I wish I could tell everybody that...

I'm in a physiatrist unit

I am terribly frightened of pushing the few beloved friends I trust with my troubles away by reaching out to them for support, and that I'm worried that they already hate me for leaning on them too much, like my grandmother (who I live with and am a full time carer for) tells me they do.

I am ashamed of not having myself and my emotions regarding this under control because I've just turned 28 and I still feel like a child when this topic comes up, like the little girl who struggled to keep friends in primary school because she was too sad too often.

I'm even more ashamed of not being able to simply ignore my grandmother's emotional abuse, of my current inability to just brush off the garbage she spouts because she just wants to hurt someone. I know her game, I know what she does, how she does it and I could recite her usual script off by heart, and yet I'm still apparently unable to avoid the effect the things she says have on me. I'm ashamed of needing as much support as I currently do, and I am ashamed of not (as yet) being as successful as I need to be with self compassion.

I am ready to get married

I was raped when I was 15. I tried to kill myself. I was hospitalized in psychiatric hospital five times. I'm depressed since I was 12. I'm diagnozed with borderline personality disorder, bipolar disorder, some kind of psychosis, severe depression episodes. I'm not able to keep my legs together, I'm a sex addict. I like it rough, and then I feel guilty because I'm a feminist, I was raped, and I should not want to be tied up. I hate my boyfriend's family. I hate my cousins. I'm drinking while writing this.

I had a habit of hurting myself before. Not in a suicidal way. But just hurting because I feel pain. And now I started to get back to it. Whenever my partner and I would fight, I would start fidgeting with my hand then I would start scratching my fingers and arms. I don't know how to deal with my emotions and I don't know any outlet for it.

I hate when they ask if I'm okay because of stupid Facebook post. Seriously I hate it because I might be struggling but if I were to tell them that they would put me in the phyc ward in the hospital. I was abused from a young age by my mother and I now have suicidal thoughts because of it

I'm confused about my future , very anxious...cry often. can't seem to do well at anything, feel like a true loser.

The father of my baby has another family.

I am currently 5 months pregnant. Accidentally got pregnant because i was too confident about myself and that the doctor told me it'll be hard for me to get pregnant since i have PCOS (polycyclic ovaries).

Yes, in short I was a mistress. Which i only did because i was after his money. I was never in love with him the first time i saw him but eventually learned to as the years went by.

I was very stupid and all i can do is feel guily and ashamed of myself. That I thought i can still make this right even though it was wrong.

But only realized that whatever you do to make a mistake right, if you're alone trying. Nothing will ever be changing.

I'm still happy with my baby though.😊

I just wish i can tell that to all the people i know without being deemed as evil.

Ashamed of my self and behavior and the fact I've accomplished nothing

I want everyone to know that I can't do everything. Ok not capable of being nice all the time. I can't always do what I'm told. And I'm tired of being ignored.