If you are readin this, I am 15 years old and have ingaged in a (few) oral acts with my 4 year old brother. I deeply regret this discission and accept the full consequences that come with it and hope not to be discrimnated but helped and spoken to. I was brutally beat as a child and raised around many drugs and alchohol, and have almost committed suiceide twice. My mother was molested and im not sure if my issues have anything to do with this, i have not had anything for my brother except love now and treat him with more respect for his age. i was beat with many objects, so was my mother, locked outside at odd hours of the night and cant continplate the things that happened. so please respond if anyone has advice, i dont know who to speak to and my mother has been molested to so if i told her i would fell like i have been disowned but would accept it in full terms. thank you and im sorry and can never forgive myself for what i have done.
I have made SO many mistakes in my life, that I wish I had never been born. I’m really not sure why God would make something so imperfect like me. It makes me question whether there actually is a God.
I will not see you again, or think of you that way.
We are finished. And I faked during sex.
You’r not as good as you think, I was just lonely.
My mistake.
i used to constantly fantasIze about how it may feel to taKe someones lIfe, to Look into their eyes as they draw their Last brEath, the power and the rush it might yeilD. there Are so Many what if’s.
Lets just sAy I don’t faNtasize anymore.
SORRY
I am a terrible son and family member. My parents have always given me the support, both morally and financially, throughout my life and instead of doing something out of it I have wasted all the opportunities given to me in a plate. I have become a worse person because of this, always arrogantly blaming other people, especially my parents, for all my problems when in the end, it is all in me. I am aware of this but always seem to lose control, I have kept lying my way through life in recent years, I part consciously and part unconsciously manipulate people into feeling sorry for me to take advantage of them. I can never keep any promises, I am never able to finish what I start, always roaming through life with no sense of direction. I want to change because I feel I am losing all the things which I value, but I always seem to fall into the same habits.
I hate my life. I never had any regrets in life until now, my whole life is just one big screw up.
I’m so angry, I can control it, but I don’t want to. I destroy stuff in a peaceful calm. Nothing helps anymore.
I hate my life!!! I can’t find a job I applied for a a hundred but no one wanted to employ me. I gave up and said I’ll go work at Mcdonalds and they wouldn’t even take me.
I’m a useless waste of space, and everyone would be better off without me.
I just want to run away, become a stripper and **** for fun. Live life without a care and just have some ******* fun. 24/7 I’m a mum and a wife, there’s no me time, I can’t do anything I once enjoyed because that’s just not allowed. I’m a ******* salve to a 4 month old. And I can’t even get a good orgasm from my man. He always cums before I do and I can’t be bothered having sex with him any more. I want to go out and find 3 men to screw me properly, screw me till I’m satified.
Life sucks. I’m just going to kill myself, even as I write it I know I would never do it. But I do know they would be better off without stupid dumbass depressed slut like me
I recently received a great promotion with a very significant raise. I have a great career, and I have purchased my first house. I have lost over 130 pounds over the last year, and now I am just barely overweight. Everything in my life is perfect, except I am alone. I have never been in love, much less gone on a date with a girl. The more I accomplish, the more alone I feel. I am nearly 35 and pretending to be successful; I don’t want to keep this facade going much longer.
Working as a teller for JPMorgan, I embezzeled over $250,000 from them. At first, it was due to an error in their system. This error spat out cash from a cash dispenser but didn’t register the amount it gave out. Over time, I discovered that I could force the system to give out cash at will. It was simply too easy to stop. I gave money to customers who needed it and paid for things that family members really needed. I helped many people and was generous but I also bought a new BMW M3 and a Nissan GTR. I bought all new appliances and furniture for my mom. I clubbed the living soul out of Las Vegas. I began to feel empty and wasted. I knew I didn’t deserve all the money so I turned myself in… I didn’t have any money left over to return to JpMorgan so they are in court right now. The shittiest part of all this is that I don’t know what’s going to happen to me. I know I’m not a bad person. I’m 21 and have never committed a crime like this and just thinking about what I’ve done is torturing… I don’t know what I should think… Can someone say anything? anything?
I married the wrong man, I knew it was wrong at the time but now I have no idea how to get out. I’m not in love with anyone else I just want out
I was 15 when I first started using drugs. Now i’m 19, in university and trying to move on with my life. I have scars on my arms from last summer when I injected ketamine regularly. Nobody knows except for a friend i used with, I’ve always been the perfect kid, even when using: lots of friends, volunteer work, president of student council, 90 and over average, cross country,soccer team,president of small student businesses. But I still dont feel happy with myself. I can never go out without a sweater, change without worrying about people noticing, or have a boyfriend because i’m sure he would notice. I’m so scared that they will remind me forever of the worst mistakes I ever made, and I’ll never forgive myself.
I stopped seeing you because I had an abortion and I knew you question why I couldn’t have sex so we took a break. Really though I killed your child because I am not ready for a kid and I knew you’d want to keep it and I’ll never tell you.
My son and daughter messed around sexually at a young age. Along with other kids. Right under our noses. Right in our home. She’s told me and I can see the pain it’s caused her. I can hardy look at my son without feelings of rage. I don’t want him arround, I don’t trust him. They were both young enough to probably not have known entirely what they did or why. They are now late teens and she told me that nothing like that happens now that they are older. But what if it does? I can see she definitely carries the emotional scars and it’s affected her views of relationships, sex, and gender roles in general. What do I do with this information? I know one or both of these kids may need counseling with this eventually, as they are nearing adult age and will have to seek it out on their own. The guilt I feel for not recognizing the signs earlier is almost too much for me to handle.