Ever since I was a kid, I had a weird feeling that my family was not as perfect as it seems. The community I lived in thought of my parents as the sweetest couple ever. Then one day, BAM! My dad filed for divorce. Cited irreconcilable differences. My mom was devastated because she was blind sided. On her birthday. One morning, I woke up earlier than I usual and heard my dad speak to someone else on the phone. Whoever it was on the other line was not my mom. I still remember vividly what he said, "Don't worry. I already asked for a divorce. I'll talk to you later. I love you." I knew the truth then.
My ex texted me, just to "check up" on me. We talked for a few minutes, I told her to never contact me again, then just blocked her. I broke up with her ~10 months ago when I found out she was cheating on me with 2 other boys. She moved on. I always acted like I did too. Now I just can't stop thinking about her..
unless the person is close to the person being cheated on. i don't think the person who gets cheated on should blame the person their partner cheated on them with for anything. their partner decided to cheat therefore it's the partners fault alone.
I comitted mortgage fraud last week. I got a mortgage after providing the bank with false documents. I tried that before with a different bank, but got caught. This time it worked however.
I've been married for 30 years and am not satisfied sexually. My wife and I have not had sex for at least 5 years. I'm addicted to porn and masturbate regularly. What I really want is to be cuckolded by a loving, dominant hotwife. I would do as she pleases. I would love for her to force me to suck cock in front of her.
I like to have men talk dirty to me. I don't care to join in but if you send me raunchy message after message I love it.
Hey y'all it's me again.. Obsessive girl .. Haven't written A confession in a few months. I was doing good.. The obsession with my mans friend went down and all was okay.. I mean minus the dilemma that was going on with my sister, which not gonna lie, was fckin me up. But everything was okay and just recently it started up again, but this time with someone I've never even met before. So I'm part of this astrology group on FB and a few months ago this guy from Portugal friended me. He was cute so I accepted. Few months later, he messages me and we start talking. I've always had a thing for foreign men and the fact that he's so knowledgable about something I love so much (astrology) and he speaks pretty good English considering the fact he doesn't live here, and the fact he's so deep... I mean it's hard to not get the obsession bug. And to top it all off he's freaking gorgeous so that doesn't help. I'm going crazy round 900 and I just don't know what to do. This is probably the worst type of obsession to have ... Besides the fact I'm in a committed relationship .. This guy is all the way in Portugal .. That's an 11 hour flight from me!! I want to look into his eyes and feel his skin .. And those lips.. Omg. He makes me want to have an affair .. Which im against but the rush of a love affair is one of the only things that make me really happy. I love my man don't get me wrong but we've never had that all consuming, deep, lustful bond. It was more like a highly sexual attraction mixed with best friend and comfort. I hate being this way.. I wish I was normal, but none the less .. This is me. Hopefully this eventually brushes off like it has in the past and I can be happy again, cuz right now I'm miserable.
I have this weird fascination of seeing my wife with another guy .
I'm the one who wrote the ID no ID12927 roughly two years ago. And honestly, a lot has changed... The girl I was with ended up splitting apart over the course of our third year together. Shit really just went all downhill... I don't know what did wrong, but things just never were the same between us for some reason. We were together for roughly 3 years 2 months and 13 days total. But even today, that seems to be a bit of a blur. I loved her like no other, but tensions between us arose to uncanny levels. We started losing interest, stopped caring, stopped communicating... We just disintegrated in a fiery pit of toxicity that consumed us both. When things went downhill, it started kind of acutely... There were times when I would get off of work, and come over to see her and she'd greet me at the door with "why are you here?" in a stark, unforgiving voice. I was quite taken aback by this at first, but then grew to expect it nearly every single time I went over to see her. Then the physical abuse followed. I'm extremely affectionate for being male, it's just how I always had been, but push came to shove (literally) and almost all of my affections were met with conflict. From a few gruesome insults that still ring in my ears to this day, to physical violence that escalated to the point of assault... Never once did I lay a hand on her, never did it even cross my mind to, it's just simply not who the person that I am... Any time she would piss me off to no end, I would take it out on my car out in the road, she lived kind of in the middle of nowhere... This kind of behavior continued over the course of the last summer I had to spend before my first year of college. When it came down to it at the end of the summer, I essentially spent the last week with her... And yet nothing ever changed... Fights and arguments were scattered throughout that week over the simplest of things, and it honestly ruined me. I couldn't feel anymore with her, it had been so long since we had connected on a level of intimacy as well as any kind of emotional connection we had. I felt it had all been severed for no reason... Something just snapped between us, and we were among the most broken of relationships I had ever encountered in my entire life. The final day came when I had to leave for college, same thing, different day. She fought with me over something so insignificant as me spitting my gum out the window during a drive... And even spending the entire day with her, it