YoMammaSoFat

I started sixth form college in september and I really hate it.

I have only a couple of friends there, and it's so so stressful.

I'm naturally intelligent, and I'm aiming to get all A's in my exams. But my exams are next week and I haven't revised at all. I feel like I know nothing and I'm not at all prepared. I've been so depressed, I can't bring myself to do anything, let alone revise.

College is stressing me out so much that it's gotten to the point about a month ago where I actually overdosed and tried to kill myself.

I can feel myself getting to that point again, and I honestly think college is going to kill me by the end of this year. I can feel it.

I really want to quit college but I know I won't get anywhere without qualifications. I wanted to go to uni to become a psychiatrist, but college has put me off higher education for life, so that's completely down the drain.

Basically I want to know what my other options are? Should I drop out of college? Or maybe take an easy vocational course instead of 4 AS level subjects? Will I still have any prospects in life if I have only my GCSE qualifications?

I honestly don't know what to do, but I don't think I can last much longer like this.

Please help.

Can anyone reccommend to me some really awesome movies.

Either psychological movies (mental illness, suicide etc), psychological thrillers, or twisty movies please!!!

I love Fight Club, the Machinist, Requiem for a Dream, A History of Violence, Psycho, The Butterfly Effect, Stay, The Number 23, The Usual Suspects ..... so any other movies that are like those ones would be awesome!!!!

:) thanks.

I know this is long, but I really need help and I'd appreciate it if you could read it all and help me please.

I'm a sixteen year old girl and I have Aspergers Syndrome. I'm going off to college in september and none of my school friends are going to the same one as me. I find it extremely difficult to empathise with other people, and even harder to begin a conversation and to keep it going, thereby I've never been able to make friends easily.

At school it took me 4 years just to find a couple of friends who I could turn to and have a bit of a laugh with. And even then it was only a few special friends that I could do that with, everyone else (even though we'd been together in the same class for 5 years) still felt like a stranger with whom I could barely ever talk to.

I used to get into a lot of trouble for little things but I didn't even realise I was doing anything wrong. I didn't realise I was being rude, it just felt natural to me. So I basically just didn't speak. I didn't know when to speak, what to say or anything so I just shut up completely. I've since learned that it is rude to act like that and I have to make an effort to converse with people, but I still have no idea how.

I'm terrified of college and I have no idea how to make friends.

It's even worse because the people from schools closer to the college all seem to know eachother and I don't have a clue how to join in with them.

I'm scared out of my mind and I just don't know what to do.

A couple of years ago I noticed for the first time that I found things more difficult and that I was different and developing mentally different to everyone else in my class but when I told my mum she said I was overreacting. Everyone just assumed I was shy.

It was only just after xmas this year that I realised I had basically all the symptons for AS and made my mum take me to the doctor. I was told it was very likely that I did have it but it would be hard for me to get a referral. I don't even know what a referral would do so I didn't even try to get one.

Now I'm wondering whether I should?

Are there any medicinal treatments that can help me over come the problems I face?

And if not what can I do? I really want someone to help me but if I try to talk to my mum about it she just says that I need to 'keep doing what im doing' and that she 'doesn't think anyone can help me'. She doesn't take me seriously I don't think. She doesn't understand what AS is and keeps getting it confused with autism so she assumes I have it extremely mildly which is not the case at all.

I struggle daily because of it and I wish I could get help for it.

There's a youth group in my area who offers free councilling/therapy to 11-25 year olds who need it for whatever reason and I was thinking of going there to see if they could offer me guidance/help on how to deal with this. Do you think they'll be able to help me or will I just be wasting their time?

I feel like they might have people with more severe problems than me and I don't want to be a time waster.

Is there anything that can be done to help people like myself with AS to overcome it. I feel like I'm never gonna lead a normal life.

