Secret Confessions

I love my boyfriend to bits but he is so problematic sometimes! He is always moaning that he is tired or that he has a headache! For example, last week we had a wedding with his parents and he moaning and moaning that he was tired because he missed some hours of sleep the night before. Today we had a friends reunion and he was acting all weak because he said he had a migraine since he was shopping in the sun this morning. I know that it is not nice to feel sick but it s like there is always something wrong with him.
I hate the fact that I always have to be the first one to hug and kiss with the hope that he cuddles me a bit. I know he loves me and he says that he s afraid someone will walk in on us- cuz I still live with my parents. I dont want to sound insenstive- all I want is some romance and my boyfiend aging his age- PLS STP ACTING LIKE YOU RE 60!!

You say you love me. You say you want this to last, yet you show me no effort. No calls. No visits. It was my birthday yesterday. You magically “got sick.” Today you didn’t do anything, yet still didn’t come over to try to make up for yesterday. I can’t stand you sometimes, but it’s hard to picture things without you. You’re a bitch. I’ve been here all along. Always. And you can’t even make an appearance. I can’t do this. I won’t. You make me miserable and you wear on my faith of humanity. I would try to fix this, but you’ll never change and we both know that.

He broke up with me a year ago because he just didn’t love me enough to marry me. Truth is, at that very moment I felt relieved (I could actually breathe again). I didn’t want to marry him either. But it’s a year later and sometimes I wish that we were still together, unmarried, but happy. I miss him. And I still love him.

I am 34, divorced, a single mother, and am middle class. After my seperation I dated someone (live out bf, who i wanted to be a live in) for about 3 years, off and on. We had a somewhat turbulent relationship. I was still sort of getting over my ex husband for part of the time. He helped me do that. He helped me feel i could make it on my own. Eventually he said he didn\’t feel important but i felt we had come a really long way and were better. Anyhow he broke it off finally for reals.

A few months after i met someone else and started dating this guy. What a super nice and sweet guy too! We are now living together an aside from somewhat boring sex and him being pretty busy with his life (writing a book and stuff), we have NO issues.

I asked my ex bf out for a drink and one thing lead to another and yes we had sex, and we did so about once a week for a month.

I have completely realized i still love my ex. I told my ex, and he seems to be scared to go out with me again.

I feel i have to end it with my partner and he didnt do anything at all to deserve this… I am afraid to do this because my child is rather attached to my new bf. Also because i love him, i am just so confused feeling that my ex is really the “one”. And whats even nuttier is that my ex does not seem to share these sentiments.

I could go on, get therapy, maybe anti-depressants and start to ignore my ex. We are no longer having sex. I feel if i tell my it will hurt him so much and thats so unfair. Also i could make a life with my bf, he is a good guy allt he way around. PErhaps i should just forgive myself, stay w. bf and get some meds to help me get over my ex? I am kind of pretty confused.

I am not an evil person, and i do not want to hurt people! I am not writing this to be judged but to sort of get a sense of what to do. Break with bf, live alone yearning for my ex, and hurt my kid and this sweet man? Make a huge play for my ex since i truly truly love him!???And hurt all? Or just forget my ex?

I’ve had a secret relationship with a married co-worker for the past 2 1/2 yrs. I know his wife, kids and most of his family. We both tell eachother how much we “Love” one another daily. I’m so wrapped up in him and couldn’t imagine ending it…he is everything I want with 1 set back, he’s married. What he doesn’t know is my whole family knows about our secret.

I’ve seen it coming for a long time: I have fallen in love with someone “too old for me”. Not the creepy kind of age difference, but a senior dating a freshman would be “weird”. To make matters worse, he’s my best friend’s ex-boyfriend. (I’m partially responsible for their breakup; the first time I called him on my own was to apologize. My friend was secretly hanging out with her ex. He guessed, I confirmed.)

My parents can’t stand it. They say that I should be hanging out with “people my age”. They complain over and over that I don’t have “friends” my age. I’ve tried, Mom and Dad, to make friends my age. It doesn’t work.

My friends can’t stand it either. My best friend from a long time says she “couldn’t see it working between us”. My other friend (his ex) says she doesn’t care if I’m friends with him, but when she found out that we talk almost every day, she seemed a little more than shocked.

My only connection to see him in person, since my parents won’t let me go by myself, would be through his ex. He doesn’t want to be around her. I have no idea when the next time I see his face is going to be, and it hurts.

What’s worse is that by the time I’m eighteen, when I can date whoever I want, he’ll be enlisted in the army. He’ll be there for six years, possibly more. Then I’m really screwed.

He doesn’t know that I like him, and I don’t know if he likes me. I’m afraid that I’ll creep him out. He says that I’m easy to talk to, I never get on his nerves with my constant phone calls, and we can talk for hours and hours about anything and nothing: classic cartoons, life, Tim Burton, and the fact that my cat is morbidly obese. He’s also way overprotective of me and gets really mad when he thinks I’m not being treated right.

I love him, I love him, I love him.

But I don’t know if I can.

