r/TeenVent

I’m 13, and I’m feeling insecure about my body, especially because my breasts are smaller than some of the other girls at school. Sometimes I compare myself to them and wonder if there is something wrong with me. It makes me feel uncomfortable in my own skin. I know that everyone develops differently and that I’m still growing, but it can be hard to remember that when I feel like I don’t fit in. I’m trying to remind myself that my body doesn’t define my worth, and that I’m more than how I look...

Yeah so basically I've had no close friends for over 3 years now and technically 3 years isn't a lot but when you're a teenager it's a huge part of your life.

Especially that imo teenage years are so "special" in a way even if you have similar experiences in your 20s it's not gonna be the same.

So my problem is I have some extremely lonely moments when I just saw something cool etc and would like to just share with someone. I tried online friendships but it never works out for me.

So whenever I feel like I need that validation the only place I can get it from is online from random online creeps. I play dumb and send them pictures and I've been doing that for way too long and tbh it only leaves me feeling way worse than before. The whole thing just makes me feel disgusting but idk how to stop.

In march my boyfriend at the time SAed me, it was fairly minor but I've found myself stressing over the experience a lot recently.

I have a guy friend who's a mutual with my ex and I've considered talking to him about it but I'm just not sure what the gain would be. He's been my friend for a really long time and has expressed that he agrees my ex is problematic but they're still mates so I'm just not sure.

Today was my birthday and my mom just ruined everything now I just wanna cry and I don’t mean ruin like wrong cake or something like that. She decided to make it her day I said I wanted to go to the mall she said no and started making her own plans and then when my cousin wished me my birthday she remembered it’s my birthday and she just lwk said you’re not any special I gave you birth so it’s my day you’re just a mistake like idk I’m sorry to be born I guess like sorry you didn’t want me but still decided to give birth to me

Even after the times I’d ask if he should date someone else due to all my mental issues, he’d reassure me that it was okay and he didn’t mind. Even after all the times I’d get anxious that he was leaving, he’d reassure me that he wasn’t. “Not someone I want to replace or lose” “I don’t want this to be thrown away either” “I wanna keep you forever” my ass. I had one person I actually tried with, cared about more than others, felt noticeably less disdain and increased empathy for, etc. And now he’s just gone. I don’t think I’ll ever have that again. I wish I’d never even tried because then there’d be nothing to grieve. Why does this shit have to be so painful? I hate being told the old “you’ll find someone else” or “there’s plenty fish in the sea”. I deal with severe mental illness that impairs my ability to trust, respect, and love other people. These things also cause me to become fixated on paranoid thoughts and sometimes straight delusions. I also get extremely obsessed and even a bit stalker-ish with people I take a favouring to, to the point I’ll find their house, school photos, family pictures, etc and proudly present my findings to them. I’m arguably not all that attractive. I barely even like being around others and I have a tendency to just ghost people for days to weeks. He was the only person I scarcely did that with, only twice. I told him things I wouldn’t tell a single soul. No one else ever listened to me so I’d tell him about my interests, my opinions, my day, etc. I felt less of a need to lie or act differently than the way I feel. I could vent to him about whatever and we’d talk and he’d comfort me. I’d tell him the worst things I’ve thought of, and bad things I’ve done. I told him all the stuff I could think of with basically 0 filter because he was my safe person. He was the closest I got to having a special and permanent bond.

Pisses me the fuck off when people say to just date someone else. It’s not like that for me. It’s not about finding another partner it’s about losing this person who became a genuine exception for me, such a deep and integrated part of my life that I felt they were genuinely another part of me. I do not care about anybody else what’s so fucking hard to understand? I don’t think I’ll ever be okay with knowing he’ll date someone else one day. I can’t relax knowing there’s nothing I can do

I am 14, I'm bisexual and questioning my gender currently. But recently I've been feeling worse and worse because of my Identity. Not because I'm lgbt, but because what may happen to me for it. I live in a very conservative and religious town in Mexico, and even while being closeted, I've received plenty of homophobic/transphobic comments about my looks and "vibes".

