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Okay so this secret is kind of a mess and a big one so stay with me...
When I was around 11-12 I had met my cousins for the first time (I'm 17 going on 18 as of this new year) and there were two of them. A boy who was a couple years older than me and a girl, one year older than me. After I met them we all started getting along so well, or so I thought. My female cousin was always off in her own world so we didn't bond all the time and my other cousin, we just didn't click. One night while staying at their house, I was sleeping and dreamt that my older cousin raped me or something along those lines. I know, I'm fucked up and gross but in the dream I was enjoying it. The next morning I woke up and my underwear was wet. That year I never looked at him the same. The next year, I started having dreams about my other cousin. They'd be me forcing myself on her or her forcing herself on me I don't know why! I hated her so much, we didn't talk like at all, and I was NOT attracted to her.
As the years went by I have became paranoid and resented being around them because I felt like the odd one out and when they have only ignored my existence since we met. Nowadays, I don't speak to them at all (for reasons that are another confession time) and I'm quite happy. I realized I liked females and am currently going on 4 years with my girlfriend.
I just hope I'm not the only one who had weird incestual ass dreams at a young age when I wasn't even 1% interested in that. Hell, I don't even watch porn but hopefully this confession will wash away any leftover guilt I'm feeling.
My mother has very unrealistic views of the world or life in general. She uneducated, loud and embarrassing. She has an opinion to everything and is very much known for declaring them to everyone who will listen. She spends a lot on money on useless crap, decorating the house with weird shit. She's not working.She has this really big tooth gap which makes her look even more stupid.She works in retail for over 30 years now and she's still not capable of dealing with costumers. She thinks she knows everything and is the best at everything. And now she thinks she needs to belittle me, because I do not want to live in this small dump she calls home. I moved to a bigger city, far far away from her and living my dream of being an architect. She thinks I am stupid to leave my hometown behind and that I will be coming back crying some day because the big city is too scary for me.Fuck you! I am so happy without you!!!I hate you. I hate you. I HATE YOU.
#hate #anger #mother #mom #mum #confession #movingaway #stupid #embarrassing #dream #uneducated
I have an best friend and until now were still friends. He confessed to me that he's had an sex fantasy of me blow jobbing him. He said it started last month before he confessed to me, I told him what was the reason why he was horny towards me, but he just said it's because of my legs. Seriously I told him to stop it, and I told him that I would never wear shorts again, because he's been too touchy nowadays. I don't know if he's still having an sex fantasy of me. Blehhh
I dined with the queen and partied with her, wow, what a strange dream. I was treated like part of her family and I was being welcomed to talk and I thought this is strange, I have sworn and you seen me get angry you seen me lose my temper you even heard some terrible things I did and I felt almost uncomfortable you wanted to know me. I was celebrating your birthday with you and it was like "I can't believe it I am actually here feeling uncomfortable but good as well and the queen wants to know me! wow.... and I felt shameless! what a strange dream
so i've never told anyone this, hell if this place wasn't anonymous i would probably post this under a fake name and ask if any of you guys wanted to make this a reality ;) but anyway.
Basically, i'm 20 years old now but thinking back, i wish my 16th birthday was different, in reality it was a fairly typical birthday, but now? Now i wish it was just me, and a group of horny gay men, each taking their turn with me ;)
Hell, it's my dream at this point, and i'm hoping one day i can find people to help out with it, hehe
My fiancé and i jut found out that i am six weeks pregnant.
lately I've been having these weird dreams about cheating on him with friends, ex boyfriends, strangers, anybody.
i love him, and i don't know why my subconscious is putting these images in my brain..
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I had this dream again. About this man I'm not ever attracted to and he's just fictional character from tv series I'm watching.
I can't remember much, but I know we fucked. I remember some other fictional character came to me and accused of hiding him and saying I was such good girl but not anymore.
I used to have a dream, I used to know what I wanted from life, it was everything I could ask.
Of course i never could reach it and I know I never will. So here I am, almost six years after realizing that, still weeping about it.
I thought that after fully understanding how impossible it is I would've given up, but I can't. I don't have anything else to strive for, every day is meaningless and I see nothing worth living for in my future.
I hate my job, I can't even run away from suicidal thoughts anymore. I was told I'd stop caring eventually, I'd accept my situation and the pain will be numb.
Why isn't it happening?
