I don't usually make accounts on forums but I felt the need to since I can't get an answer anywhere I look.

I'm 21, female (if that helps) and I'm looking for some opinions on what I may have and if seeing a doctor will actually help me at all.

I have for many years suffered with anxiety and depression and I go to counciling for it. One problem I can't seem to put my finger on is my anger. It isn't a new occurrence, it has been this way for years but seems to be getting worse by the day.

Today I was washing the dishes and one slipped on of my hands and I swore a lot and I tensed my hands really wanting to smash it (but didn't luckily). Earlier today I was doing my eyeliner and it smudged and I once again started swearing and shouting death threats to my makeup (like it's going to hear me -_-')

I'm really not sure why this is but I'm starting to realise it really isn't normal as I'm literally destroying things and almost hurting myself in the process.

Any opinions would be appreciated, thank you

Hi everyone

This is my first ever post. Today i have finally accepted that i am a gambling addict and need to stop. I dont have any friends to talk too nor will i speak to my family regarding the issue, mostly because am embarrassed and ashamed, to be honest they are not the most sympathetic and understanding so its just not an option.

I started gambling from the age of 8 believe it or not starting with 10p machines in the arcades, £2-3 football bets in the weekend with the help of my dad and not really affecting me at the time. As the years went on i got myself a fake ID for online betting were the small betting with a thing
of the past but when i got my first job at 18 things got out of control very quickly. 80% of the wages were spent on the one day (paid fortnightly) on the FOBTS alone trying to chase the losses.

Over the 6 years i took out payday loans, student loans, credit cards, sold belongings, you name it just to feed the habit and i can safely say i destroyed my chance at education because nothing else mattered. I am currently in 10k debt and as you can imaging it being soul destroying slowly paying it back.

Not creating excuses for myself on the silly idiotic things that ive done but there is a lot more to the story than meets the eye. Gambling has been destroying my life for years but i believe gambling had played a part on saved my life also at one point. After my parents split up, moved 300 miles away with my mum and couldn't truly accept it, couldn't make friends, bullied at school, alcoholic stepdad very abusive mentally and physically. So yes gambling made me feel alive for a short period of time. I know that sounds silly but it was the only thing that was keeping me going.

Am so sorry for rambling on there but i appreciate you taking the time to read this and appreciate any advice. Thank you!

For as long as I can remember, (ever since I was little) I have had severe emotional issues, depression, and anxiety. I had been put into CBT (cognitive behavioral therapy) throughout middle school to try and help me cope with my issues. But everything seemed to just get worse after I left middle school and was no longer in CBT. Now, at 21, my anxiety and depression have gotten increasingly worse. I am in constant despair because of the fact that my mother is going to pass someday. She has survived two heart attacks and that makes me happy. But as I start to become more independent, or seemingly try to, I think about the fact that I am not there for her and it hurts me very badly. I am currently living with my significant other, and although I love him very much. I feel as though I am a leech and burden to him and my family. I am going to be getting a job soon, and since I do not drive I will be going back home. Which is good but now I am crying every night because of the distance from my significant others home and my old house/work place. I am not able to drive and it is tearing me apart that I can not get myself to finally get ahead and move forward. My anxiety has been peaking more and more each day. And I do not know what to do. I feel alone. And I don't know how to express how I feel to either my family or him.

This family member is a teenager. They spend 24/7 alone in their bedroom with the curtains drawn. The only time they go outside is when I force them to come with me to the supermarket. Of course, this isn't that uncommon for teenagers nowadays, but this person spends their time looking at corpses online, makes very dark jokes, claims they are bored all the time (to which I say that is because they do nothing outside), often contemplates dying because 'everyone is so boring and mundane it's almost pitiful', and they've stabbed themselves in the leg with a shard of glass they broke because they were 'bored and like blood'.
They've been to multiple therapists, but they claim they only agreed to go is so school would allow them to have terrible attendance without repercussions. The therapist suspected anxiety and depression (although when we spoke about it, this family member laughed). When I asked them how it went, they'd shrug and tell me something along the lines of 'it served its purpose. The school won't annoy us for now'. I'm not sure what they speak about during therapy sessions, but when I asked for a reason it isn't working for them, they told me '[the therapist] doesn't ask the right questions', though I'm sure even if they did, this family member would be very reluctant to tell the truth. They say telling people how they feel makes them feel 'emptier than normal'.
I'm at my wit's end. I don't think even they know what's going through their head really. They have this very sick and negative outlook on the world and on life. They're so fascinated by life and death and question every little thing.
There was a point they even had prepared to end their life (it's like they've forgotten about this). When asked why they were suicidal, they didn’t know. They treated it like it was just something to do since there wasn’t much else to do. As much as I love them, I don’t think they’re ‘normal’ (for lack of a better word). They experience blackouts and once found themselves lying down in the middle of the road and also stepping out into the middle of traffic (resulting in a very angry van driver who had to swerve out the way) without control as a result. I know teenagers are complicated, but I think this goes beyond that. And I asked them if they thought this too, but my reply was ‘everyone wants to think they’re special. We’re all the same’. While it’s a depressing idea to me, they don’t see it as sad—there’s no emotion behind it, like they already believe it’s a fact.
I'm so worried. They used to be so bright and sociable and had hobbies. My apolagies for spelling errors; as you can expect, I'm very emotional right now.

I'm in a long distance relationship for 8 months but we've known each other for 3 years. Recently my BF told me that he is confused about the relationship and he's not sure he wants to be in one. Everything was going very well. I would go visit him and he'd visit me. We talked everyday, texted all the time & Skype. He'd tell me he loved me all the time & that he missed me (when we were apart). Memorial Day weekend we went camping with friends of his and we had a good time. I came home and about 3 weeks after he went MIA. He was distant. Out of the blue on Wednesday he tells me he's not sure he wants a relationship or be in one. He still wants to talk. I started searching anxiety online and found there's a thing called relationship anxiety. He does suffer from anxiety. When I read the symptoms of this type of anxiety it fit him perfectly. My question is how do I handle the situation, how can I help him? Or should I let him be so he can decide wether or not he does want to be with me. I love this guy to death so I'm crushed about this. It's hard to let go.