...And That Ends It

She and myself had an on and off relationship for nearly four years because we live in different cities 2 hours apart, but she still has a huge place in my heart. We ended things amicably, but both know we still really care about each other. Today, she tells me she got engaged to her boyfriend. I'm happy for her that she found someone, but at the same time I feel sad, because I still do really love her and was hoping maybe her and I would be together properly some day because I've never loved anyone more than her, but I guess I have to leave that dream aside and move on now. Congrats O. I wish you and your fiancé the best of life.

MY FANTASY

I like a guy
His name is Nick. He’s Russian.
He probably doesn’t like me.
I’m ugly.
I’m not skinny enough.
Not funny enough.
I’m lower than him
At least that’s how it feels whenever he talks to me.
I keep waiting for him to maybe look at me the way I look at him
But that won’t happen
Though I’m the same age as him, he is two years behind in school because he went to Russian school
I guess he and his friends must be on some other level
Because it’s like they all look at me with disgust
Except for that one day when he saw my sadness, saw through my layers of happy smiles makeup, and saw my depression. He asked if I was ok. Ofc I made a witty comment, after all that’s what he likes, how he speaks with his friends. I will never forget that day even though he just walked away. Because someone saw. Someone asked.
And it was him. The person I have a hopeless crush on.
The guy breaking my heart.

REGRET

I’ve always regretted not telling him how I actually felt when he asked for more. I’ve always regretted not daring to acknowledge his feelings when I know it is difficult for the both of us to open ourselves up and love. I’ve never told him that years before we met, I’ve already seen him in my dream; and the song that he always randomly sang was the one I used to sing to myself too. And I miss him terribly, but things will never work out for us now.

MEOW!

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in love

I’m in love with one of my closest friends. What a cliché. We’ve already dated two seperate times and I don’t want to be an annoying on again off again couple, but it seems that I desire him so much once I’m single- but his love bores me once we are in a relationship. I want to break it to him that I still love him but I’m sure he’d hate the idea of us being a thing again. Maybe I’m just desperate to love. Maybe I just need someone to hug and reassure myself I am loved. Everything’s confusing. I need to scream it out.

...And That Ends It

She and myself had an on and off relationship for nearly four years because we live in different cities 2 hours apart, but she still has a huge place in my heart. We ended things amicably, but both know we still really care about each other. Today, she tells me she got engaged to her boyfriend. I'm happy for her that she found someone, but at the same time I feel sad, because I still do really love her and was hoping maybe her and I would be together properly some day because I've never loved anyone more than her, but I guess I have to leave that dream aside and move on now. Congrats O. I wish you and your fiancé the best of life.

Need

I want someone to talk to. Like an anonymous online friend. I’m a high school girl with a endless (and sometimes perverted) imagination. I want to ask you about anything and get blunt honesty. I dont want your name of your adress I just wanna feel free. Comment please?

Lost

Last Tuesday was my Grandmom’s birthday.
I didn’t call her because I was lazy.
She died on Saturday.

THE TRUTH

Once you become a mom there is no turning back. I can’t help but feel I shouldn’t have become a mom. I love my child, he needs me and I do my best everyday to take care of him. I am miserable and the only thing I look forward to is the hope that one day I won’t have to take care of another human being. By the time that happens I’ll be old and helpless and needing to depend on others to take care of me

simply confess

I’ve known for awhile that I was upper-middle class; that me and my family were doing better than most in terms of income and lifestyle. But that I read a story that claimed that, with my income, I would actually be considered just upper class, not upper-middle.
I found that very hard to believe, since I have to maintain what I consider a frugal lifestyle in order to pay the bills. No vacations to Hawaii or sports cars for me. No pool, housekeepers, lawn guys. So how can I be upper class?
So I checked it out, and sure enough, according to every online calculator I can find, I am in the top 8% of income earners in the USA. Anything above the top 15% is considered “upper class”.
And, if you compare to the entire world, I am in the top .1%.
I know this sounds horribly arrogant, but this is my confession: I don’t see how other families do it. I mean, I have three kids, and I feel like I’m barely supplying them with a descent upbringing. I have nothing but respect for families who raise a child on less than $150,000 per year.

