and don’t want to hurt them anymore. How can I make the
  5. Any advice on how to accept that your parents will never get the gay and mentally ill thing? They're not nearly as bad as some of my friends parents. But. They just don't understand. I've tried to explain things a million ways, and it just isn't happening. I need to deal with it. How do I even start?
  6. I just cut myself again, after less than a week without doing it. The longest I've gone is about 2 1/2 months. When I've been keeping such big secrets for so long, it isn't hard to find my way around my parents safety measures. I'm sure you guys can agree. I started cutting when I was 13. My parents know. Now, at almost 15, I've been hospitalized 5 times. My family is reaching the limit of their tolerance. I can't blame them. My youngest sister, after witnessing one of my breakdowns, now sees a therapist herself. Today, my dad said I'll have to go live in a special home if I don't st
  7. So my family moved when the housing market was really bad and never sold our old house. (It was already paid off, so it wasn't cost effective to sell.) And that was eight years ago. Now, my brother and I are both in college. My parents let him live in our old house with a roommate for $250 each. He lived there his freshman year with two roommates, moved back home his sophomore year, and is back over there again. He's got at least three more years left in school. Right now, I'm stuck in my parent's house. I also have three more years left in school. And I really want to move out becau
  8. So due to circumstances beyond my control, after living away from home for like 8 years, I moved back in with my parents last year. (Siblings live here too. Three of them from age 13-19. I'm 28 in a week). I really, really didn't want to have to do this, but I don't make enough money to afford an apartment in this area, and now I'm out of a job for who knows how long. I'm frustrated with little things, like the fact that nobody cleans up after themselves. Dirty dishes are left around while the dishwasher is full of clean dishes that nobody bothers to put away. And with six people, that's
  9. All kinds of trigger warnings here. Also, if you are bipolar or have strong feelings about it you may want to give this one a miss. A lot of what I'm going to say might be hurtful or offensive, tho I certainly don't mean that towards anyone here. My mother has type 1 bipolar disorder. I know it's true, it makes perfect sense. She was white knuckling for years, before she got diagnosed, self medicating, hiding her paranoid delusions. I got out 3yrs ago and planned to never speak to her again. I was a kid, I didn't know why she was screaming/ sobbing/ ranting...abusing/ neglecting/begging me fo
  10. I was the perfect child. A little stubborn, perhaps. For the most part, I was happy, loving, I cared for people, my main goals in life was to help others. As I hit middle school, anxiety hit. I was worried 27/7 about being popular. I became anorexic in 7th grade, in fear of getting fat. I was taking in a max of 200 calories for a whole year. When summer came, I got my first and only boyfriend. My self esteem increased dramatically! I got in honors in orchestra and second to honors in choir (which I worked my ass off the whole mother fucking year for). Then my boyfriend broke up with me.
  11. I am nineteen years old and I haven't told my parents that I love them in eleven years. I also can't call them the traditional "mom" or "dad", but rather silly nicknames I came up with as a young child. This is confusing, especially since they are good parents. I have never been abused (by them, at least). Neither has an alcohol problem. Neither fight. I essentially am living with the Brady Bunch. Several of my friends have died in freak accidents over the years (my two best friends were killed within two years of each other when I was in elementary school, for one thing). I was abused in
  12. For a while my parents have been trying to get me to discuss my future plans with them. Finally I decided to do that. When I told them they were supportive. But today my dad came home, mad as hell and started yelling about how stupid I am. He said that even though Im almost done with university, I'm about as smart as a 7th grader. And that I'm living in dreamland. Oh and that I'm a failure and i'll always be one. Apparently the reason Im not aiming as high as their expectations is because I know I'll never get there cuz I'm useless. My parents and the pressure they put on me is one of the
  13. A friend invited me to the upcoming NYC Pride celebration this coming weekend. When I asked my parents (which is actually just a formality since I am 19 and a sign of respect since I am still under their roof) if I could go with her they gave me all kinds of crap about it. They, apparently, think that because I am unable to work due to phobia/anxiety or whatever the hell causes my emotional meltdowns... that this means I can't do anything. Even though I've explained at great length about what happened. Apparently, because "Your mother and I can't be in crowds (when suffering from anxiety)"
  14. Once again, I've been upset by my Mum. Back story: I was talking to my Mum on skype and I happened to make an off-hand comment about therapy (it was relevant to the topic, which was broadly related to my needing to go to hospital). She responded "But what would you need therapy for?" [That was the end of the phonecall. I started crying, so I told her I needed to work and she let me go - even though I don't actually have any work to do, seeing as I'm not studying at the moment.] She knows that I have BPD, and I've explained in baby terms what that means (it went in one ear and out the oth
  15. *POSSIBLE TRIGGER* I'm cutting my throat again, not deep enough to cause a clear 'flow' of blood but enough to leave a clear cut mark which scares anyone who see's it. I kinda wish that I would cut deep enough to cause some damage, or worse. I dont know if this scared me, I think it annoys me but im worried as I'm starting to notice a pattern: Whenever I feel at my most desperate I tend to cut my throat. Its a bit of a last resort reflex...i think? It could be due to stress....I've been feeling extremley stressed by college and in crisis for about a month now...its taking its toll, big tim
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