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My partner still talks to his ex (from 2020). The girl messaged him about becoming a social media model/content creator. For over 2 hours, he couldn't stop talking about it because he thinks it's not a good idea. He's so serious and angry that when I tried talking, he objects. So I just let him talk and I listened as it might be what he needed. He didn't tell his ex about it, though that's during when I was with him. Don't know if he did later that day. I understand he cares as you would for a friend but 2 long hours might be too much.
I love the people I hate and I hate the people I love. I enjoy hurting people.
This is my story of mental abuse, caused by my parents.
I'm 11, and I was depressed last year. After my mother called me a bitch, which she did two more times over that year, I became depressed... I asked to not wash the dishes, because I had fallen over and hurt my leg (which still hurt like hell!) but she didn't give a shit! She said, "Stop treating me like dirt, you Little Bitch!" and never said sorry. A few months after, and I still felt horrible. I was fat. My mother had told me this over and over. The truth is, I was tall as an average 12yr old and the right weight for that but since I was ten... I was "Fat" and "Chubby"... One day, I begged my mom to not let me go to a Scout Camp, because I didn't really know anyone in my group, but she just said, "Stop acting like a bitch and get ready!", which made me feel more depressed. I barely spoke on the camp, and I was starting to become an introvert. When everyone else was on a sugar-high I had to do something, but didn't know how. I didn't ask and ended up spilling the container of dirty water. They yelled at me for not asking for help, clearly not understanding what it means to be an introvert, and I felt horrible... A few weeks after that, I heard my mother saying, "Lesbians all should burn in hell!" to my father, and my heart fell to the ground. I've had many crushes, on both male and female. I know I'm bisexual already... The next day we were in the car, and I asked my mother what she thought of gays...
She said, "It's their life. They can do what they want."
"What if I'm bisexual?"
"YOU ARE TOO YOUNG TO KNOW WHAT LOVE IS! Uh, but if you are bi, we will accept you.."
I used to be an extrovert, but I'm now introverted. I'm a brilliant actress, but only because I've been hiding my depression. I never cut myself, thanks to my best friend, Eggie, but I came close to drinking bleach when my father told me to "Fuck off", but didn't thanks to her. I have another really close friend, Austin, and he's fine with who I am and I feel wanted for once in my life. I am no longer depressed, but when I say "I love you" to them, I don't mean it... I care about them, hell they're my parents, but they have taught me to not stand up for myself and that I am worthless... I wish there was a way out of this hell. I wish I could tell someone! My friends think I never think about ending it, but that's not true! I believe I'm worthless, regardless of how many times I'm told I'm not! I wish I could just be who I want. I wish I could have been born into a family that cares about my well being! I am shy and introverted, but my family thinks I'm a happy, loud, extrovert! I have anxiety, but I can't tell anyone face to face because I'll break down and crying is weak! I am weak, so why do I hide it? I'm never going to be worth anything! I just wish, that when I closed my eyes and dreamed, that it wouldn't end. That I'd one day wake up and everything will be fine... I just hope god let's things become better...
#depression #wish #listen #help #love #never #friends #parents #hate
I haven't been truly honest about my life, but the thing is do I really have to?
My perception towards life was just a momentary thing, to entertain me, to give me pleasure.
Attachment was never an option, I lied in every aspect about me —towards my friends, my family and to my lover.
And the sad thing about it is that I don't feel any sort of guilt, not an ounce of remorse.
Lying became a part of my life and I wasn't doing anything to stop it.
I envy my "friends" because they get along really well and here I am, feeling alone. I thought I have a friend but it turns out, I have none. When I feel like they have a problem, I ask them if they were ok but they will just say that they were fine and they will talk to their other friends what their problem really is. I just want to know what they are doing and that I am just here to listen to them but I think that they don't trust me. Whenever they talk about something in our group chat, I feel so out of place and when I ask them what they were talking, they will just say that it doesn't concern me or it is just nothing.
I am 19 and female, I lost my virginity when I was 16 to my friends dad, we have been having sex ever since, even during lockdown we would meet up.
