4 years ago i did a terrible crime, i’ve almost killed a man. i was passing near him when my leg hit the ladder he was standing under it working,i kept walking and i was sure that the ladder was going to fall, but i didnt warn him. after few steps the ladder fell, i looked behind to see the poor guy was swimming in his own blood, it hit him on his head and went unconcious immediatly.peole gathered to see what happened,i was standing there in my palce and i said nothing, when the ambulance came i kept moving in my way and never looked behind again, i dont know if he is alive or he died, i never slept well from that day onward, i havent told anyone about this guy, i was sooooo scared to be cought and to be put in jail.
if he is still alive( i hope so) i ask him to forgive me, and that am sorry.if he passed away i ask GOD to forgive me.
I gave custody of my child to my mother so I could go into the military. She refused to give my daughter back, and I’ve spent years suing for custody.
I moved back into her home to care for her now that she’s terminally ill. But I’m so full of rage at what she’s done to my child that I can’t wait for this woman to die.
It will be the happiest day of my life. Everyone thinks I’m an amazing, wonderful, loving daughter.
But in reality, I just wanted to watch her suffer for the hell she’s put my child through. Thank God it’s almost over.
I am a 20 year old woman. I have never had sexual intercourse because I want to want till I find that one special guy. I started masturbating in my middle teens and now that I am older and know it is wrong, I want to stop. But I get tempted esp. around my time of the month. I also found a site online where I can watch porn for free but I have stopped because it is kind of gross. I don’t like watching women give man blowjobs and having orgies. That is all free porn is it seems. I am a Christian and I know what I am doing is wrong, I hope God can forgive me and I hope that will be able to forgive myself.
i love being the girl you love; but i hate being the girl that doesn’t love you back.
I hate to admit it but iam totally disgusted by my boyfriends body i love him deeply but i hate for him to even kiss on me. al l he does is come home sit and
play video games watch tv and snack never works out and willnot even go for a wolk with me to even try to stay fit
what should i do
I have not loved my husband in over 5 years, I have threatened to leave, faked affairs, cut off sex, and called my husband really bad names just so he would leave, he is still home. He has told me he would throw my stuff out in the street many times and said he would be happy to show me the door. Well, I found a new home to live in, I am moving out next week and he has no idea!!
my therapist tells me what i’m feeling is normal, that i’ll get over the crush on my same gender friend, my total emotional numbness, the cutting…
i’d rather be sick. cause you get meds for that
:(( I’m not ready to marry him. Oh,God I don’t have the guts to tell him. Ive always wanted 2 have a big wedding party with a good reception. I wanted 2 wear a nice pouffy dress. Is it so big to ask? I don’t want to start my life like a miserable person in a small cramped apartment which is rented.. and the worst I can’t act like a happy bride anymore.besides he doesn’t respect me. I hate his family. Dear God, I was deceiving myself. I know this marriage wont last long time if we start it like this
I grew up in care. That’s not my confession, it’s just a bit of background. In a way, it’s 2 confessions in one.
When I was 15, I went to my friend’s house, to get him up for college as I usually did, and upon entering his room I found him lying in a pool of his own blood on the floor. He had slit his wrists. This was a guy I had known since care, had been like my big and little brother rolled into one. The night before, I had cancelled going over to watch a movie. I feel so guilty, like I could’ve saved him.
To make matters worse, he had left 2 notes, one for his parents and one for me. My note said how he’d waited for me to call and say I’d changed my mind, and that he loved me but had never had the courage to tell me. I loved him, I always had, but I’d never had the courage either. Now I have to live my life knowing that if I had just told him he might be alright.
I gave my heart to you. I went from University student, to community college attendee living with his parents, just to be closer to you.
I changed lifelong plans, and lost incredible chances, just to make sure we could be together.
I broke great friendships off, because people said you weren’t good for me.
Then one night I get a phone call from your best friend in college. She tells me theres something I deserve to know.
She proceeds to explain to me, that you’ve had several sexual “adventures” in your dorm when I’m not visiting you.
She told me about the threesome you had, soon after I left one weekend.
She told me about the guy you ****** the day before Valentines (The night I couldn’t reach your cellphone because you were “building snowmen”)
She also told me that when I called you Valentines morning, you were laying on top of him naked as we spoke on the phone.
I spent that Valentines Day with you, I spent that entire day expressing my love for you. I wanted to make sure you knew just how incredible you were to me.
What completely blows my mind, is not only could you sleep with so many people and not feel the least bit of guilt. But you could pretend to love me, just HOURS after ******* some random guy.
Now, 1 year later…
My self-esteem is totally shot. I have serious trust issues. I blame you for everything.
My old confidence is completely gone. A woman at a department store walked right up to me and tried to start a conversation the other day. I couldn’t think of a SINGLE thing to say to her.
The old me, would’ve had her number in a heartbeat. Even five minutes after the fact, I had a hundred things I could’ve said. But at that moment, I completely turned in on myself.
**** You. You took 4 of the most important years of my life.
I have a couple of co-workers who are doing anything at work except work except working. everyone likes them and look at them as they are the perfect empolyees and thats because they use other people for doing their jobs using their beauty and their sexiness. not only that but they even get all the creidt by flirting with the boss.
i do my work and the boss knows that am good at what i do and that is more than enough for me. but the thing is thats not fair that me and those sluts get the same creidt. am starting to hate going to work every morning.
i think am the only one who can see their true faces, weird world!!!!!
I quit a course last year, and was so determined to continue this one. Now though…the thought of being away from everyone else once they leave and I have two more years to go frightens me so much I’ve seriously considered getting pregnant so I have a valid excuse to leave. I haven’t talked myself out of it 100% yet.