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I am a married women of 34. I have two children and have lived conservative life. I have been married for 12 years and met my husband who is a reason in our church and 14 year older than me. I was a virgin in when we married and have no experience of any one else. I am home all day looking after children. I recently saw my neighbour naked through his window. This played on my mind all day. I have into temptation and spied on his window the next morning. I am ashamed to say that I masturbated at the excitement and anticipation of seeing him again but he was not naked. I feel guilty and as though I have betrayed my husband I have never masturbated before we it's a sin. I am now living in guilt and frustration as I can not stop feeling I want to do it agian.
Today, I had to go to see a gynaecologist but before I went there, I washed myself 'down there' with a washrag which was lying around in the bathroom. Because I was already late I just whipped over and rushed to the my doctor. After a while, I was finally sitting on 'the chair' (ladies, you know what I am talking about) and the gynaecologist started laughing really really bad. Under laughter he tried to tell me something, after a while I was finally able to understand him. He told me that he hadn't needed to 'style' my vagina for him. I looked down and saw that it was covered in glitter.
I accidentally used the cloth my little daughter uses for painting and stuff...
I suck at spelling and reading and I’m a senior in college. I feel completely stupid
I am 13 (female) and I masturbate to lesbian porn even though I am definitely straight. Just the fact that I masturbate is bad, and I know that it is a sin in the Catholic religion. I am ashamed of myself.
I edged up to a married woman and seduced her. Now she wants to get a divorce to be with me. But I just played with her, shit...
I feel ashamed.
#married #sex #divorce #ashamed #confession
What do you think... is it ok to lie to a person that is dying? That is a question I get to ask myself over and over again for the last 3 years. My Dad was very sick. I do not want to say too much about it to protect my identity, but after his diagnosis, we knew that he did not have much time left. He needed a kidney transplant and he needed one fast.
My sister and I immediately went to the doctors to see if we were a match and could save his life by giving him one of our kidneys.
I remember that my sister's appointment was on a Tuesday, mine was following the next day on Wednesday.
Here comes the horrible part... I never went to my appointment. I was drinking and partying the night before and overslept. It was such a terrible, horrible and terrifying time and I used to get my mind off things by doing a lot of wrong stuff with a lot of wrong people.
I woke up in a haze on Thursday afternoon to a frantic phone call from my sister telling me that she was no match. She was crying hysterically and beyond reasoning. I still remember that moment. I could have said that I forgot my appointment and that I would make another one. But a lot of other stuff happened before (I do not want to talk about it in detail), that I was ashamed to admit it. In this moment, I was certain, if my sister was not a match, I would not be one either.
So, I lied. I said I WAS at the appointment and that I also was not able to donate.
In that moment I really believed that the universe would not be so sadistic and evil as to let my kind and good father die because of his terrible excuse of a daughter.
Well, he lived for 3 more months. They were not able to find a match or a donor in time. And I will never know if I could have saved his life.
#father #dying #donor #match #lying #lie #horrible #death #confession #ashamed
I secretly log into my mothers computer and go into her nude pictures and send them to my email, i have been doing this for almost two years now( im 24 and my mom is 44). when i have problems getting off i go to my email and i start to masturbate . its the taboo that really turns me on, but i would never touch my mother in that way. the worst part is that ive been married for four years and sometimes feel bad.
I suck at spelling and reading and I’m a senior at a university
I seriously can’t pronounce anything correctly
I’m taking anatomy right now and I can’t sound out any of the words
Kinda ashamed here so I use tampons frequently even off my period... Anyway I love to smell them when I pull them out idk what it is the smell makes me feel good
My girlfriend and I (m/30) have been together for around 10 years now. Her family is originally from Russia. Shortly, after we got together, she invited me to her birthday party with her family. Up until then, I never met her family or knew much about them. Of course I agreed to come and got her a nice present and some flowers for her mother. I actually thought that it would be a small and quiet celebration.
Oh boy, was I wrong.
When we pulled up to her parents' house, I was overwhelmed. It was (still is) a really big house with fine decour and everything. I got rather nervous that her family would not like me as they obviously were playing in another league than me.
So, it was a huge party and all her family from all around the country and from Russia came to celebrate. And as you might know, the Russians love their vodka. Everyone was very kind and everyone wanted to drink with me. As soon as my glass was empty, another relative came my way holding vodka shots. My girlfriend was very busy talking to everyone and did not notice what happened until it was too late.
So, we danced, we took shots, the food was amazing. Until I noticed that I wasn't feeling so well. I didn't make it back to the bathroom, but puked all over myself, the floor and some landed on my girlfriend's mother... I was mortified!
Somehow, my girlfriend, her mother and her aunt managed to get me into the bathtub and hosed me down. They got me a pyjama of my girlfriend's dad and they put me to bed.
The next morning when I woke up I felt horrible. I was utterly ashamed, but still went down for breakfast. Everyone still present was smirking and laughing at me, but it seemed everything in good fun. Her mother came up to me with a bottle of vodka shortly after and asked if I wanted to do some shots. I almost puked on her again.
So I guess I just wanted to get this off my chest before our wedding in June when I have to see her whole family again.
#girlfriend #russian #vodka #drunk #puked #embarrassing #family #celebration #party #bathroom #funny #ashamed #confession #wedding #russia
I am a straight late blooming 13 yo girl. It is difficult to learn my body. I have a brother and strict parents. Last night I slept at my girlfriends. She has her own room and her parents are totally cool. We got naked and touched each other. We were curious. I am ashamed and embarresed, especially because I liked the way it felt. Now I need to confess for what was wrong. Forgive me Yhwh.
#friend #lesbian #confess #repent #naked #felt #touched #ashamed #embarresed #young
When I was 16, during the last night of a school trip all the boys and girls decided to sleep in the same room because we were playing truth or dare type of games.
We were in a big room with several bedrooms inside. I went to sleep by myself on a single bed I found empty and by my side there was another single bed quite close to mine. I woke up in the middle of the night with a phone flash light pointing down my back while someone’s hand was touching my ass under my underwear. This guy was laying on the single bed next to mine and was slowly grabbing my ass trying not to wake me up. Because I was too embarrassed to tell him off directly, I slightly move to the side just like if I was sleeping. He rapidly stopped and turned to the other side of his bed, probably because he was scared of me realising what was going on. I was able to know who he was because he was still sleeping on the bed next to mine when I woke up the next morning.
I’ve never told anyone from my school or my friends because I was too ashamed of the situation and I knew they wouldn’t believe me since he was a “really nice guy”. To this day I am still disgusted by what happened. This is my confession.
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