I Wish I Didn't Leave My Old Job

 I should have stayed at my previous job. I liked everything about it, but the pay wasn't enough for me to support myself long term. Now I'm constantly thinking about my old job and my old city and how much I miss it. Had I known that, I'd have sucked it up and stayed at the old job.

What I Do When On The Street

Most times I pretend I'm talking on phone while on the street when I'm really just talking to myself. It helps me avoid being approached by strangers and I can laugh to myself without sounding like a psycho.

SLEEP

Sometimes I’ll wake up in the middle of a nice sleep to find that I have been holding one of my arms straight up in the air

I Steal From My Job

I work in a big store in Lagos and I steal  everyday. When I need things I'll steal things like tooth paste and such. I don't even need to most of the time it's just become a sort of routine. I'm not entirely sure how I haven't been caught

Food

I always have to tap my elbow on the table before I take a bite of food. If I don’t, I can’t put the food in my mouth.

Another New Day

Do you remember the day all you had to do was go outside and play with nothing to worry about? When you didn't care what anyone thought of you? Yeah me too.

Friend zone ….

I’m a Netizen … and I’m always online 24/7. Then, one night, My friend dare me to gain 300 friends only from Egypt in just one day. I totally agreed to her and I’d started searching friends from Egypt. Until I add a guy who caused so much pain on me.
It’s my habit to check my fb and email account after going to school. Then, I just saw in my inbox that he messaged me (I can’t say his name) he just say “hi, where are you from?” something like that, then I saw him online so, I replied him, answering his questions and we continued chatting for about how many months. But it comes the time that I just found myself that I’m falling inlove with him. One night, while we are chatting, he asked me if I had a boyfriend. I told him “NBSB” or No Boyfriend Since Birth, but I have a deep crush on someone. He asked me who’s that lucky guy and I just answered, “the one whom I’m talking right now”. He was surprised with my answer but I surprised more when he said “I also had a feelings for you” (I don’t know what would I feel that night whether I will be happy or will be hurt caused I just found out that he had a girlfriend, and what’s worst? His girlfriend was an “ITGirl” or the one who is good at all aspects of life. I’m not that type of a girl who got envy with any other pretty girl I see but she made me very envious and jealous because she had everything eventhough the dream guy of mine.) after that, I’m trying to avoid him because I don’t want to destroy their relationship and I don’t want to be their reason of breaking-up. But I can’t avoid him because It’s not that easy … So when we chatted again, I told him if we can be Best Friends because he’s only the one who always help me if I have a problem and I just do the same to him.. He totally agreed and so, we became Best friends that day but not until now ..
It’s just very hard to accept that your’e just in a FRIENDZONE …

Badly love with one girl

hii..This is shubham. i am here to confess and want to sort out my problem.i live in bhagalpur,india .IN mid december 2009 I met a a girl who lives in bangalore and she came bhagalpur in grandfather house where i fall in love. slowly i and she started talking and all..in phone…We used to write i love you..but she never commited thai she loves with me..Days goes on and i went outside for further studies and she also become busy..and now she becomes so busy that she wanna dont talk to me…we were not met till now after 2009 i become very frustrated…and i could not forget also though i wanna to forget het…because is hampering my studies ..but i always feel that someday she will come .i dont know what to do..i need a solution…

my love for u is real,,,,

my life is blissed…i found a man for me…
when he look at me..i feel melting like an ice cream..
i see his eyes telling me the real meaning of love…
LOVE means a lot for me..
it moves in mysterious ways..when love appears over the horizon..
i Love you…its always so surprising..
From the rest of my days…i feel like mystery..

whod have thought this is how the pieces fit…
You and i shouldn’t even try making sense of it..
i forgot how we ever came this far..
Like the ticking of the clock that beat as one,.,

i never understand the way its done..