It feels wicked when fucks me but that turns me on a lot.
About a month ago, I was at my girlfriends house and I turned the corner and saw her mom standing there in these white silky high wasted panties and a bra. I just stopped in my tracks and stared. She looked up and was startled and quickly moved away. I was instantly hard from just that sight. Later that night when she was back from work she took a shower and took those panties off and put them in the hamper. When everyone was asleep I got them from the hamper and went to the bathroom to jerk off to their strong smell. They were stained as well which made them even better. I came twice then put them back. Ever since that point I have wanted to fuck the living shit out of her.
Me and my best friend read these and laugh while doing it , i also think she masturbates to them
I get about 2000 dollars a week through gambling. I'm addicted but refused to accept this for a long time. Now I know I got a problem but don't see the point in stopping. I earn a lot of money with it and certainly don't have any disadvantages. Some of my friends now started to stop talking to me because they think I need help.
I don't care, I get a lot of money!
I’m bisexual and I haven’t always known it but I’ve been in love with my best friend since we met and I’ve known her for 14-15 years. I can’t go a week without seeing her. sometimes we’ll be watching tv together and I’ll imagine what it would be like if she liked me back. Worse thing is I’m in a relationship with her cousin
I pretend that I’m happy by taking pictures of myself hiding in tons of makeup because I gained lots of weight because I’m an alcoholic. Any addiction or obsession I will latch onto so I don’t have to feel unless it’s pleasure. I avoid, hide and conform from and to others so I don’t have to be in control of any situation. I’m a follower, a fraud and a horrible friend.
I ghost when things become to real for me which in turn ruins many relationships both good and bad. I ghosted my best friend because he called me out on my bs. He says it’s what real friends do and he’s right. I guess I was never a real friend because I vanish when things become too tough for me and I hide behind makeup to attempt to look good like I once was. I’ll drink, get high or sleep with whomever to escape the fraud that I am.
#fraud #avoidance #hide #friendship
So I met this person online, maybe December or November? Well yea I thought they were pretty chill so I asked to be friends with them, they said yes. I talked to them everyday starting from then, they played a game I played too so what id do was wait till they were online in that game instead of contacting on social media since they were sorta inactive there. Waited till 4am once, yeah was not mentally okay. On valentines day, I asked them to be my platonic valentine (excuse to say I had a valentine haha) and they agreed! Was psyched, after that we flirted alot. I said 10 fucking pickup lines in a row without them replying. Tell me you have attachment issues with telling me you do. I imagined fake scenarios with them, dirty ones included and I have no regrets lol. Then I found out their appearance and holy shit did it make me even more crazy about them. Shoulder length hair, 6,0, rings, nice hands, black clothing most the time and dark brown eyes. She was so pretty and I was absolutely starstruck. Then there was me, a 5,6 asian pansexual woman who sits in front of a screen 24/7. One pickup line (a more recent one) let me find out that im allowed to call them mine. We are still only friends keep in mind. A flirtationship was what I assumed it was and the urge to confess was unreal. My biggest peeve about this obsession was..pretending they were my partner when meeting new people, not sure if other people do this. Its so fucking silly lmao and I regret it so much, I also dont, it felt nice haha. The fake scenarios got bigger and bigger, pretending we went on dates and guess what? I plan on confessing on their birthday next year if I buck up the courage to. Probs won't but I hope they know I love them. I make it clearly fucking obvious im into them so im waiting for a good time. They send me websites on how to get better if im ill, they help me, flirt with me, tease me and care for me. Partner material. So uhh if you're 5,11 but 6,0 with good shoes and you think you know who this is, hi. I like you lol. Praying they dont find this though aha. Thanks for listening to my cringe obsession phase story time. -A.T
#onlinerelationship #onlinecrush #girlfriends #crush #wlw #love #cringeyobsessions #attatchmentissues #obssession #lovesick
My wife said to me: "Honey I promise you I will always be completely honest and open in our communication. It’s so important to a perfect relationship.
