Sharlet

I m 12 years old, and I m really depressed. I m fat, ugly, and diabetic (type 1). Things have really changed for me ever since I got diabetes (5 years ago) and my life has been so miserable. I m at the point where I just can t live it anymore, and I ve been skipping my insulin injections just to lose weight. I need help, and I can t go to my friends or family for it because I m already a burden to their lives. :(

The house was a gray color, and all the windows had been shut tight. The graveyard that laid in front, reeked a pungent smell that made me want to gag straight away. I could see the scratches and the cracks running down its walls, as I heard screams coming from the front door. I could see a sanguine eye glaring at me through the keyhole, as the wooden door opened slightly. The house was old and abandoned, yet it seemed to be haunted and dreadful. Herosvia Manor was always a mystery to those who lived next to it. Its ominous vibe always terrified people, and nobody would dare to go near it.

(It's for a school homework assignment)

I am 5"1/156cm and I weigh 61kg/135 pounds. I am around the age of 12 and I have Binge Eating Disorder which I believe is slowly turning to Anorexia Nervosa. I don't want to have tp starve myself, but I don't want to go on a diet or exercise either (cause I'm lazy lmao). If my TDEE is 1600, and I cut 500 calories everyday (like I will eat 1100 calories daily), will that help me loose weight?

I have anxiety, and I don't feel comfortable going outside of the house. But, my parents are forcing me to travel outside of the country, and it's stressing me a lot. How can I convince them to let me stay home? ;-;

I've been having anxiety for almost 2 years now and it's taken over my life. My anxiety is caused my insecurities of my weight, for my age, height, and weight, I'm considered obese (I'm 11). I tried becoming healthy and exercising, but my stupid metabolism just keeps slowing down. I have tried committing suicide before but it failed several times. Every time I go in public, I always get so anxious to the point where I decide not to go out so I don't have to deal with the suffering. I tried telling my parents to take me to therapy/ a therapist but they would always say: You're just overreacting, there's nothing wrong with you, stop being so dramatic, you're fine! I also have diabetes type 1, which makes things so hard when I have to go up to a teacher and explain that I have hypoglycemia and I need to go to the nurse. Every time, it's just so unbearable to look at myself right in the face and say: You look lovely today! Constantly, thoughts keep running through my mind, and makes me even more anxious. I would really like it if anyone could possibly tell me on how I can handle my anxiety, or how I can stop it. That would be really appreciated and would make my life better...

Picture link for math question : https://ibb.co/g5POiv

Btw I uploaded a picture of the story in this link here -----> https://i.imgsafe.org/db2e073d9e.png

I did that because my story couldn't fit in here (it was too long).

I basically give up on life, the cyber-bullies and my condition (diabetes type 1). I don't wanna live anymore... life is **** and so am I. I don't deserve to live, I deserve to die a slow painful death and I'm sure AAALLLL of you will agree D;

Her soft, tender hands rubbed against the rough, jagged surface. The eyes that shimmered across the moonlight gazed upon her luscious, golden hair. A dreary expression formed on her face as the wolfs howled willingly. Scared, her heart thundered excruciatingly as she began to feel weak. Thick, red blood trickled down her sweaty neck, yet she was able to walk a few steps. She managed to sit herself under an alluring, violet willow tree as the stars shined across the grey, foggy night sky. "There's nothing left for me...", she quietly murmured as a tear drop ran down her face. (Hope ran, before I could catch up to it ; is the name of this short description)