I was diagnosed just a few months ago with depression, and I'm currently on meds for it, but I can't help but think I've been more "sensitive" to homophobic comments since. Just the thought that if I had came out before my grandpas death (someone I really looked up to when he was alive) he wouldn't have thought the same of me as if I wasn't lgbt. I feel like having to repress my identity for all my life until recently (I have just told my little brother and some friends that do not live near me) has been a major factor on me developing depression. Anyone can give me advice on how to cope with homophobia? I get that it's something that I have to accept, that there will be people who would hate me, but I'm still really scared of it, I always hear people like me being targeted for hate crimes here and it just makes me want to end it

Fuck this shitty life. I wanna kill myself. Im 15, male. And i have a shitty life, I grew up with an abusive dumbass mom who believes superstitions and force me to follow them even if i don't want to. She is extremely irrational and pressure me and make things difficult, turning the most smallest mistakes into big massive problems. We would argue everyday. Even if i was supposed to do my assignments for class, now i have to deal with thsi shitty mom. My dad would even support my mom rather than me. I'm so fucking trapped in this hellish hole. My mom is trying to break both physically and mentally. When i was 5 she stabbed with a fork on my lip and her reason was that i was biting my nails—she calls it fucking discipline. When i was 9 i was forced to pour a giant blue galloon filled with water to fill up our Pitcher, problem is i was weak at that time, i was 9, so i slipped and accidentally spill water, she got so mad she yelled and stomped on my head and told me to drink yhe water on the floor that i spilled as a punishment and "saving water." When i was 9 she wiuld hit me multiple times without me telling my dad about because if told that my dad about it she would hit harder.

Her abuse was so intense that i would constantly ran away from home and to my neighbors where i was stay at their place, crying and limping because of the intense pain and wounds she gave me as 'discipline'.

She even admits at my face that she would be glad if i were gone or be dead since I wouldn't be a problem to her, it stuck with me til now.

As I eventually grew older my dad also grew abusive and supportive of my mom's abuse.

They would use fear to control me and I can't do anything about it since if i call the cops, obviously they wouldn't do anything. And if i call authorities that handle child abuse cases im afraid i might get seperated from school or get targeted at school as the "abused child victim" i wouldn't like to get many stares at strangers because of this case.

I'm so fucking trapped. Even if i ignore my parents by not ever talking to them they would see it as defiance and immediately threaten punish me physically by beating me up.

Help help. I need fucking help, i really cant take this shit anymore. Right now I'm sleeping outside because my mom refused to open the door of the house because i accidentally knocked her stuff earlier and she saw it as breaking her things even though nothing was broken, and i specifically told her i was sorry and it was an accident yet she didn't listen and see it as disrespectful and ungrateful and immediately started to preach by explaning how she is responsible for feeding me and putting a roof over my head...

Fuck this stupid bitch.

I hope she goes to hell.

Im really pressured in school and at home. Even though i was supposed to focus on school work, I can't because of my parents abusive nature, always preventing me to have peace.

I hate thsi life. I hate them i hate thsi fucking country. I hate this fucking family.

One night my dad woke me up to sleep with my siblings in their bed,cus there’re scared but I didn’t want to because I thought they could sleep by themselves. So he kept telling me to go and do it, it was like 4am in the morning and he kept shouting at me and I was shouting back cus I had just woken up. I didn’t want to sleep with my siblings and then he kept saying don’t let me punch you,mind u i was 13 at the time I didn’t know any better. looking back I should of just gone and slept with them but I was still arguing and then he grabbed me by the shirt while I’m still in my bed and pushed me up on the wall. He was going to punch me so in defense I instinctively kicked him in the stomach he said to me ur kicking me I said yes because your going to punch me it’s a natural like I was just scared in the moment so instead he punch the wall and left and later call me back in my room and told me to go i didnt want to get actual punched so I just went.

