Social situations terrify me, and I often wonder if I'll ever be able to ever truly feel comfortable with other people.



I wear panties to school most days. I'm straight.



I like to make my boyfriend cry, just so I can baby him after.



My parents hate me talking to people online. But I talk people out of suicide and self harming, and they help me. I can't leave them because I don't want them to die. My parents say I'm a waste of space and useless. They beat me trying to stop me from helping people online but it didn't work.



At school I was dancing to impress this guy. As he turned around and saw me, I ran into a pole.


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