"I want you to be happy.
"So when you told me all your girlfriends and first wife cheated on you. I thought how perfectly honest and open you are for trusting me to know that about you. I’m not asking you to change for me.
"So I promise to cheat on you too.
"Honey we are just going to be completely perfect for each other."
#cheating #cuckold #promise #relationship #girlfriends #perfect #honesty #willing
I (28 male) am really annoyed by my friends. We are apparently at an age where everyone of us should start a family and have children. They do not talk about anything else. Babies here, relationship goals there, kids are so important for a partnership. Blablahblahblah.
They get on my nerves. Really. I want to build a reputation and get a steady career going on before even ThInKiNg about children.
The worst part are those parents who think they figured everything out now and know how life works, but are almost incapable of making a living.
So I'm f14 and in my year (grade) all the rates (popular) boys are friends with each other and they're really dirty. And since I've got back to school they've been talking to me. I've got compliments on how my breast are big and I'm thicc and have a nice ass. Which I find quite funny lol. Anyways I'm really friends with one of them. Let's call him jay. We're just friends and our relationship is quite weird. He thinks I'm gonna give him a bj on his birthday. last week he grinder his dick on me in class when I bent over which caught me off guard. Anyways I sit next to jay in some classes. And in science we sit at the back. And we were talking and I was laughing then out of no where I put my hand on his upper thigh and he literally tenses up and I can see I did something so I pull back and I think I blushed over too much. He just laughs off and then he does it back. But as his hand is on my thigh he moves it upwards near to where my pussy is (yeah). We wear uniform and I had pants on but they're like tight pants so you can see shape and outlines of everything. And I'm completely frozen. Then he starts rubbing my 😏 yeah that. And then he's unzipping my pants. (Remember were in class) so I wake up to reality and I move his hand away and say "wyd we're in class" and he's the type of person who does give a fuck about anything so he says "and" so I make up that I'm on my period so he's like "why don't we finish off what you started on Wednesday then" which is the day where I get off my "period" which is also tomorrow. So I'm like yea sureeee. And he's been really on me ever since. So like I've never had a dick inside me so I don't know what's gonna happen tomorrow. But pray for me? 😂😚 I forgot to mention but he also told me he had a dream about me. "I was naked in bed and then you came and undressed and then got in and then idk what happened next" is exactly what he said. I thought was funny LOLLL but I'd be lying if I said I didn't dream about him either a few days before that.
#highschool #friendswithbenefits #lust #boys #crush #bitchsavemebeforeidie
ugh I don't know who to tell. I'm in love with a guy. he's so sweet and caring. we have plenty in common and he respects me. I want to tell him how I feel but I'm afraid of making our friendship awkward
When I was 10, my best friend was a boy, (and he still is) and we would flirt with eachother and stuff. He was really handsome and stuff, and eventually i started having fantasies about him, and one day we were playing ball tag and he lead me to this secret place in the school and started to kiss me. i kissed him back but we could hear a ball bouncing and it was our friend so we just pulled back. Even today, him and his/my friends touch me in weird places. -AJ
I seriously want to commit suicide. I'm just done with life. The friends that I thought would never switch up on me, did. My dad, who is like my best friend isn't talking to me. Rumors about me at school are going around that it's making me not want to go school no more. I just can't, I been wishing for death since a little kid for being bullied over my skin color. I have a boyfriend, he knows about my suicidal past, but not the reason why. He always tells me things about my skin color and asked me if bothered me. I said no because I didn't want to seem so fragile. But it in reality it hits me so hard. I hate that the first thing that goes through a mind of a person when they meet me is my skin color. I absolutely hate it. I just don't think I can't do this anymore. If I didn't have a boyfriend, I would honestly already do it.. but I don't want to break his heart bc I know how much it would hurt him.
I dont understand my behaviour sometimes so nice to people sometimes so rude
I myself want someone to stay with me but then again my behaviour doesnt let me ...
No more friends they dont like me as m fatty nd wheatish complexion but topper in class nd belong to very well settled family
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