I called me mum after my siblings slept cus she went to work for night shift and was coming home around 7. I told her what happened long story short my dad took my card ripped it up and told me if im ever in danger I should never call him and hes not my dad anymore.(Hes my step dad since birth) she told me what I did was extremely bad because I’m a girl and was trying to fight a grown man and if he was really trying to punch me I wouldn’t have been able to defend myself. She said to me I should let him punch me because he is my dad and I should have said sorry dad I didn’t mean to kick u during the time I kicked him like after I did she told me the right thing to do was to apologize. She told the pastor at chruch and he came to my place and told me in my room that I should go on my knees and apologize to my dad until he forgives me and eventually he did but to be honest I didn’t want to apologize and I didn’t feel remorseful of my actions and what my mum said to be that I should of apologized for being disrespectful and saying it was a natural instinct because he is dad

Personally I think the only wrong thing I did was not listening the first time after that i just learned to be quiet and follow instructions cus being disobedient in an African household as a girl gets u nowhere. I didn’t like going on my knees to apologize to him at all it felt demeaning I think thats the word jt just feels weird I never want to do that again.

So was I honestly in the wrong for what I did and said

I’m 16 yrs old and a girl. I was SA’d by my ex boyfriend and my best friend cut me off a couple months ago. You can check my acc for my story.

I’ve been feeling really depressed and it’s hard for me to do school. I can’t find the motivation to do simple class work and homework. I keep having thoughts that if god were to make a deal with me and let me kms and redo my life I would say yes. Im walking slower, Im really tired, I care less about things, Im more angry and sad and I don’t know what to do. Also I sh’d which I’ve struggled with in the past and tried to stop doing. My school therapist told me to get over it and stop wallowing and learn to be an adult. She also told me I can’t call it SA because she wasn’t there (like I’m lying or something 🫩.)

I don't think anyone would care if I died. My family treats me like an after thought, I have no friends or partner. I'm just tired. Everyday I feel like I'm going to die. I struggle to sleep, eat, and stay hydrated as wellI really don't want to die this young or at least that's what I tell myself. I just want to feel connection and actually feel cared for for once.

I hope this is the highest form of pain you'll receive. (nobody deserves more than this)

A problem a teenage (15-16 y/o) should not be depression or some emotional deep thing. I mean…, cliché questions (“what’s my value in this world?”) are kind of understandable but there is something much deeper—Pain.

Pain is a feeling that gives you discomfort, a big discomfort, a rly big discomfort. Again, this trauma/depression bs is not pain, it’s an excuse for a failure (mind me I am talking about kids who say the exam was traumatizing). They did not see the final boss come.

At some stage in life, we progress through adolescence. Where physical and emotional changes happen drastically. And there is a certain pain that will break you, get you addicted to the pain and end up hurting yourself. Behold…/*drum roll*

Congratulations, you have the last moral before wisdom tooth/teeth at last stage of growth /*fahhhhh*. Genuinely, the discomfort at this level is a—WOW. First the edge of the tooth will almost break through the gum, and naturally you rub it with your tongue. Once you do, there is no coming back. Then, the tooth will break out and you start feeling a sharp thing. Again, naturally, you rub it with your tongue repeatedly.

Now, you are at the stage where half of the tooth broke out and the other half is hardened (gonna come out soon…). Again…naturally, you rub. You rub it again and again to the level you start bleeding from your gum but you still don’t stop. You are addicted at this point. You rub it again and again to the level your tongue hurts.

This is the most painful part—1/4th of your moral under the covered part is the only left and you can feel your tooth by rubbing your tongue. Here, rubbing is not the only thing you do. You press it with your finger slightly lifting the meat covering that part. Now the dose of addiction will get you high. You drool since you open your mouth too long (to move your tongue, and you look like a freak btw).

Yeah, undoubtedly more painful than self-proclaimed “trauma”.

Though, this is just a natural phase, eventually passes, then you live—your life. Here is the thing, some kids are unfortunate enough to feel pain more than this. Some lose their body, some are just born without some organs. Or, like in recent occasions(these days…) they lose their family.