I am too weak to face a life where I'm not what I wanted to be, and I know this is just me being childish and unreasonable.
I believed in that dream, I based the whole vision of my life on that, now I'm empty.
I just wished I could simply die from an unavoidable cause, or give up completely on that stupid impossible dream and accept a meaningless life. But I can't.
I don't have the strength to give up or kill myself and I hate my weak self, I hate myself more than anything else in this world. But I can't change, I couldn't in these years and it's already too late to accomplish anything.
Why can't I be normal and be fine with a random job? Why do I have to ask myself the reason I'm living for constantly and never find a convincing answer?
I wished I didn't waste my life following a chimera, now I'm left with nothing to rebuild myself on. No titles, no papers for my studies and I can't do nothing well enough to make a living out of it. I'm not even suited for my current job and I fear I'm gonna lose it soon.
The more i go ahead in life the scarier it gets, I don't want to live another five years like this, let alone sixty or more. Yet there is no other way and I know it, so why is it that I keep suffering like this?
I guess I just had to be born an idiot, I'm not meant to live. I am not strong enough to make it in society and this is the natural selection telling me I'm broken, thus I am to be discarded.
This whole vent never got anywhere, and I guess it might irritate some people, so I'll stop it here. I wonder when was it that I took a stray path, maybe it was when I started to dream in the first place.
Or more probably I was wrong from the start. The early adulthood should be the prime of one's life, I've been wanting to die since I was twelve and my prime time is almost over. I guess I was supposed to start enjoying life somewhere along the line but I only did for a bit less than a year. Other that that it was just a free fall into darkness.
I'd like to say I'm at my limit but I know myself better than that. My limit is still far away and so is the ending of my suffering.
I am a 30 something married woman, outwardly happy with my lot, I am happy with my husband of 10 years, so far no kiddies, but not for the want of trying, lately I have been having a re occurring dream, not every night or sometimes during the day, but about 4 times a week and it has left me wondering why I have this dream.
It all started of quite innocently, I was in bed one morning and I was watching an old black and white film, can't remember the title, there was no nudity or sex, but it struck a chord with me. I drifted off to sleep and I had the strangest dream and I woke in a sweat and almost sobbing when I woke.
I can vividly remember that I was married and living in a darker place however at first I did not realise that it was my real husband as I was married to someone else and I was waiting at the front door for my husband in my dream to return home and I was dressed in the style that would have been the fashion during the 1940's.
I was waiting for my husband at the front door of our terraced house, when he arrived it was a complete stranger, although in my dream it was my husband so acted as I knew him.
I had dinner prepared and we ate, all the time he was running his hand up and down my legs feeling for my stocking tops. This of course was turning me on.
After dinner we cleared up and I was about to slip out to the shops when he stopped me and he just told me to strip, I was taken aback
but as a dutiful housewife I did, off came my dress and slip, so I was standing in my bra, knickers, suspender belt and nylon stockings, which I had never worn in reality ever, I must admit when I saw my reflection in the mirror in out sitting room I did look very sexy, although I remember I was also feeling vulnerable, my husband assisted to remove the rest of my clothing until I was nude. He made me suck his cock until he was big and hard and all the time he was trying to fondle my large free swinging breasts.
He told me to lie on the floor and he stripped and got on top of me and fucked me, I closed my eyes as if some sub conscious thought told me this was wrong and it was not my husband and I didn't want to look into his eyes when he or I climaxed. I can't remember anymore, as I always wake up before either of us climax in my dreams?
This is leaving me in a sweat when I wake, I am at a loss as to why I should be dreaming I am a married wife from the 1940's and dressed accordingly
I must confess reading lesbian confessions got me worked up. I ended up masturbating to dirty thoughts of different women I know. I am a 27 SF married and never with a girl.
I masturbate at least twice a day I am 12f and have been since I was 10. I masturbate to my crush usually bc I just can't help it. Ik he has a huge dick cause one time I was talking to him and I pulled my shirt down a little bit so he could see my tits and he had a huge boner. I really want to suck his dick but I only see him at school and there's cameras everywhere there. He rides my bus so I might sit down next to him and give him an hj but then everyone on the bus might see. He really turns me on and I'm wet just thinking about him.
#masturbation #cum #dream #blowjob
I write poems and short stories. I even have a dream diary.
