Barbara

I have a great relationship with my boyfriend. I'm an eighteen year old girl and he is 19. We miss each other like crazy when we are apart and think about each other every day. My boyfriend is very loyal and I am loyal as well. He stands up for me, cares alot about me and always makes sure he tells me he loves me. I don't feel complete when i am apart from him and he feels the same way. When we are each other we are happy and are not afraid to be ourself in front of each other. A hate being apart from each other and we hang out whenever we can. What should we do? We really hate being apart from one another. Is this love and if so should we get eengaged? ?

So this has been bugging me for a while. Whenever I contact my girl-friends, they never answer their phone and they are always on it. They just hang out with me because I have a nice house, and a pool in the summer. I feel like they just use me. I don't want to be their friend anymore and I want to break up the friendship because they don't respect me. I always respected them but they never show it back to me and they don't bother to answer my texts wwhenever I ask how they are doing. They don't seem tto care that I care about them. How can I break up the friendship without being rude? Is there a polite way to end it? I could use advice. Thanks. I never be rude back because that is not helpful to anyone. I just want to end the friendship in a polite way without hurting anyone. How can I do that? Thanks.

I feel so useless in life and I don't know why I am alive. So I hate myself because my relatives hate me. They think I am useless because I have a disability and it hurts. I sometimes want to punch myself and just hurt myself because I feel I am a curse to this earth. I am a friendly girl but whenever my relatives are around me they fight and are angry and that doesn't happen when anyone else is around them. I blame myself for every bad thing that happens, for example people getting shot etc... I feel that if I wasn't here bad things wouldn't happen as much and it would be better without me. Why am I alive? I want to cry. I hate myself.