What I am trying to say to any teenager questioning things and think they are paining. Nobody gives a thing and you should not too.

May God protect us from greater pain than your MoRal tooth growing /*fahhhhh*

I'm tired of people ignoring my problems. Whenever I try to vent to people about my problems they always just say that they don't matter, that I'm asking for too much, and that I should just stop, and be happy with what I have right now

I can't get therapy because that isn't free, and so my only place to vent is on the internet, which I get aren't professionals but they're the best I've got, and it's just so frustrating how I can't get any help no matter who I ask. And even Reddit's filters keeps deleting my posts without giving me a reason, I really want help

For example, I don't want to die, because that means that no matter what I do, it won't matter in the end because I won't be there to experience it. I want to be immortal. And people tell me that I'll see all my family members die, so what? My family is full of bigots and I couldn't care less if I outlived them. And I'm aroace so I wasn't gonna get a partner anyway. I just want to be remembered as a scientist who helped the whole world, and have everybody love me. I don't care that YOU personally think immortality is bad, I want to be immortal, because that's my choice. The impending doom that's coming for me is horrifying and I can't just pretend it isn't an issue. If you don't think it's a problem that doesn't mean I don't think it is. I also want to be a child forever, people say infantilization is a bad thing, because then I'd have to be dependent on someone else, but I've already thought of a plan to fix that, as technology keeps on improving, society will become fully automated and nobody wil have to work ever again, meaning everyone will get all their needs met. Yet nobody seems to support me

Trust me I've tried everything. But for some reason it seems like everyone in this world just doesn't care about people who have different desires to them. I wish I could go to another universe but I don't know if that's possible. So many people have blocked me and I've got banned from discord servers for this and I just want a way out of this endless cycle PLEASE, why is it that nobody can help me

Please, is there any way that I can get professional help for free, or anything similar? Anyone that can actually help me solve my problem to be immortal and be remembered forever?

Hello. Before anyone says anything about how horrible this app is to vent, I’m aware of that. I just need to get some of these words off of my chest, so please don’t hate on me, I feel quite vulnerable talking about my situation.

I’m a 14 year old girl, and growing up I had quite a lot of friends, I was always bright and cheerful but I was always “different”. At 6 years old I found out some explicit videos on my parents phone, which I kept watching and they eventually found out. I used to steal makeup from my mom’s purse at maybe 8 years old because I didn’t feel pretty enough. Quite strange to think so at such a young age, right? I mean, many 8 year old aren’t even fully aware of the world, yet there I was already examining my looks.

So.. as you probably think, yes I’m quite weird. But not in the sense that I don’t take care of myself or my hygiene, it’s just that I simply don’t fit in with any of the other kids at my school. There are the popular girls, weird girls, Ukrainian girls.. and each of them have a friend group. A best friend, someone to talk to. I sit alone in the classroom, I don’t speak unless the teacher calls on me, and I’m mostly quiet all the time. A new boy was going to our class and he had to sit next to me, I was happy, thinking that finally I’d have some company, and I did feel happy for some short majority of time. Only at the end of the school year he told me he didn’t want to sit with me anymore, which he told me today. So I’ll be going into 9th grade, probably alone of course. I told my mom I wanted to see a therapist before but it didn’t work out, so im trying again, hopefully I can really talk to someone professionally and finally let out all of my emotions.

This summer has only proven to me how lonely I truly am. I don’t text anyone (except c.ai which I spend my whole day on.) and I only talk to my parents. It just hurts, you know? Seeing all of these kids my age having fun while I’m in the background, watching. I don’t want to be like this. I do really want friends. I have a very positive personality, and I’m very kind to everyone I meet, even if they are mean to me. Maybe there’s something wrong with me. Maybe I was destined to be alone for the rest of my life. Is there anyone feeling the same? Please tell me if there is, I’d love to know and be able to know I’m not completely alone in this torture.