I'm so isolated and lonely, I can't even talk to my own family other than scripted small talk such as 'how are you, good thanks how are you?'. I just don't know how to. it's leading me to become very depressed and hopeless. Every night I battle with myself just to hold on to life because I honestly don't see any way that my life can possibly improve unless I somehow get over this problem that I have. I honestly don't see me lasting long in life unless I get help with this soon. Every day is so much effort and I get so little out of it for the effort I put in. I feel awful and I'm so lonely and hopeless for the future. I don't know what to do and I really want help.

Can you suggest any support groups?

Or any thing I can do to improve my social skills?

Or anyone who suffers from AS have you got any advice? Does it get easier as you go through life?

Any suggestions at all would be greatly appreciated, I'm honestly losing all hope for my future. I have no one to turn to because none of my friends know about my AS they just think I'm weird and shy and my mum doesn't take me seriously. I really need some help with this.

If anyone's actually read this/answered then thank you so much and I'm sorry I wrote so much and I must seem like I'm whining and overreacting but I can't explain how hard it is to deal with alone everyday. Thanks again. Sorry for complaining. Please help..

I really want to donate some blood but I'm 16 and I don't know whether I'm legally old enough to yet. Can anyone tell me how old you have to be (in England) to donate blood?

Also what does it entail? I know they obviously take your blood but what happens. How do they get the blood from you, and are there any risks or side effects of it? Also can anyone do it or can you not give blood if you have certain medical conditions?

I really want to donate blood but I wanna make sure I know enough about it and the risks before I do so if anyone can answer these questions I would really appreciate it.

Thank you! :)

I have 2 questions..

I started my period when I was 14, and now I'm almost 16. You're meant to get it about every 28 days, but I get mine every 2/3 months and I don't know why. Is that just because we're all different or is there some other reason?

And when I do come 'on', it's really really heavy. Like I have to use 2 pads over the top of eachother and I can't spend an hour at school before I have to go to the toilets and change my pad. It's really uncomfortable, and since I play a lot of sports, it really screws up when I can play and when I can't. I don't want to use tampons because they scare the crap out of me. My friend went to the doctors and went on the pill because she had really heavy periods too. The only problem is that I don't want to tell my mum about it because it's embarrassing and I never tell her anything, I didn't even tell her when I first came 'on'.

So would I be allowed to go to the doctors without her? And would they be allowed to prescribe me the pill if I need it? Baring in mind that I'm only 15, so I'm not an adult...? I live in England btw.

I really want help with this annoying and embarrassing problem, so I'd appreciate any answers! Please and thankyou!:)

I'm a 15 year old girl, and I really wanna get stronger biceps and triceps. (But most importantly biceps since my triceps ain't too bad atm)

I'm naturally short, only 5,4" and I don't want to put on weight. I have very strong abdominal muscles and leg muscles but my arms are lacking. Any exercises that can help build up my arm muscles?

I'm a boxer, and I think a little more arm muscle would benefit me a lot when I fight, as most people at my club are adults and are therefore a lot stronger than me. I box at least once a week for 2 hours. And I lift weights every other day as well.

At the moment I lift two 2.3 dumbbell weights (one in each hand). I do 9 different exercises for the biceps, 20 weight lifts each. And 3 exercises for the triceps, 20 lifts each.

How can I improve this so I gain muscle on my arms quickly?

And is there any specific foods I should be eating? Or drinking?

I heard protein shakes are good for muscle growth, but my mum said they can be harmful, is that true? And if not, would it do me any harm because I'm a child?

And are there any vitimins or nuitrients that help with muscle growth? Also I'm a kind of vegetarian (the only meat I eat is chicken) so will that have an effect on the rate or muscle strength and growth?

Thanks for the help:)

I'm trying to be brief so this might be a bit confusing. And I may seem like I'm whining, but I'm not, I just want to feel better...

I'm a 15 year old girl in my last year of school. I've always been seen as shy, even though I say whatever comes into my head when ever it comes into my head. I have a few friends, but no best friend or even close friends. I don't have many thoughts and I don't know how to be myself around people, even though I try my hardest.