Desperately madly in love….with no options

I am in love with my coworker.I am divorced thrice due to pure ill fate.and i have a daughter too.But I own a romantic heart.I have never thought I will meet my dream man,And there he is…He has all the interests of me.he thinks like me…he loved to talk endlessly with me.we were literally pulled together…It was a kind of mental attraction and closeness at first.Then I could not wait for even one day without seeing him..The problem is that…he is married.So there I am..I knew all these..I didn’t want to fall in love..I thought..I am never going to trust guys…or love them..And I was morally so against adultery…But  I couldn’t help falling in deep attraction to him.I tried to think about this as infatuation.I thought this will end soon.But it didn’t.I yearn for his love and caresses and physical affection too.He has not tried to exploit my situation…or lead me to sex..It was me who demanded his kiss one day..and I know he likes me..but not sure whether he loves me enough…he has a wife..he knows that I need a husband..he has never said ” I love you “to me.we never had sex in the true sense.he has touched me a few times …that’s all..I cry a lot…when I am with him I am the happiest girl in this world..I don’t know..whether to leave..or proceed..He urges me to find someone and marry.But I know…nobody in this world…more matching than my man…Even though he hasn’t said anything..I know that he loves his wife and child.I don’t want to ruin his family..I don’t want to destroy his life.But I need him to live..I need his love..Or I perish..

i think i am in love…

there is this guy, he is 16, my age, he is so perfect, ive liked him for a year..but he likes my best friend. no one knows i like him, i feel so invisible and sad. i wish he would just realise i exist.

im inlove with the person who has already GF

when i was in highschool i kept on looking him,i told myself that i want to get in touch with him. and as time goes by, hindi ko na siya nakita, but when i entered college i saw him he was my schoolmate,the feeling that i have with him “hindi nawala,still eager and waiting for him,at first i disappointed, “he has already a GF” i was hurt so much…i couldn’t even understand…i really love him,i dont know why??? can you help me what should i do?

THE WALL

so here’s the deal, i have a boyfriend we’ve been together for almost 3 years in june so it’s been 2 1/2 years. It’s not that i don’t love him but i need someone to talk to about his. But in 2007 i met this guy we’ll say his name was kc. we’d fight a lot, sometime nothing major it would be over something like hiding his possessions. He never really knew why i did it, sometimes to get his attention other times because i just wanted to have a little fun. it wasn’t till we had a big fight that i began to realize that i loved him. im a stubborn person most of the time i dont like to admit things. after about 4 years i started talking to him again, knowing hes married. we’ve said some things but there’s nobody like him. as i said it’s not like i don’t love who im with his names ken, i love him with everything in me. but i sometimes don’t know where or what i should do. i can very firmly about kc even though we have not been together since sept.2007 that the love i thought would go away hasn’t i can’t make him choose, it wouldn’t be fair but he also cant make me. it’s like something that haunts you because you’ve done the wrong thing well, he haunts my dreams, when i dream i have dreams about him, about other people too. i think one of my biggest fears why i dont say everything that i want to like how i didnt want to leave or i dont always say what’s on my mind is because of how others will precieve it. i feel like no matter what i do i cant win.

NEW GENERATION

Becoz of Global Warming........
Our Next generation will not b able to see Tigers !!!!
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To Hum kya kare?
Hamne bhi to Dinosaur nahi dekha hai.

Kabhi Shikayat ki kya?
Only 842 girls are left for every 1000 boys in India .........
SAVE GIRLS !!!
we can save the tigers later....
Bike pe piche ladki chahiye ya tiger ??
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choice is yours....
Janhit Mein Jaari.... bachao Naari..!!+ASHISH

Is he punishing me

I was terrible a few years back, stole from parents, drank, drugs, stole cars, cheated on every girlfriend and screwed over everyone I could. But I never got caught got a good job straight from college got things together then we broke up. I miss you so much it hurts. We were happy and I cherished every minute with you but you had to move. Got a new bf quickly and you seem happier which kills me to my core. Im walking around in a haze all the time and it’s been nearly a year. I always thought I was the luckiest man in the world to have you, I always thought you were way outta my league and I did everything to make you happy but you never settled. I created a rift after we broke up because I couldn’t bear to talk to you and still can’t because I’m so hopelessly in love but I miss you so much. There isn’t one single day I don’t think of you and in a way resent your happiness because it drives you further away from me. I’m drinking too much and it seems to be the only place I can find relief. I dread the thought of sleep because you are the last thing I will think about. Is there a god after all and is he punishing me for my past?