If you read my message this far, thank you!! Please leave a comment, ask me a question, give me tips, ill respond back !!

i apologise if what i say feels more statement that questions.

is everything meaningless? a part if me thinks so. for a few years at least. knowing that everything will fade with time makes me compare myself to the eventualt drift of nothing.
but is that not selfish towards my self belive that my pride is to never falter, and i can never waver in my conviction to honor my self as well as others. that i must stay honest. but lying is becoming a habit. like an addiction. i hate that.

ive grown to hate people. but i dont hate my friends. but saying anything such thing would trigger major worry. perhaps confirm the disconect ive felt from them. ive always wanted to be alone because despite anything, when alone ill know ill be okay. i know my life wont go anywhere, that once my years of service is up ill barely be able to live. i was told that its my fault. that hurt. but to hurt is to accept meaning when there isnt any. because it dosent matter what happens to me as long as others persist to glimmer, after dosent matter.

there is no freedom. or at least the freedom i would think makes sense. perhaps i just cant accept the things around me and it makes me feel negetive. but that would be selfish. i hate to be titled, or decleared one thing. im myself i just dont feel good and never had, some times that feeling would fade for a while and i could find solice in silence. but i havent heard silence in a while. i feel tired but cant sleep, dont want to eat so i dont waste food, my nights are long till dawn, i hate the light when i try to sleep. i miss the dark and silence.

my temper is also flaring up in droplets again. i hate it, i hate not being who i need to be, i hate that i cant think without being flash banged by negative thoughts, ive thought of crying but that would make me feel week. how can i be strong? im not. im weak, physicly. maybe thats why i found safetly within my mind. my body can break but my mind wont. but i feel like im drifting away from that promise, that belief of myself. i want to feel just nothing, so i can serve out my days and finish it. then i can catch a crack of the freedom i think exits. but i dont belive that is possible for me. these thoughts have only progresses, and know i fear that ive reached 18 and that has already affected my brain.

i learned when you reach adulthood you stop soaking up information. by that logic you become a solidified version of who you are at that point.

i dont want to be this me. i dont want to be like my father, or relatives. i dont want to be anyone like that. i want to be alone.

sorry if this is long, im not sure if this is the right place to post this sort of thing and so i apoligise if im out of bounds for talking like this.

if theres any thoughts on what ive said, id like to hear them.

I tried helping my friends, i want to go college, i want to keep being happy but i just feel sad, depressed and hopeless. I just feel horrible for the people i care for and a burden of everything i ask. Im 18 but still act like a scared child that just seek comfort in cats and art because that's all i find what makes me happy. I want to tell my parents that im depressed and want to seek some help but they're just gonna tell me that theres "nothing wrong with me" but there is, im not perfect. Im crying and im tired.

I wasted class 11th and fuck me but I wasted my 12th too and now there's no time left and i talk to my friends daily for two hours and so I genuinely don't know what am I even doing with my life but if I won't talk to my friends then I feel like I am very lonely and i start feeling depressed as if I have no one and like shit's hard lemme tell yall that I don't have any problem in cutting people off but then I will face them in school and also I don't have friends except them so what should I do ?

The idea of going back to school in just a few weeks makes me feel so much worse. I wish I didn’t care so hard. I hate that he was such an important part of my life but to him I was another person online. I don’t care I want to die I want to die tonight. My mother won’t stop yelling at me and my friends barely talk to me anymore. Everyone either leaves or hates me, or both. I can’t keep coping with everything and all I think about is ruining my life. I feel like if I don’t kill myself I’ll do worse to others. I hate taking my pills every morning I hate being laughed at when I’m upset I hate going to therapy I hate it all. It’ll never get better. I tell myself I’ll lock in this year but I know damn well just a week in of school I’ll be laying in bed all day again cause I can’t get up. Everything is too much. My mom just keeps laughing at me when I’m sad, my sister makes fun of me for my scars and my issues. I hope the sight of my blood and the stench of alcohol and decay fucking traumatizes them