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Never marry. They make it look good in movies. It’s almost guaranteed to end in divorce and make you extremely depressed if you actually loved. If you have children; you’ll watch them suffer because of the divorce.
You’ll say what about love. I’m still madly in love. Still got divorced. My kids were doing well. We both love them. But now they are not doing great. It really hurt one of them.
I’m trying to help fix my children emotionally, but one gave up on themself. I’m staying positive and supportive. But when I’m alone, it tears me apart. My failures caused this.
Really, a disease that’s been trying to kill me for years caused all of this.
I look for successful marriages. I knew two old people once. But their children were spoiled , & one a terrible parent. So even though the marriage worked for them; one child still ended up a mess.
I think the people who are happy and context as a single person have it figured out.
Happy being key. Many loners aren’t happy. I was. But I certainly am not now.
Maybe it’s just me. A disease broke me. That caused the divorce and that’s when my kids started having problems in their lives. One survived it because of what I taught them. One is recovering with my help. But one just gave up. I spent all I can seeking help, but they can’t.
Divorce is terrible. I cry when I’m alone. I pray and pray, but God doesn’t help. I’m so sad. I even try to get help for that. It doesn’t help. I cry for them, not me.
I (f/20) took advantage of a stranger a few years ago. I was 16 when it happened and I was in town shopping with my best friend. While walking down the street, a guy around 25/30 came up to us and asked us in broken English if we would like to have some coffee with him and that it would be his treat. My bff was against it at first, but I convinced her. It was free coffee after all!
So, we went to a cáfe and tried to have a conversation with him. He was from some dirt poor country or something like that and his English was really terrible. What we found out was that he wanted to go to university and bring his family to him (they were still in his country of origin) and that he migrated because he thought that he could have a better life here. He had no friends and apparently had a hard time making friends and connections.
We asked him why he wanted to have coffee with us and I am not sure, but I think he thought we were cute or something.
We tried to talk to him for like half an hour or more, but it was more or less pointless. His English was really really bad. Why come to our country if you are not able to speak the language???
Anyway... He went to the restroom eventually and we decided to bolt. He wanted to pay for our drinks anyway, so I guess that is not a problem...
I talked to my bff about it today and she said that we behaved like total dickheads back then. I never thought about it before she brought it up today.. Well, I guess I am feeling kind of bad about it now.
So, forgive me?
#stranger #advantage #freedrinks #poor #bad #guilty #pity #bff #coffee #confession
As a kid (okay more a teenager) my friends and I always had stupid ideas how we could spend our time together. One night we had a sleepover at my place, I had the idea to go to the cemetery and have a good old game of DARE. Because we were all boys at the age of 12-15 no one wanted to admit that we were scared. I was scared for sure.
So we went to the cemetera and of course I had to go first because it was my idea. My task was to go to on of the tombstones (the one the farest away from us and the one with a creepy looking angel sitting on top of it) and there I should light the candle at the grave.
As scared as I was I didn't want them to think I'm a coward. I went there and kneeled down to light the candle as someone jumped from behind the tombstone, screaming like hell.
I started screaming as well, kicking and punching. I also pissed in my pants.
My friends thought it was funny to scare me and it worked. But what they didn't think of was my reaction. I kicked and punched and destroyed the whole grave. All flowers were trampled down, the little figures were broken and the photo in the picture frame of the dead guy and his family was also destroyed.
Because we were scared to get caught, we ran away as fast as we could.
The incident also appeared on the local newspapers with a picture of the damage and the headline "WHO DID THIS?"
They never found out it was us but I will definitely regret this for the rest of my life.
#grave #cemetery #boys #dare #tombstone #scared #damage #coward #confess
I am a thirteen years old female.
I sneak down the corridor to my parents room in the middle of the night just to watch them have sex.
I can't wait to have a boyfriend.
I often contemplate divorce, I love my wife but I have not been happy for years and I keep convincing myself things will get better but I'm starting to get the the point where I dont care anymore.
This confession is for my parents.
Last year I gave an entrance exam, ie IIT JEE. I prepared well for it and was confident that I will crack it. But at the time of examination, I got blank! I just baffled. I didn't knew what to do. After some time, I got relaxed and just marked most of the answers randomly. I was disdained by my performance. I was not sure about my result. I felt gawky.
But when I saw my result, it was unforeseen, an illusion. I got AIR 2466. I was amazed! My luck was with me.