For the past year I've felt completely trapped in my life. I get good grades at school (all As and A*s) and I know that I'm gonna have lots of carreer oportunities in life. But I just feel as if whatever I do with my life, it will still be meaningless. I try to avoid social situations, even though I know it's bad for me, but it's because when I'm out with my 'friends' I just feel even more depressed that I can't be myself around them.

I'm very introverted. I never tell anyone how bad I feel because I don't want to burden them. I never cry, I haven't for over a year. I don't feel anything anymore. I don't get upset or happy, I don't laugh. I don't get angry at people, but when I'm alone I get over the top angry for no reason at all. Like I'll punch my wall just because it's there. It's like an overwhelming sense of helplessness. The only emotions I feel anymore are that strange kind of anger/frustration, and the sense of helplessness. The feeling that no matter what I do with my life, I'm still not gonna feel good and be happy.

I self harm, I've never told anyone because I feel like that would be attention seeking and self absorbed. I do it because I just want to feel again. At least when I cut I can feel pain, rather than this sense of numb hopelessness. I also crave adrenalin. I wish for an adrenalin filled life of excitement that I know I'll never have. When I cut, I get the rush of adrenalin I crave so badly. But I'm not suicidal. I'm grateful for my life, more grateful than you can imagine, and I know that by killing myself nothing would be achieved and it would just make everything worse.

I often think of running away and starting over. Living a life of crime in hope that it will help me to feel again. Anything other than the hopelessness I feel now. I live with my mum, step dad, and 13 year old brother. My brother dispises me. He treats me like **** and always puts me down and makes fun of me for being shy. My stepdad is an asshole although he pretends to be nice. I love my mum, but I can't talk to her about anything or be myself with her. My dad, who I barely ever see, used to abuse me verbally and emotionally. And isolated me from everyone. Sometimes even physically. I know it seems strange but I miss those times. At least then I had some excitement in my life. Trying to fight for survival. I used to have councilliling when I was about 9 because my dad was sent to prison but I didn't want to speak to the counciller about myself because I felt as if it would be self absorbed and self centered to do that.

I really hate feeling like this, but I don't know how to stop. I want to be happy and optamistic like I used to be. I don't know how to be myself. I don't know what my personality is like. When I'm with people, I don't habe any thoughts in my head. I can't say anything because there's nothing there to say. I can't even speak to my own family. I barely say a word around my aunties/uncles/cousins etc, even though I try my hardest. I just dont know how.

How do I stop feeling like this? And why do I feel this way?

If anyone bothered to read that, then thank you, and I'm sorry it's so long. I must sound so selfish and whiney but I don't mean to. Please help me if you can, I hate feeling like this.....

Please and Thankyou.

This may seem like a stupid question, but I'm kinda worried anyway...

I found this hard lump on my arm. It's under the skin, obviously. It's on my bicep muscle (I think). I'm sure it's never been there before and I've just noticed it the other day. And it's pretty hard. It's about a cm in diameter. You can't really see it or where it is, but when I touch it, it's obvious it's there.

I'm a little worried it could be one of those cancer things that people get. But there's no mole or anything on top of it, just a lump. it doesn't hurt, but I'm still worried because it just randomly appeared.

I don't wanna go to the doctor about it, because I don't wanna bother them if it's nothing and waste their time.

Is there anything else it could be? Does it sound serious, or should I just forget about it?

It's not a flea bite or anything, because it doesn't itch and there's no spot above the skin.

And I go boxing a lot and have been lifting weights a lot more often than I used to, so could it just be to do with that?

Any answers would be appreciated. Thank you!

My step dad's always hated my brother. My brother has a temper and likes to joke about so he got into some **** at school. My brother and my stepdad never got on because my dad had turned him against our stepdad.

basically our step dad would always threaten him. He once threatened to throw him out of the window and he picked him up and carried him over to it and opened it... He would swear at him all the time and yell bloody murder at him. He has the worst temper ever. One time, my brother was swearing and my step dad punched him round the face. He said he did it soft, but it left a ******* mark. There was a huge red mark on my brothers face for days after that.

