I get random bonkers in the middle of class and I feel like everyone can tell.

Last year, I fell in love with a guy who I thought liked me back, but I was wrong. Part of me wishes I could hate him, because that would mean I could move on with my life, but I can't get over him. I wish I could just feel okay, because no matter what I do or say, I am not okay, and I don't think I'll ever be.

To the person who posted about being being taken advantage of at 13: You are worthy. I know you don't believe me right now, but trust me when I say it because I can understand what you are feeling. I was 16... I was the girl who posted a while back about also doing stupid things afterwards to try and cope with the sexual violence I endured (and how people shouldn't judge others for what they've done in the past). I slept around a lot. I did a lot of drugs. I know what it feels like to lose all sense of worth and security. I know what it's like to endure the nightmares and be terrified to tell anyone. I'm here to tell you this though- it does get better. But, not without help. I sought counseling here at the college, and it helped a lot. When the man who would become my boyfriend and I first started to get close, I knew I would have to drag that skeleton out of closet. I knew how wonderful he was, and I didn't feel worthy of him and pushed him away at first. When it did finally come out, he was loving and compassionate. The past was the past as for the not-so-smart things I did, and he comforted me for the horrible things I had gone through. He loves me no less for what my past holds. If this man is amazing like you say, the outcome will similar. He will accept you. /You are worthy./ You are not what happened to you, and neither am I. I wish you luck, love (that also took me awhile to understand, but hang in there), and healing in the future. I know it doesn't seem like it, but it's possible, I promise.

What no one knows about me is that while I'm friendly, I have pretty bad social anxiety and an overactive guilt complex. My anxiety makes me hyper, which I channel by appearing outgoing, gregarious, and quirky. Sometimes I have good days, but on some days I just get overwhelmed and I can't breathe. I hate going to my friends about it because I feel guilty for taking up their time with my rambling. And light conversations are usually all I can handle. I love listening to others' problems and I feel grateful when people are willing to share themselves with me, but I can't seem to trust them with my own stories. When I daydream about boys or potential relationships, I fantasize about being able to let a person actually get to know me more than kissing in the rain and all that. It feels lonely and overwhelming to internalize everything and all I want is to be comforted without feeling bad.

I am sorry but that puppy guide dog in training is the most ill behaved training puppy I have seen. I feel like the vest is just being used to allow the dog in class. Training is serious and something that shouldn't be used for vanity.

I think that I am sexually attracted to my roommate. I don't know what I should do...

When I was 13 I was taken advantage of and now that I am here and starting to like a boy I don't feel worthy. I messed up a lot after I was taken advantage of and did stuff to make me feel anything and now looking back on it I wish I hadn't so that I could be worthy of this amazing guy..

I'm a simple man. All I want is someone to do an interpretive dance to the kings of Leon sing "sex is on fire" with me. There may be real flames involved.