I get really paranoid easily. I think people laugh at me when I turn my back or talk badly about me. I can get along with people well but find it hard to make friends because I can't trust them. Do you think I'm stupid? Actually, I know its stupid. Does anyone feel the same. Even slightly the same or have I just lost it?

I'm 25 and I'm dating a 43 yo with a 2 yo kid. I haven't met the kid. I really like this guy and we've been doing it for about 4 months. I'm starting to fall for him, but I don't think this could ever be a relationship with a future. I can't seem to get enough of him, he makes me laugh, takes good care of me and is amazing in bed.

people say that im really happy, but they dont know the real me, no1 does, if only they knew how much i hate myself when i look in the mirror, or how much i envy other women i know. People see me a confident and bubbly, but the honest truth is its just a mask 2 hide whats underneath, and the thing is i dont know what that is, i dont know who i am.

My boyfriend is terrible in bed. I love him, and bless his little....heart...he does try. Ok so his size is still techinically above average but even when I try and tell him how to be better or when I'm on top it just doesn't work. He finishes in less than 5 minutes most of the time, and then can't get it to stay up the rest of the night even after a few hours. I am growing very frusterated. I love him and I'm sure he'll improve but I just have to vent this to someone.

I think I am losing my mind. Like really losing pieces of it. I feel like there is an empty space in my skull. I just cant seem to study anymore. I sit n sit n watch n go play but I can't study. Its driving my crazy.

One of my guy friends asked me out awhile ago, and he's always telling me him how much he likes me, but sometimes I don't feel the way he does. We've been dating of a little while now, and I just want to be friends, but I'm to scared to tell him this because I don't want to hurt him. How do I tell him? What do I do?

No one knows, not my friends of mother, that until March this year i was anorexic. Maybe they noticed. Noone said anything. The trouble is i think i was kidding myself when i thoght it was gone. If it was, its definately back now.

i cut myself all the time because i feel i need to punish myself