How to seduce a girl? It will never work, the others are better than me

My ears are perking and it’s pissing me off

Hi Mourrison, I’m really pissed about having big ears and having them still. The boys curse my sail and sometimes they even laugh at me. Companions

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I envy my friend, is it wrong?

Hi Mourrison, I’m so ashamed, but I envy my friend that her parents are rich. It’s bad, isn’t it? Jane

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Why am I always nervous?

Hey Mourrison, don’t you know why I’m always nervous and irritated? I’m still just as nervous. Thanks for the reply Gaby.

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Why are there wars and people at war with each other?

Hi Mourrison, I wanted to ask you something, but I don’t know if you can answer me. Why are there wars in the world, why are people at war with each other? Why don’t they agree? freddy

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I’m afraid of entrance exams

Hi, I’m 14 and feel like I don’t give an entrance exam.

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I’m afraid of being a hypochondriac

Hi Mourrison, I’ve had a problem with quite a bit of hypochondria lately (not sure if I spelled it right), but to the point, I have a problem that I sometimes think I have HIV, multiple sclerosis, syphilis, I also think somehow I’ve had heroin and such and the acronym probably stresses me out because I’m into everything, like a lot of poisons, of alkaloids, drugs and such, lately I think I’ve been using THC and now I’m unemotional, I’ve had severe migraines lately and mostly only in the morning and during the day it’s better, but with THC it’s more complicated, I think I liked it because I was outside with my friends and we went around the village differently and we found somewhere in the thicket such a grow room, c t was autumn and actually everyone took a flower and a souvenir and I took the leaves and a friend gave it to me to drink I know that it dissolves in fat and there is no THC in the leaves (maybe a trace) and in fact a friend did it by making such a smoke with the pressure he developed on Friday because he twisted it and I drank it and at that moment I didn’t feel anything at all at that moment, not even effects as classic as hunger etc. I’m very stressed and feeling empty lately, I still think about it and I’m sick, although I actually know I couldn’t be sorry, I don’t like to write it, but I’m also very excited to admit it, and i haven’t in 1 month at all, my grades in school haven’t gotten worse, 1 sometimes 2, and that’s it. Please excuse my grammatical errors.

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I am 149cm tall and weigh 46kg

Hello Mourrison, I am 149cm tall and weigh 46kg. I’m not too fat, David

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I find my life uninteresting

Hi Mourrison, I have a lot that my life is nothing. The others have lots of friends, hobbies, they are always going somewhere, they can’t stop laughing, etc. I only have one girlfriend and I don’t really go to clubs. Dennis

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I need support

Hello Mourrison, I’m sorry to write here for the second time, but again I needed support and I found my last report not so honest and I missed a lot. I also apologize because I don’t know exactly how to organize my problems in my head, so it’s difficult for me to formulate them in an understandable way. So I’ll probably start with how I got to this post. I had a lot of friends on the internet, so in my “real” personal life, I had at most one good friend, because I spent most of my time with these virtual friends. But, this “lifestyle” could not be managed because these friends were not 10, not even 20, but sometimes around 200. It was never enough for me, I always felt alone, so I was always looking for new people. I started locking myself in my own room, you could say in my own world, and my parents took notice. Huge quarrels started, because I spent all my time with my friends on the Internet, I had no time for family, pets, school, or food and hygiene. I started being more aggressive towards my parents and this resulted in a situation where just staying in my room was extremely difficult. I just want to point out some of the worst situations during the quarrels with my parents, which then focused on my psyche. When my mother tried to kill her, twice in total, following our quarrels. Once she even fainted, several times she had an unbelievable crisis and the whole family collapsed before my eyes, it was something terrible and until now I go through a panic attack every time I think of this event. My dad also intentionally broke my phone when I was pretty addicted to it (because of my friends I had on it) and that night I literally begged my parents to take my life that I wouldn’t didn’t want to be here anymore, but I just made them a big theater. I’ve been waiting for psychologists, psychiatrists ever since, but no one was free yet. It wasn’t until last December that I finally checked into psychiatry and was diagnosed with anxiety depression. I received two pills, an antidepressant and a sleeping pill. I lost weight, my parents and I get along very well, the same with my older brother, but I only recently got rid of these friends who had a very bad influence on me. There were several reasons for this, one of which was that there were just too many for me and I wanted to focus on myself and school, but the main reason was that they weren’t good for my health. I caught unbelievable anxieties every time I just had to open my phone, so somehow I got worse. Another, for me the main reason, was clearly that, in a way, I was pretending to be someone that I was not. At that time, I was incredibly confused and was teased that people would prefer me as a boy. That’s why I cut my hair, changed my general appearance and started behaving, calling myself and even pretending to be a boy. I really regret it now because I already know it wasn’t and I was just confused. That’s why I cut them all out of my life, blocked them, without a word. I realize that was probably cowardly and wrong of me, which is why I feel so bad, but I had to do it. But the turning point came when my ex-friends started writing to my friends around me (with whom I go to school, for example) swearing to me a lot, how much they hate that I die and that I don’t deserves only the worst. I finally thought everything was better. I made a few friends, I have a better weight, but it still got me down. I feel bad, but on the one hand I can’t be surprised. I guess I’m a really bad person, so maybe I don’t have any friends anymore. I’m also upset that I don’t have a drop of confidence. I hate my hair, my eyes, my skin, everything. Every day I have the feeling that nobody loves me, that I am useless and that they hate me. But sometimes I have states where I think I’m loved by my family, my friends, but then I’m in a bad mood and nothing but a knife or a razor in my hand helps. I apologize for the long post, I just needed to finally confide in someone. I wish you a good end of the day.

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