So, I've sat around for a while trying to figure out what my most internal problem is, and here it is: I hate my body I hate my body, so I try to make it up to others by giving them all of myself without hoding back to make myself feel worth it. I hate my body, so I flaunt it to milk any praise I can get out of others so that maybe, maybe I can hate it less someday. I hate my body, so I let guys treat me like trash, because it makes me feel like that's the way I deserve to be treated. I hate my body, so I tried to make it perfect by doing all sorts of things that were wrong and unhealthy. I hate my body, so I am envious of others, not even just those with bodies which look like what I want mine to look like, but also those who have bodies they are proud of in general. Because I want to love myself. I hate my body, so I sell my soul to others and get it crushed in return, but then again what does it matter if my soul is crushed? I still hate my body even after that.

I think I have a demon which makes me keep looking at porn. I have looked at porn twice in the last week, and I have masturbated too. I know I am not meant to do these things, because the bible says so. but I dont know what to do. I keep looking at lesbian porn and women masturbating. Can anybody help me how to stop this?

I want to hook up with a classmate, she’s gorgeous, one of the most attractive women I’ve met before... problem is, we are both married but I have a feeling she wants to hook up with me too....

i really want to be skinny. like, under 100 pounds skinny. the thing is my mom isnt really the skinniest person and she says that -if i have a skinny daughter people will try to kidnap you!!- but i just want to feel pretty. i dont want to feel so fat all the time and my mom just makes everything worse. should i listen to her?

I want to die and I want to die in a way that leaves me like a pile of sludge. I don't even want to be even vaguely human shaped. I want someone to find my body and not even realise that it's a corpse.

I'm in a relationship that feels like it's going nowhere. The woman I'm with is... Reluctant to even talk to me if her parents are around. There's also the fact that her Ex is coming to stay with her for a week or so in July. All together it feels more like I'm just a placeholder for her Ex. And that kills me inside since I love this woman.

I let other people control the way I feel about myself. I got dumped by the boy who showed me what it was like to feel real love and affection for the first time in my life, because he thought he couldn't give me what I wanted. Or so he said. I don't know what to believe anymore. I miss the feeling of being happy so much it physically hurts me, every time I think about our memories together it's like someone is plunging a knife straight into my chest.

I can never be alone.. The silence scares me... it screams the truth.