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Venting sounds great right now. My parents are separated, my biological mother has nothing to do with me, nor my siblings. I’ve been off my antidepressants for a while now. Anxiety isn’t fun though. 🙃 I feel alone in this world... I feel like everyone is against me. Everyone judges me for my past.. it wasn’t the best I’m admit but the adversity has made me stronger.
Ever since my girlfriend Brittany went and watched "50 shades of grey" with her girlfriend Sara, she has been gradually sissifying me. She now has me wearing panties daily, of her choosing. She has me dressing as a French Maid 2 to 3 times per week at home and serving her. She has her friend Sara come over and I have to serve both of them. She recently made me learn a song and dance routine so I could perform "boogie woogie bugle boy of company B" for her and Sara. But she had changed a lot of the words. So the chorus said "I'm the cock-gobbling slurpy slut of Mistress Brittany". I am pretty sure Brittany is grooming me for some bi-action. So embarrassing!!!
I usually sleep on my right side but last light for some reason i could only get comfortable laying on my belly, so i ended up falling asleep that way. I woke up this morning to severe discomfort and quickly realized my penis had twisted up and was pushed into my body and it was fully erect aswell. I tried to pull it out but i felt as if it was locked in two direct ways. It's still like that and it won't go flacid.i'm so embarrases to go to the hospital because i don't egen know what to make of this. Has anyone ever experienced anything like this before. I am really freaked out.
#penis #injury #weird #bizarre #confused #embarassed #humiliated #medical #distress #depression #despair #desperate
I see no way back. I have never fully recovered from nearly dying. Or did Covid do this. I just can’t focus enough to function.
I tried to change. To fix what was broken. I just can’t.
I try to interact with the world and people. I just can’t.
The stress is too much.
How do you get better when your body won’t let you?
I tried to talk to someone. It was useless. I made them mad without meaning too.
My grades are so fucking terrible this semester and I know I have no one to blame but myself but I just can't seem to focus on school. My whole future is at stake here and I still can't stop procrastinating. At first I thought the problem was social media, so I deleted all my social media accounts but it still didn't make me more productive. I just walk around in endless circles and can't sit down and bring myself to study. I've had thoughts about killing myself if I fail any of my classes.
There is so much on my mind right now I don't know where or how to start.
I am exhausted I am tired I am lonely I am stressed I am crowded.
I don't want to be with people, but I do not want to be alone either.
University is killing me right now one test after another and another. Work is horrible, I am being bullied and threatened.
I just want it all to stop.
I just want to sleep.
My exams are going on now and Im really stressed.
I don't even know how to start. I'm scared. I have to study all night. Also I Have depression and anxiety and also get panic attacks. My parents doesn't care about anything else except grades and shit. My parents got in a big fight 2 weeks ago and my dad went to Singapore for business but he still hasn't called once. My mom says that i never know what's going on in the family and stuff and yells at me and hits me. She doesn't know how stressed I am and I worry about stuff so much.
I have no one to talk to. I see my friends at school and we can't really talk much because of exams. There's a lot more stuff and things are much more complicated than this but I really wanted to let out these stuff. I'm even thinking of taking drugs.
#exams #depression #anxiety #stress
In 8th grade I started starving myself. I’m a freshman in college now and I still can’t stomach more than 900 cal a day. I weigh 99lb. None of my pants that I brought with me to college fit anymore. I feel like I’m dying.
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