He's hurt him before, but he never left a mark on him before that time.

Basically my brother called my dad who then called the police.

The police came and arrested my stepdad but after questioning him he was released the same day without charge. When they arrested him they were being so nice, and jking with him. They even said they knew he hadnt done anything and that he had nothing to worry about. And they laughed with him and my mum about it. I was so mad. This guy had abused my brother, and they were being nice to him?! The police came round with him to drop him home after, and they were actually APPOLOGISING to HIM! And saying how they didn't blame him for what he did and sorry to have bothered him blablabla. And then they blamed my brother and my dad (because they've arrested my dad before) and it was horrible. This guy had abused my brother...there was a mark on my brothers face...my mum witnessed him punching my brother...I heard it and saw the mark...my friends saw the mark on my brothers face at school...WHY DID THEY NOT PUT HIM ON TRIAL? Is it because my dad reported him and they hate my dad? Or are they just assholes?

The thing that hurt most was that they laughed with him, and said my brother deserved it.

This is the UK 2011, adults aint allowed to abuse children nowadays. And police officers certainly shouldn't allow it!

Should I tell someone about it? Like a teacher at school? This was a year ago now, but I still feel really bad as my brother moved out soon after to live with our dad and my stepdad aint been punished for it.............:/

I don't like playing chords, but there are no sites that give the notes... Anyone know them? Please help :) I'd really appreciate it!

My hair used to be quite long. It used to go well past my boobs and it was pretty healthy... It's always grown reaaaally fast!

This March I bleached my hair blond.. luckily it didn't fall out or anything but it went really dead.

I didn't want to bleach it again when the roots came through cause I didnt want to damage it more, so I dyed it back brown and had it cut to just past my shoulders. (This was in July)

Now its almost 4 months later and I know that my hair has grown because my roots are coming through (and it's not just a little bit, its like 3/4 inches) but my hair is still the same length as it was when it was cut...

My mum says that the ends might be snapping off because of the bleach before, but I never notice it.

So can anyone tell me why it's growing but not actually growing?

And is there anyway that I can make the ends of my hair strong again so that they dont snap?

Well last year my younger brother (who was 11 at the time and is now 13) was getting in serious trouble at school due to his bad temper and the fact that he was the 'class clown' and always messing around and pulling pranks. He got excluded a couple of times and got into big **** with my mum and our step dad. My mum punished him an but my step dad wouldnt let it go. he would always threaten my bro when our mum was out, and swear and yell at him. He carried him over to a window and threatened to throw him out once. Anyway, one day he whacked my brother round the face. I wasnt there, but I came in the room when my brother yelled, and for ages after there was a huge bruise on his face.

Anyway! My bro moved in with our dad shortly after that.

My dad was homeless at the time, and was scrounging money to stay in b&bs. When my bro came to live with him, his girlfriend (who lives in a city that's really far away from mine) said they could stay with her. So they moved in. But this meant that my brother couldnt go to school and he eventually lost his place.

Hes still at my dads, and hast been to school since last september.

I'm really worried because he's supposed to be in yr 9, and starting his gcses this year.

I dont want him to miss out on the qualifications or miss all the learning and be a hobo for the rest of his life. Especially since he's extremely intelligent...well above average...

Basically, my brother and dad moved back to our city where they're staying with my nan.

My dad wont put my brother back in school because mine and my brothers (old) school is the only half decent one in the city. My dad thinks that he can get my brother a place at my school again (even though they kicked him out for bad attendance).

So my dad wont get him back into school because aparently if he's in a new school then he wont have any chance of being accepted back into mine.

It's been a few months since they moved back to the city and my dad hasnt even applied my brother for my school and is refusing to until he has a house for my brother.

I really want to get him back into school soon but I dnt know how?

He wont come to live with me, my mum, and step dad, because of the whole abuse thing...which I think is a perfectly good reason not to want to to be honest.

My mum tried to force him home, but he ran away back to my dad.

How can I get him back into school?

