yo, im Hana. im 27 y.o and i live in the midwest united states.

its been a couple years now that ive been diagnosed with HPV 16&18, aka the worst strains of HPV you can have and the leading cause of cervical cancer.

i have had 2 surgeries to remove precancerous cells and now it looks like im going to have another one because the precancer cells are still on my cervix.

recovery from a LEEP procedure (where they remove part of your cervix that is infected with the precancer) is awful and painful and stressful.

i have no caring women in my life to talk to about this, other than my fiancé’s mother.

the worst part is, the more times i have to have a cervical LEEP surgery, the more it puts me at risk of 2nd trimester miscarriages and painful menstrual periods. that is, if i dont need to get a hysterectomy at some point.

im 20-goddamn-7 and my fiancé has 2 kiddos but i wanted to have one myself. my own baby. and the chance might be taken away from me before i can even think about it.

recovering from the surgeries, as well as trying to keep my head on straight and make sure i’m managing my gastrointestinal issues as well (cuz i have an ulcer and esophagitis..)

its really fresh right now because every time they give me a pelvic exam, i cry. im sick of this, im sick of crying and hurting and trying to put on a brave face.

when i am so so scared of what the end result might be and meanwhile making sure my fiancé is okay cuz hes going through a depressive episode as well.

its a ton going on.

i have an appointment in a couple of hours with my OBGYN (hes wonderful!) about what our next steps are. im so nervous and i just want to stay in bed for the next week..

I’m 16. My father showed me where to buy lottery tickets, and I’ve been doing it two three times a week. Every time I have pocket money, I visit that donut shop on my way home and buy a ticket. I asked my parents to give me lottery tickets for Xmas, which surprised them, cause they thought I want to upgrade my PC… 😩 Sometimes I save the money given for my school lunch and buy tickets. My mother doesn’t know. My friend laughs at me, says it’s all scam and I’ll never win anything. I’ve won $10 last month, but I’ve spent much more on it. I’m afraid my interest in lottery may turn into an addiction

Uhm hello... I'm a 20year old female who recently discovered she has a trauma. Uhm okay on the day of my matriculation into college I and my friends like every other female went to get our nails and makeup done. On reaching the salon where we were supposed to get our makeup done, I received a call from my mum saying she was already in my school where the ceremony had already commenced. She said she came with my little sisters and my dad, mind you, I wasn't aware she was coming with any of them, if not I wouldn't have gone to the salon with my friends. My dad's a bit strict about makeup and all those accessories so I lied and told my mum I was not done preparing and that they should give me 20 minutes. After the call, I told the lady incharge to give me a simple and light makeup and she agreed. Halfway into the makeup my phone started ringing, it was a call from my dad. I picked it up and he yelled at me through the phone asking where I was, tensed as I was I lied again saying I was on my way before ending the call and telling the lady to round up the makeup which she did. I wore my dress and ran out taking a cab straight to school but traffic decided to hand me the short end of the stick. I was shaking in the car as my phone kept on ringing which I didn't pick up. Long story short I got to school after 30minutes or so only to meet my enraged parents and uncle glaring at me as I strolled in. No one told me my uncle was also coming. With a small smile etched on my face I got to where my parents sat only to receive a resounding slap from my dad but I kept the now crooked smile on my face as I noticed alot of people staring at me, a few of my male friends and course mate included. I greeted my uncle smiling as tears slid down my face. "You're a disappointment" my dad spat "I regret having you" he spat again and slowly the smile faded as hot tears were now streaming down my eyes lol. He immediately brought out his Handkerchief and began roughly wiping the makeup from my face. "Go and wash that rubbish off your face" he finally yelled sitting back down my family members watching In silence as I walked out to go wash my face. A few of my course mate followed me out as they helped wash the makeup off my face talk about an embarrassing but soothing effort. Anyway since then I can't attend any school ceremony. One time I was in a bus and I saw some high school students on their graduation gown smiling happily as the walked down the road and I started having an anxiety attack well it's gotten worse I can't even watch a movie where students attend prom or celebrate getting into college what should I do it's been 4 years already.

I can’t stop biting the skin off my fingers. I have no idea why! I’m also biting the insides of my cheeks and chewing on them. Sometimes they start bleeding a bit, it hurts. My skin is very dry and peels off in layers. I disfigured the skin on one of my fingers because of constant biting, it’s so dry it won’t grow properly anymore. I’m ashamed to go to the dentist, and my hands look ugly like old women's hands (I’m 16).

Mom signed me up for an appointment with a dermatologist. She said I had dermato- something and prescribed me expensive lotions and creams. She gave me small samples of both, and they have very intrusive smells, I don’t like it. I tried telling my dermatologist about it but she didn’t seem to register it. She kept saying I should stop damaging my skin immediately and that scars are hard to get rid of. I’m afraid I can’t stop. I need to rid my skin of all its imperfections, and these edges of peeled skin around my nails need to go. I can’t even do the nails now, I usually go to my mother’s friend, I can’t show her my fingers in their current state, all red and bitten near the nails. My dermatologist said I should visit a psychiatrist???