I'm a 27 years old guy living at his parents place...
Last night, I had a very weird dream.
I was at my aunt's birthday party when I noticed that I urgently needed to go on the toilet but in the whole building I was not able to find a restroom. The problem was that I didn't need to pee but to empty my intestine.
Don't remember much unfortunately but when I woke up I ... already emptied my gut, next to my almost-boyfriend. We were hooking up but of cource he saw what I did and rushed off.
Oh gosh, this was the most embarrassing moment in my life!!!!
#dream #party #toilet #restroom #intestine #gut #embarrassing #confession
Sometimes things happen to you when you are young or in a dream and your memories aren't great. Did it really happen or did I dream this or did something happen that got twisted up in a dream.
Maybe I was sexually abused as a child, in my sleep. But who did it. A babysitter, a relative, a parent. And did what. I have vague memories of someone sucking my little child's dick. But I can't remember male or female, young or old. A real event or just a. dream.
No memory of objecting, enjoying, participating. It isn't a frequent dream memory but it has recurred over the years. I've heard of regression therapy. Not sure I believe in that. My dream will probably remain a semi-pleasant mystery.
This may seem like a boring confession, but I can’t tell anyone in my life, so here I am; I’m a female engaged to another female. Yet I cannot stop thinking about the guy I’ve been hooking up with for almost a year.
The smart, reasonable side of me is VERY aware that it’s only sex. (AMAZING sex, but that’s it.)
But the hopeless romantic side of me, loves laying next to him in bed.
I take any opportunity I can to see him. And when I can’t for a while, I find myself wondering what he’s doing and missing how he feels inside of me.
Damn life.
I recently quit my job and my apartment as I want to travel the world and experience new things. Doesn't sound that bad, right?
Well, I have a girlfriend and a rather close-knit family and I haven't told them anything about it yet. I'm from Europe, but found a job in Australia for the next few months, just working on the field, travelling, exploring the country that kind of stuff. After Australia I want to go to Asia, I'd really love to go to Tokyo.
I don't know when I'll be back or if I ever will be back. For now, I think I am just going to tell my girlfriend that I'll just use my holidays from work to travel the world and that I'll be back in a few weeks... But I guess it is more like going to be for 2 or more years... Who knows what will happen.
Therefore, I'd like to confess that I am going to abandon my family, friends and my girlfriend and live the life I always dreamt about.
#dream #travel #world #girlfriend #lying #family #confession
My dream was so real and strange. My father-inlaw and I were having fun on a playground. Our clothes fell off and we ended up having the best sex ever. I cannot forget the dream. And now I find myself daydreaming of hardcore sex with my father-inlaw. Now I masturbate with urge but I must remain faithful. He's single, lives close, handsome, intelligent, strong, ... . No No No
Some nights ago, I dreamt that I would kill my brother-in-law. He is my husband's brother and they are like best friends. My brother-in-law, called Luke, lives in our streets, so he's around every single day.
He's nice actually but he's a bit of a loser. He can't do anything, lost his job several times and is not able to handle a girlfriend. He drinks beer and alcohol every day, so around 5 or 6 pm he's already a bit sozzled and then he starts talking and touching. He slapped my butt twice already. I told my husband but he said Luke wouldn't mean it like that and that it's just a joke.
Now I dreamt that I drove him over. Before I had that dream I would never ever thought about it, but now... He's really a pain in the ass. But I don't want my husband to suffer. So I guess, I have to live with him.
#brother #in #law #husband #family #alcohol #beer #dream #kill #death
I’m straight, never been with another girl, don’t even have a driver’s license yet, but I have a fantasy. In my fantasy, I wake up in the middle of the night feeling like someone is lying down on me. When I open my eyes, I see another woman lying in top of me, naked, kissing me and grinding on me. Sometimes I try to call for help, but she covers my mouth and keeps fucking me. She fucks me until we’ve both come at least twice, and then she kisses and cuddles me until I fall back asleep. She’s gone when I wake up.
I’ve been having this fantasy for a while, and while some parts change most of it doesn’t. It doesn’t really matter WHO the other woman is, either. Sometimes she’s a random celebrity, sometimes she’s someone I know. Sometimes she’s someone I like, sometimes she’s someone I hate. Sometimes she’s older than me, sometimes she’s the same age as me, sometimes she’s younger.
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