Should I tell a teacher at my school? Will they be able to get him back in at my school?

my mum called social services and they went to my dads to see, but he lied and said he was home schooling my brother and so they left. They came back again though, and this time he was violent and abusive towards them. So they left again....idiots.

So how can I get him back into school before he misses all his exams and its too late? Please help...I dont want him to **** up the rest of his life because of this.... :/

My mum and dad got divorced when I was four and my brother (lets call him Tom) was 2.

Now I'm 15 and Tom's 13.

My mum got remarried 6 years ago, to a guy she'd known for a year before that.

He seemed like a real nice guy at first.

Basically, Tom used to get into trouble at school because he has a really bad temper, and whenever he would get in trouble, my 'step dad' (lets call him Ben) would always yell at him and punish him, which I thought was unfair because he aint our dad so why should he? And my mum used to let him.

The more he yelled at Tom, the more Tom started to hate him. And so Tom's behaviour at school got worse, and whenever ben yelled at him, he would yell back and get into huge arguements with him. They'd be yelling for ages. Any time, whether it be 9 in the morning or 11 at night, they'd yell the place down. Ben would always threaten Tom, and once he grabbed his arm and twisted it behind his back and he would always swear at us both when I tried to defend my brother. ben would always threaten our dad (who he's always hated) and said he was going to kill him, and at one point it was suspected that he sent some guys to stab my dad.

Last year, things got really bad as Tom got excluded from our school.

Ben got really mad and threatened Tom a number of times, saying he would throw him out the window. And that he would punch him and hurt him. My mum was at work till 5, so the time between 3.15 (when school finishes) and half 5, we were home alone with Ben. So ben had been yelling and swearing at us, and threatening to hurt our dad, and to hurt Tom. The yelling quietened down, and we all went our separate ways so I went to watch tv downstairs while Tom went to his room and Ben to his and my mums room.

My mum got back from work at half five and a few minutes later the yelling started again. Tom was crying and yelling, mad that Ben was lying to get him into more ****, and Ben was yelling the place down, exageratting everything Tom had ever done wrong to make him look bad. This went on for over an hour with my mum barely getting a word in, as I decided to stay out of it and keep watching tv.

After about an hour, the yelling stopped and all I could hear was uncontrollable sobbing and then a door slam. And then the shouting started again. So I went upstairs to check it out to find Tom with a red mark forming across his cheek, and crying his eyes out and screaming at Ben that it was child abuse and he was going to call the police.

My mum kept telling him not to be so silly.

And Ben kept on yelling at Tom, saying he deserved it, and that he only 'tapped' him. Oh yeah, that's why it left a damn mark.

Anyway, the next day at school, my friend asked me what was on Toms face. At first I was confused but then I realised he had a giant RED and I mean a horrible bruised red sploge on his cheek. I just shook her question off. But after school Tom went to my dads and my dad called the police on ben.

I decided to go home early. And while Tom was still at our dads, the police came round and arrested Ben for questioning. They went to the station, but i had to stay home. About 6 hours later, Ben got back, swearing the place down. The police came back too, and APPOLOGISED to my mum and Ben for the inconvenience. INCONVENIENCE MY ***!

It turns out that where my dad has a criminal record and has issues with the police round our area (who have arrested him on many occasions) they chose ignore the fact that my brother had a huge bruise on his face and said that there was no evidence.

And to make it worse you know what they said?

THEY SAID IT WAS TOMS FAULT! And that he should be severly punished and that they didnt blame Ben for what he did?

This isnt right? How is that justice?

Was it child abuse? It left a mark, and an emotional scar. Tom had to move in with my dad because he was so scared of Ben. it's affected me too. I hate ben and I hate the police and I hate my mum for not standing up for my brother. And I'm scared too.

And was it my fault? If I'd been there to witness it, instead of being a pu*sy and watching tele, then maybe the police would have believed Tom. I have a better school record, and my mum actually trusts me. So maybe if I had been the one to call the police instead of my dad, they would have actually listened and done something about it.......................