I'm Torn

I'm disappointed in my choices. I'm still young (20) but I've already finished college. I'm on my way to a huge job and I don't even want it. My boyfriend doesn't help either. He sleeps all day and won't even get his drivers license though I've told him I'd pay for it. I guess I'm just comfortable enough now to not blow up. But that's it. A small pleasure in a sea of confusion and sadness. I want to grow up and be professional, but I want to be young and make mistakes while I can. I'm torn

the truth

so its been driving me insane for the past few months, and finally i think things are starting to fall into place. Im starting to feel like im where i belong! I think he is going to end up leaving her…everyone sees it….even his own mother, crazy huh? I know he wants to be with me, im so excited and nothing has even happened yet! All I know is that I cant wait for the day im allowed to touch him!! Im gonna wrap him in my arms, and kiss him from his neck to his belly, and love it the whole time!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

confused

Well i have been with my partner for 4 an half years and about a month ago he told me he didnt love me no more and he wanted to break up  but typical girl i begged him back that i will change and i thought it was all my fault but it was nothing till do with me but from that has happend i cant trust him cause i dunno when he is gunna say it again its just to much stress to handle cause im only 18 im not happy anymore and im crying everyday and i told him i need a break from it all but its just so difficult cause ive started talking to this other bloke and i really like him its just soo confusing and i would appriciate any help wot so ever cause i just feel like im gunna explode with all this stress.

confused

Well i have been with my partner for 4 an half years and about a month ago he told me he didnt love me no more and he wanted to break up  but typical girl i begged him back that i will change and i thought it was all my fault but it was nothing till do with me but from that has happend i cant trust him cause i dunno when he is gunna say it again its just to much stress to handle cause im only 18 im not happy anymore and im crying everyday and i told him i need a break from it all but its just so difficult cause ive started talking to this other bloke and i really like him its just soo confusing and i would appriciate any help wot so ever cause i just feel like im gunna explode with all this stress.

I love someone I shouldn’t

I’m in love with a first cousin. We met for the first time a few months ago. I knew I was in trouble the second she spoke. She radiates warmth, passion, confidence. Things I deeply lack in myself. I didn’t want this to happen. She opened her heart to me and cracked mine wide open too. I had never felt closer to or more cared for by anyone. When we talk she gives me undivided, earnest attention that makes me feel like I’m the center of the universe…that I’m worth her time. And she has a lot going on in her own life. I fought my feelings for her, but pretending to be platonic is so painful. I feel like I violated my own moral code and in a way manipulated her trust in me because I didn’t tell her the truth. The truth is I have never felt like this about anyone. She makes me so happy. When I’m around her I feel so safe, I feel like I can be vulnerable, show my darkest side, and she would still love me the way she does. I feel like I can’t hold back anymore. It’s killing me carrying this secret in my heart every single day. Trying to act normal around her pushing back tears wanting to be with her knowing the truth will drive her away. She knows something is wrong because I’m distancing myself and avoiding contact. I’m hoping indifference will keep me from falling even harder. It hurts seeing her, it hurts not seeing her. She wants to talk to me and help me, and I’m dying to tell her, but I fear the consequences. Losing her, exposing me, breaking hearts all over again. It’s ironic that the only person I know who has overcome heartbreak and could guide me towards letting go and healing is her.  I have never fallen so hard for someone, never thought of all people, it would be someone I’m not supposed to love. I might have idealized her, and think sometimes  maybe it’s the idea of someone like her that I’m in love with. Maybe it’s not really her that I love. But either way, it comes back to her. I feel sick. I don’t know what is right. If I continue acting platonic, we still have each other. But our relationship is not completely honest because I’m hiding my secret from her. I also risk doing something stupid, shocking her, shocking everyone. Hurting her ;( Not to mention facing stigma, rejection, humiliation. If I confess, I destroy everything we had together. But it would be a release for me. I don’t like either option because both involve a world of hurt and pain. Why does it have to be her? Why can’t I just unlove her? What should I do?