Today my parents are proud of me, I'm in IIT Delhi. I work hard. But sometimes I feel obnoxious that it was a mere luck, not my hard work. I always want to tell my parents about that situation, but never get enough courage. Just because my basics are crystal clear, I co-op up with my studies.
I feel bad and happy at the same time.
I used to be the typical campus drug dealer for 8 years straight , the guy at university everybody knows to find to score weed and other things. I did it to pay for my studies and to save up a little and after I graduated, I rented an apartment and kept on dealing. Man.... I still miss that life.... I was hugely popular and everyday was like a party. I began at 19 years old and stopped at 27 because I got tired of "that world" and I also made two female friends a sub-dealer. They were 13 and 14 with a lot of other female friends who liked to smoke weed so it was a lucrative business. I called them Renato's angels. I learned them the tricks of the trade and they had respect everywhere and nobody messed with them as they could always rely on some friends who were my henchmen. My flat was always filled with girls who were insanely pretty and always high and yes I had sex with them too which was extremely illegal. Crazy drug fueled orgies with themes: a Roman theme night, a vampire theme night. I was the Hugh Hefner on dope. We never got busted and I even made them earn a lot of money which they saved up to go to dancing school. I'm still friends with them and now I'm 38, a successful financial trader, still smoking weed, from time to time coke to stay sharp when trading is hard, growing weed but quit the molly, speed and LSD. They still have their nicknames to the horror of their boyfriends and when they are single, we are still friends with benefits as my job doesn't allow for a real relationship which sometimes sucks.
I have gotten to a point where I just can't stand my husband anymore. Forcing it to work has driven me to act stupidly finding what I need elsewhere but that solves nothing creating more and more issues. Yes I am aware that I a giant piece of shit for this.
We got married at 21 after I got pregnant. I am now almost 31 and idk if i have changed or the circumstances possibly both but fuck we are fighting more that getting along. No matter how each of us tries to communicate, one this the otger is attacking and it becomes one nasty fight or another. Im tired. Tired of all this shit. And no when you a have a kid with autsim in all the correct programs you dont have the option to pick and just leave
At this stage the only way out seems to be death but who can afford to die these days.
Anyways there is my confession.
I confess that I take advantage of a rumor about me. 8 months ago, I bought a car - not a very expensive one.
One of my colleagues asked me if I bought such an unobtrusive car because no one should see at first sight that I am rich. This joke soon turned into a rumor and now a lot of people think I am rich. I even incited to those kinds of jokes and I am amazed at how many people (especially women) are now interested in me.
No one knows if I am rich or not but now I am able to hook up with every girl I want.
To be honest, this has nothing to do with sex. I just wanted to get a message out and I knew most people usually go on this category. I've liked this guy for a little over a year now. We have a lot in common and we used to be really close because we were always having to sit next to each other in class. We had a band concert recently and I was really upset because this was the first concert I had where I wasn't sitting next to him. Later that week, I was hanging out with my friends when one of them.. let's call her May... brought up the topic of my crush... let's call him Brayden. I told them about how I felt after the concert was over and started to cry. All three of my friends... May... uh, Monica... and, uh, Alexis... told me I should just get over him. That is when I went full on rage mode.
They were telling me to get over him? For God's sake! I couldn't believe they went there! Alexis was fucking dating a guy from fucking Norway! May was fucking leading on a fucking senior (we are all freshmen)! Monica is asexual so I had nothing against her... but she has a secret admirer... let's call him Daniel... so, yeah. "Sure and in the meantime, May, you can stop talking to that Senior, Alexis, time for you to break up with that Norwegian guy, and Monica, you should just transfer schools so Daniel doesn't have to deal with your asexual ways!" I was so fucking mad!
By now you have all realised that I have a very short temper but I had a reason to snap. Next time you feel like telling someone to get over their crush, remember what it would be like if someone told you that. It sucks. We are separated now and Alexis commit suicide. I hate those girls so much for making me feel that shitty.
#love #betrayal #friends #crush #suicide #remember #tears #hate #temper #message
It's not as it sounds. I was quite good; very good; excellent. We are of no blood relation and only 33 years apart. Being pent up together for so long, we grew close and got intiment, had sex on a regular basis. Now that I am back to work, we miss the passion. Point is, age is only a number. I fuck my grandpa.