wasn't until the last 5 to 10 minutes I had left as I was leaving where there was any kind of emotion, real emotion between us, and even then I was begging for it. Being halfway out the door of her home and only getting a "bye", no hug, no kiss, absolutely shredded my feelings, shredded all hopes that I had for us, and even with me feeling in that way, I did not have the heart to break it off between us, because there was still a little hope in me that time away from each other would do us good... I was so very wrong... Daily communication between us became weekly, and then non-responsive at all... The last time I heard from her before my birthday in the mid first semester was roughly a week beforehand, and even then our message stream only lased 8 messages total, not including double texts sent to keep her attention, and the triple text at the end to attempt to get her attention once again... There were no emotions there in the single word replies I was receiving from her, I couldn't even get an "I love you" or "I miss you" out of it... I knew things we're crumbling. About a week after my birthday, I met up with a friend of mine whom I met on campus and she invited me over, one of her close friends was hanging around too. Her friend and I were sitting together, talking, just making connections and sharing interests, but as she went to the bathroom, the older friend pulled me by my collar and told me, "She thinks you're absolutely adorable, go sit with her." Unbeknownst to me, the entire time I was there, she had been texting my friend about me, saying wonderful things and becoming completely infatuated with me. So I did. I switched positions and stole her blanket. When she returned from the bathroom she seemed to be in a sarcastic shock, saying things like, "Oh, what do you think you're doing with MY blanket?" and my only reply was, "you can share" with a half crack smile, being my old sarcastic self back. She grinned and agreed, "I guess"... So we continued on watching movies, and about a quarter of the way through she propped her feet up against me. No problem to me, I tried the sarcasm route again and asked "do you mind?" and her smart mouth only gave out, "Not at all, do you?" I didn't. Not one bit, so I started rubbing her feet out of habit for doing this with other friends and it was as though she became putty in my hands. Exclaiming, "ohH MY GAWD YOU'RE SO NICE" with the cutest little expression on her face, we ended up cuddling a lot over the duration of the movies we were watching and things started getting a little heavy with the affection. Kissing, grabbing, things like that started going on and it had been so long since the last time I had felt this kind of way with someone. Or even had such an enjoyable experience with being around a woman. 4 am rolls around, and all three of us are tired, my friend tells me it's alright to just crash there on the couch and proceeds to go to bed. Not even 30 seconds after her door closes, she texts her friend asking if we would like to come cuddle in with her. And we do, and this goes on for quite a while, things just kind of happen between the three of us and I honestly say it had been the best night of my life... But even then, I didn't feel anything. I had been so numb to my emotions that I felt no guilt for it. No remorse... No regret. Absolutely nothing. I knew my feelings for the one I had left back at home were gone. So a week after that I ended it. And it was the most liberating feeling I have ever known. If that night had not have happened, I honestly don't know where would be present day right now. The friend of my friend continued to take an extremely heavy interest in me, and things blossomed between us so much that we're together now. Yesterday was our 9 months of being together... And even in those nine months, I've never felt more exhilarated in my entire lifetime. I've felt more in the past 9 months than the three years I spent with my first love.... Her and I went our separate ways, and she's found new love as of right now, and I'm quite honestly happy for her. Despite her not having talked to me in almost a year to this day... Time allocated together does not define how true your love is, she'll always have a special place in my heart, but our time has passed. I'm with a new love now, and I don't look forward to changing that any time soon. She has my heart. If you're reading this right now, know I love you with all of my heart. And as for you my past love, know that I'm sorry for how things came to be between us, understand I am genuinely happy with the paths we took, my only wish is for everyone to be happy. Thank you for the memories along the way.
I don't know what to do. My dearest friend just died and I don't believe it. For me he is just somewhere else but he still is somewhere and I just choose not to be with him. Like I don't realise that he is dead and I can't just call or write him. Also I think I might be depressed bcs I feel sad often. IDK, I'm just si confused. The boy loved me so much and I just don't feel anything. Ofcourse I cried at the funeral but now it's different. It's not possible that I got over it.. Like it can't work like that. It is so fresh. Just 2 weeks old. It was complicated between us, we met only 6 months ago and last 2 monrhs he was in the hospital. I'm in a relationship and I cheated with him. But then we had to stop and I found out that he loved me. After 2 weeks we started talking again. It was anazing. We didn't have sex, we just didn't have the time. We met once and then he went to the hospital where I visited him twice. But while he was in there we talked for hours and days. He told me so many things that he has never told anyone and he loved me so much although he never told it to me. His friends knew, I just knew he liked me alot. And then he got worse, we didn't talk for 2 weeks and then I got the message.. The funeral was a week later.. I cried alot but for a few days only. And now I'm just IDK, empty I guess. I don't know what to do or to who I should talk to...