I Have Always Cheated On My Beautiful Sweet Wife

I've been married to a beautiful woman for 2 years. No kids. I first cheated the same day I told her I loved her. I fucked the woman who sold me her engagement ring. I have pretty much never been faithful. I had slept with about 50 women when I met her. I have slept with an average of 4 each year ever since. I never feel bad when I do it. I can carry on two relationships without remorse it is only when I break up with my girlfriends that I regret it. None of my exes have ever told her or confronted her because she is disabled (she has a bad leg) and they assume that she's not taking care of me but it is quite the opposite, my wife will do anything in bed and seldom rejects my advances.

I have been lucky, no std's no unwanted children. I'm not that great looking I'm just nice, other than being a cheating husband.

I'm in love with one of my good friends

Whenever I see her come online in Skype, my stomach does backflips. Her personality is absolutely amazing and complementary to mine, and we share many interests, drawing and the same movies, to name a couple. Every day, I tell myself, "This is it. You're going to tell her how you feel."
But I never do, for 4 reasons. She's 9 years older than me, lives on the other side of the world, wants to stay single, and I'm 99.9% sure she's straight. For weeks I've hoped it will go away like any simple crush, but it's always stayed. And even with the reasons I stay silent, I still long to tell her.

Cheated Twice

#1: I told my professor on Monday that I was deathly ill and wouldn't be able to get back to school for the exam on Tuesday. I begged him to let me take my final exam on Friday. He reluctantly agreed. Little did he know, I really just had two other exams that day, so I did what I thought I had to do. On Friday, I went to the history department where he left the exam for me. They put me in a conference room and told me to slide the bluebook under his office door when I was done. I did all that I could on the exam, and I sat there ready to die because I knew I was going to fail. I walked out, told the secretary I was done, and that I would slide the exam under his door as instructed. Instead, I hit the elevator, ran all the way to my apartment, used my book, finished the exam (and corrected some answers). My roommate gave me a ride back to the building. I went up the back stairwell and slid the booklet under his door. Exam grade: A. Class grade: A.

#2: In grad school, I took a class that was admittedly the hardest class in our entire program. Our instructor was the biggest asshole in our program. He was so cocky about his hard-ass class, that he gave us the questions in advance. It was a lot of memorization about formulas, ridiculous math equations and complex story problems. It was a bluebook exam with essay-type answers. We had to provide our own bluebooks. In preparation for the exam, I basically took he exam at home, filling out the answers in a blank bluebook, using my books to perfect my answers. I then used that completed exam to study the rest of the day. Of course, when I got into the exam, I freaked out and forgot a lot of the material. As I sat there, drawing a blank, I knew I was going to fail. Just as I was getting ready to give up, I looked down into my open book bag on the floor to see the completed exam right there! I stood up, dropped my coat on my bag, swapped the bluebooks, and walked up to turn it in. I laid it on his desk and headed for the door. Just as I reached the door, I heard the professor say, "Excuse me, Mr. _____". I panicked! I turned around to see him holding up my bluebook. Before I could say anthing, he said, "You might want to put your name on this". Whew....

not sure why

I always hated harry potter but for somereason I had a dream he came to town walking around the state capital

Being Single Isn't Making Me Function

I'm going to be 25 years this week and as of late my life has been falling apart of sorts. I've finally realised it may be down the fact that I'm going through the longest period of being single in years and the loneliness is crippling me. It terrifies me that I can't function as an individual and need to be reassured of myself be someone wanting to be with me constantly.

My 'GF' Lied To Me And Now I'm Going To Use Her For Vacation

We've been in a long-distance relationship for a while now I discovered that she lied about a lot of things and was going to use money I gave her to go see a guy she's previously fucked. She told me he was platonic but I noticed her trickle-truth bullshit and called her out. She also lied about a lot of other things. All of this sent me into a deep  depression because the one person I trust turned out to be a lying whore.

Well, I decided that I am going to use her. I am rounding up my Masters s degree soon and I am going to visit her in Abuja for the holiday to "repair" things. I'm giving her some money for rent , so I won't be living there for free. But I plan on  just fucking her all the time while telling her I care. While she's at work I'm going to be reading books and playing video games. When she's back I'll just fuck her and go out to dinner and explore a state I've never been to.