I really am in love with this girl. She’s amazingly beautiful, and some of the things she does in bed are…amazing to say the least. The one thing is that I never cum. Her room mate gets back sooner than expected, or it’s too late. She says she wants to have sex, that she trusts me. She keeps saying that since she hasn’t had sex in a while, it would hurt. I’m being extremely patient. I just want a blowjob or something. Just so I don’t have to keep using J.I.L.L all the time. Foreplay lasts forever, and it never goes anywhere. She wears this little school girl mini skirt when she’s been hinting all day at having sex that night. Then when the time roles around…nothing. She goes to sleep. The feeling I get when her skin presses against mine is unbelievable. I do love her, I just want some kind of physical interaction more than a kiss and a hug. I feel like a horrible person.

I’ve fallen in love with someone at work and can’t stop thinking about her even when I’m with my wife. Nothings happened and it’s not going to, she wouldn’t want it to and she wouldn’t want me to leave my wife for her. It’s just at times, when we’re out after work in a group for a drink, we flirt and occasionally hold hands. I feel like a child again when I’m in her company, always wanting to be near her, possibly touching.
I just don’t know what to do, if anything, about how I feel

I love you so, so, so much. I really need you to be there for me. I wish I could tell you how I feel, but I know for sure you’ll never want to talk to me again. I really want to tell you so bad, but I don’t want to lose you.

I Can Count My Favorites On One Hand.
REDToasters.Robots.Vampires.
Candy.Piercings.
I Can Count My Love On One Finger.
You.

But the number of butterflies in my stomach is endless.
<3

[Do you want to die with me.?]

first let me start by saying im a lesbian and i was trying to live a lie before, until i came out, but thats not what i want to talk about.

i met this girl like 2 years ago, we dated and we fell madly in love, i was the happiest person alive, when we were together i felt like nothing could go wrong and i felt like i could do anything. she has the most beautiful blue eyes and perfect blonde hair, she is just gorgeous.
after 3 months of dating, i was supposed to go on a trip to another country, to visit my moms family and stuff (my mom is the biggest homophobic, tho she didnt know about my relationship) when i was there, somehow my dads part of the family found out that i was dating a girl and my aunts started telling my mom, so i was stuck in another country while my mother was getting brain washed by my own family..

well my mother found out and decided that i wasnt gonna go back to the states, me and my gf continued our relationship for a few more months, i neve actually knew i could miss someone so much to the point ur heart hurts, just the urge to hug them and kiss them and just look into their eyes, its was unbearable.. my gf decided that we should take a break cause she wanted me there and it was too painful not to be with me.. we would still talk everyday on the phone and the computer, it didnt feel like we werent together anymore..

but not long ago she started dating, she has dated a few girls and i just get so jealous and i start bitching.. then she would tell me that she misses me and that she thinks of me when she was with any girl.. then it doesnt work out with them. but now she has found one and she is in a relationship with her.. when i saw her status i just wanted to break down and cry, it felt so horrible, my whole day was just weird and i couldnt take that off my head, just made my daily activities harder than ever.. today was the first day that we talk in weeks, i miss her terribly..

ive tried so hard to move on, tried dating, tried being with someone, just tried everything.. i dont know how to do it, i dont know what to do to forget her. its so scary to read and hear of people that cant forget their first true love..
im gonna be 20 by the end of the month and if wished would come true, id wish to see her one more time.
but ive wished so much and so hard that i stopped believing in them..
i would give anything to be able to hold her in my arms one more time, maybe thats what i need to finally realize that she is not mine anymore, even if her actual relationship is not going well and its only been 3 days

if anyone know what to do to forget someone, please tell me, cause i just dont know how

You are my first love and i love you so much
Even though you are too far away from me,my love is growing more and more…
I can’t stop loving you because you are my first real lave
I think of you all the time and i can’t stop it
I think of you in my sleepless solitude night
I think of you every day
I miss you so much and i can’t live without you…
Amir , I love my darling

your massages suck!! i actually hurt worse when you’re done! i tell you and i show you, and you still try to fix me like you fix a car! but something is better than nothing, and i want you to feel like i need you anyway.

We were together but i ended it.. i regret it but its something i did.. you didnt want to get back. you were my first and i was your first. you say you love me and you always will.. we are friends now and im okay with it… honestly.. but the thing that kills me is today after we talked you told me that your love life is on hold because when the right girl comes back to you.. it will be active again.. and i thought i was the one.. but i was mistaken.. even though the same time you told me who the girl was.. you still do love me.. and you still admit you do. why am i not the one, after everything we have been though.. after all those years of you wanting me and loving me!!

She kicked me out over a year and a half ago for some guy she met online.

Everything reminds me of her. I’ve tried so hard to move on and find someone else, but christ– I can’t do it. I loved her so much. I had never even considered marriage until I met this girl. Even something as mindless as an advertisement reminds me of that one day, that one moment, something that occured between us. Every girl I’ve been with or slept with evokes a memory of her. I haven’t seen her in months and her face is still fresh in my mind– not that scowling, angered face that countered mine of horrified confusion, but that of her just-rare-enough smile, with that tinge of a blush.

I wonder sometimes, what she would think if she knew I still loved her this much.