YOU ARE NOT ALONE - A companion online community discussion board for The Mental Illness Happy Hour podcast with Paul Gilmartin

I’m afraid that I’m like my father—lazy, indecisive, and selfish.

I’m afraid that I’m like my mother—overly sensitive, invalidating, and a martyr.

Every time I hold a kitchen knife, I’m afraid that I will drop it and slice my toes off.

When I’m in the car, I’m afraid I will suddenly cut the wheel and crash into the guardrail, intentionally killing myself.

I’m afraid I will fall asleep while driving and accidentally injure/kill myself or someone else.

I’m afraid that I will go too far sexually because I feel like I “owe” someone.

I’m afraid that I will never have a good, healthy, intimate relationship with someone I click with, who I can see myself spending my life with.

I’m afraid that I will fall in love too young and miss out on big life experiences and the chance to experiment.

I’m afraid that I look stupid dancing.

I’m afraid I will never be self-sufficient.

I’m afraid that if I ever tell my mother how depressed I’ve been, she will blame herself for my brokenness.

I’m afraid that my grandmother will die and I will lose the only source of unconditional encouragement and validation in my life.

I’m afraid that I am lazy and will never achieve anything worthwhile.

My younger brother slacks off when it comes to school, and I’m afraid that he will squander his potential and end up in a job and life that he hates.

I’m afraid that my need for control will push people away.

Good list mouse! Thanks for sharing.

Wow, grammar mistakes. That's not going to drive me crazy at all...

We need an edit button.

There is an edit button, but it is invisible. It is just to the left of the red exclamation point.

You are my new favorite person, oak. I love you.

When I’m in the car, I’m afraid I will suddenly cut the wheel and crash into the guardrail, intentionally killing myself.

Yeah, I got this one. For a long time. Is that suicide... if you just make a split second decision?