After holiday is up I'm just going to tell her we should stay apart. I'll never take her back for lying to me especially because I never lied to her. She knew what her lies did to me and I asked her fifty times to confess so I don't feel bad for using her. I'll be helping her clean and pay rent so it's not like I'm totally using her. I'm just going to have a nice, easy vacation.

I Dont Like Talking On Phone

I seriously hate talking on the phone with anybody when there is not a point to the phone call. Conversely, my girlfriend loves to talk on the phone. She will want to talk on the phone for as long as possible even if there isn't anything to talk about. This drives me crazy because I cant stand the silences and awkward pauses. I find the calls take away time from other things I could be doing. I can't help it.

I Really Feel Like Hurting My Ex

From April 2014 up until October of the same year, I was in a relationship. It was lovely. The man was everything that I wanted in a man - tall, attractive, someone that I could talk to about anything, someone who would challenge me and debate me, great sex, great times together, etc.

Everything was wonderful until he randomly became distant in November. The next day, he broke up with me, by saying 'Maybe we should take a step back,' and that "We were perfect on paper, but it just wasn't meant to be."

I was devastated, but I found myself slowly but surely doing better.

5 days later, he got in a relationship with someone else. He broke up with me because he had someone else lined up and wanted her over me.

I have never been so angry in my life. There are days where I am alright and I am able to handle myself. I go out on other dates, and I don't compare them with my ex. They never go anywhere, while meanwhile, he's always at her house. I've gone No Contact, and while most days it's fine, other days I am just so incredibly angry.

I've been having these very intense fantasies of harming him somehow - and the object of that fantasy to harm is her. My problem isn't even with the girl - I really don't particularly care about her and feel indifferent to her. I just want to hurt him - and I would love to hurt her if it makes him feel the same level of hurt and pain that I'm enduring. It makes me sick to see him happy with someone else while nothing is panning out for me, and since I don't believe in karma, it makes things even worse. I want to see him suffer just like I have to.

My Boyfriend Hit Me

First of all I'm not some battered woman. I came home late to a ton of accusations about my best-friend's brother. I walked in and got yelled at pretty bad so I thought it would be best I sleep on the couch. He came out of the bedroom while I laid here and watched tv and started screaming about I wasn't home because I must be cheating. He scared the me and stood over me and just hit me. Closed fist hit me in the face. He's a very large man, 6'1 big. I'm 5'5. I've been with him for years and he's never done this.

My Crazy Ex

My Crazy Ex

This is something I never told anyone about her. So there's this girl that I dated for almost 2 years, off and on. I met her late in July 2013. She told me that her previous boyfriend traveled out of the country  a little over a month before I met her, and she seemed sad about it for a while. This girl was very "high maintenance" (as she put it), and I often had to stay up all night on the phone with her or something to comfort her. I don't even remember the first time she cheated, but about 3 or 4 months into our relationship, she texted me and said she has just had sex in the back of a car. I thought it was a joke, but the very next day she confessed that it wasn't, and that she had been dating her last boyfriend (who she had lied about), while simultaneously dating me. I didn't even make her choose, but after a bit of arguing she ended up staying with me. She liked to drink a lot. And every time she got wasted she confessed to SOMETHING. Such as going on dates with guys or having sex with someone. It was extremely upsetting, and we broke up what seemed like every week. She got back together with her ex boyfriend a few times, and there was more drama. We've since broken up. Funnily enough it was her who broke up with me, and even more hilariously, to date her ex boyfriend. She told me it wasn't hard, that he was the only one she loved. For whatever reason, I stayed friends with her, and when he dumped her I was the only person to comfort her. My ex girlfriend tried to get me to date her again. She even tried to tell me she loved me. But soon after I told her no she got together with another guy, and soon after that he dumped her. It's been 3 and a half months since we broke up for good (I hope), and she's still made attempts at getting me to take her back and for some reason I'm still friends with her. 

It was absolutely a waste of time dating her and I feel at peace with myself knowing I'm done.