I have some resentment towards my husband for being obsessed with oral sex. I feel like its not god honoring.
I am a very horny 18-year-old girl that is a virgin and has no desire to get a boyfriend anytime soon. I masturbate at least 3 times a day. Reading menage and BDSM makes me dripping wet. I want to be dominated by two men at the same time and I watch porn constantly and have for years. And the weird thing is I have never been kissed or had a boyfriend.
#menage #masturbation #bdsm #virgin
Marriage in America. Men used to do the fighting and hunting. Women did stuff near the home & raised kids.
In modern America females on average are better educated. Most marriages end in divorce. If you marry; most likely; you’ll end up divorced, and your kids unhappy.
I’d suggest unless you just really want to be unhappy, and eventually accept you ruined other people’s lives, you should stay single.
Ahhh. The single life for your whole life. Living cheap. Saving and investing. Retiring. Goofing off.
But some people can’t handle that either.
Our society really pushes women to divorce. No matter what you do; or how you feel, it will probably end in divorce & heart ache.
I separated from my boyfriend after three years. I was young, exploring the world. So I didn't see anything wrong with him being mean to me, yelling, drinking.... However, he was very masculine, confident, I loved how he dominated me during sex. I was submissive like a little kitten, I let him do everything, even being violent....
At the end of the relationship, I met my current fiancé. He is a loving, caring ... Also in bed. We decided after a few years that I would not take the pill. Nevertheless, I still couldn't get over it and didn't let him come inside me.
However, a year ago I met my ex when he was shopping. We chatted, I went to his place for coffee and somehow it happened that I succumbed again. Triumphantly he fucked me again as if I were a whore, and I begged him to be harder on me, and later, all battered I begged him to impregnate me.... Which I allowed him to do. Since then, I dated him behind my fiancé's back, got pregnant and now have a two-month-old daughter. My fiancé further doesn't know that I don't think she is his....
And now, even though the pregnancy wiped me out and the delivery was terrifying, twice before I went back on the pill (I regret it a little... But it's safer that way), I let my ex come inside me again.... I'm stepping on thin ice but I can't stop....
#cheating #pregnant #impregnation #betrayal #engaged #fiance #adultery
I have a fake ID that says I'm 19. I have been getting fucked since I was 12 and that was not with my consent. I go through the motions really don't like having sex. I don't see what all the talk with the girls at school is about, it's really nothing for me but lying there and letting a boy cum inside me and risk getting pregnant. I've let 5 others guys, other than the first do it to me and I still feel nothing. I mean, it feels good, but so does my rubbing myself.
I quit school, hired out through an upscale escort agency and sell myself and my body for sex. I make a lot of money, I don't enjoy sex but I pretend I do and the men, especially older men love me for it. I recently added anal to my sex acts, and started doing sex with older women as well. I had my first orgasm with anyone, but more especially with a customer when I was with an older woman on a long weekend trip to San Francisco. We had a suite with a balcony and she took me out there. It was great with the fog coming in late a night and rushing over my naked body. I want to have a girlfriend in real life to have orgasms with too.
When I get high I like to pretend that I am very young I am wish a mommy or big sister would come take avenge of me.
I don't wanna me with my boyfriend anymore, he drives me crazy. Like he drinks his coffee, it's disgusting and annoying, I could go nuts! I don't think he is attractive anymore. Now he wants to marry me and I am not able to break up with him. Our parents are now starting to plan our wedding and I am freaking out. Actually, I'm in love in another man and I rejected him for my present boyfriend. I am such an idiot. This was the biggest mistake in my life and I don't know how I can end this. I'll have to leave my boyfriend at the altar, whether I like it or not.
#marriage #wedding #boyfriend #frustrating #love #altar #confession
I am stuck in a sexless marriage and hate myself for it. I have had opportunity to cheat and offers from other women but turned them down because I'm in love with my wife. I contemplate divorce everyday but I stay for my kids. I hate myself for not having the strength to walk away.
#divorce #marriage #self #hate #resentment
About a month ago I went to a festival and met up with my friends and met a new friend, this young girl called Harmony, we got along and enjoyed all hanging around together, but as it got dark and cold we all said goodnight Harmony she invited me round to her tent in secret, when I got there we instantly stripped and got right down to fucking, footjobs, titwanks, oral and doggy style, you name it and we did it, we continued for the rest of the weekend until the last day were I turned 14 and she gave me her number.
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