I Am A Whore Dressed As A Pastor's Daughter

I Am A Whore Dressed As A Pastor's Daughter

Since my mom is the Pastor in our little Christian Church, she wants me to be everywhere in it. In the Music Ministry (where I am now a Worship Leader), in the Youth Ministry (I am the secretary of the Youth Ministry), and even the Main Church itself (she forced me to go to Bible School to be a Preacher at a very young age).

Now here's the catch - I NEVER WANTED ANY OF THIS. She always makes me do things I don't want to do. I always have to be holy when in church, the real me is crazy as fuck. I want to tell my mom that she can't be doing this to me. I just don't want to hurt her feelings and leave her.

I've had guys I had fun with before, but everytime I go to church - worshipping and preaching about the word of God, I KNOW IT DOES NOT FEEL RIGHT.

All of this made me feel worthless. I'm not worthy of God, at the same time, I'm not even true to myself.

I moved down to London last August to work, and had a great time. Until I realised that all my friends are at university, my work colleagues aren’t the nicest of people, my flatmates are all 6-8 years older than me and insist on constant patronisation. I honestly have no idea whether or not I have any friends any more. Never even had a girlfriend. I’m 18 for fucks sake. It’s unbelievably depressing. I realise it’ll be the same for whoever reads this, for which i’m sorry. I just decided it might help if I ‘vented’ some frustrations out anonymously. Thank you for listening.

I don’t want to be me but my dog is scared of everyone but me. I wish I knew what she saw. I hate myself. Without her I’d be so lonely.

So What About My Ex? (Two Confessions)
This is a dual confession, but as it deals with the same person I suppose I'm forgiven.
First, if I let myself think about him, I realize I am still in love with my ex. Yawn. It's not that I don't love the current victim of my affections, but the prior one put up with me for so long that he knows intimately the moods of my heart. I hate having to wait for the same to be true of my current boyfriend.
Second, I know a large part of the reason I rather unceremoniously dumped said ex had to do with the fact that, while I loved him and (wince with me) still do, I was not physically attracted to him. After years, to be so shallow about looks that won't last anyway is horrible. As much as I publically protest otherwise that looks should never matter, they do to me. Worse yet, I was even a little embarassed by the reactions we'd get: "Why are they together? Why is she dating him?" And it's not that I'm God's gift to men. Apparently we all date within our general level of attractiveness and if someone dates higher or lower, people talk. It's cruel, it's shallow, and everyone does it. Don't just denounce me--take a good, hard look in the mirror and then tell me you don't make dating decisions on some of the same criteria.

My boyfriend found one of my confessions and instantly knew it was me. Not even my secret venting is secret anymore. We fought for hours over me not feeling important enough in our relationship. Nothing has changed, today is our anniversary and he hasn’t spoken a word to me.

it kills me to know I’ll never be good or attractive enough for any girl. I’ve never been anyone’s crush or even got flirted with or hit on. I’m just meant to be alone and unhappy. Being considered ugly to society and especially girls makes me feel like my life is not worth living . I’ve never even been in the friend zone.too ugly to even be friends

hello, I just thought id message you guys as im really stressed and upset about my new cat, there was an old lady who lived down our road and she had a young female cat and the old lady died and we took the cat in to keep but she is making my other two male cats uncomfortable and hisses every time they enter the room, she only stays in our front room and she doesn’t go anywhere else, well I picked her up to put her in a separate room and she freaked out and clawed me and I lost it with her and grabbed her by the scruff of the neck and shouted at the top of my voice “don’t you dare claw me” and some other words im not proud of and this is like the 3rd time ive done it but this time I was the most angry and I shouted so loud she actually pooped herself and when I saw the poo, my heart sank, I don’t want to make a poor little cat poo in fear from me, I love her to pieces and now im afraid she will hate me, I really need help, I want to have a loving relationship with her and my other two cats but I get so worked up with her but I know its not her fault, shes gone through a lot, what with having to lose a former owner and then move house and then live with two other cats and then shes got me shouting at her all the time, I feel like absolute crap, I was almost brought to tears after seeing her poo herself, I would never want an animal to be scared of me and I felt like the lowest piece of scum when I made her fear me…..

Everybody around me does better at life. Either monetarly or relationship-wise and I hate myself for being such a loser.