Last year at my 3rd year of college. A guy in the library told me how I have a large boobs and told me how they look like double Ds. He said my ass is huge too. He asked me if he could to cup a feel. He asked me nicely but I honestly felt uncomfortable. He asked me to have sex with him too and I declined and he keeps forcing me in a nice manner. But Im so uncomfortable. It was finals week and I decided to stay at the library to study. I was wearing a really baggy hoodie and I dont fucking get why he thought my boobs were large. I felt harassed and uncomfortable. I told my mom about it and told me to let it go. She said how it was my fault too and that I was wrong. Tbh. It was a filipino parent mindset to always talk about it's my faily but I do felt bad after that. But I do thought, I think it's really my fault. I should've just stay home even though I cant focus just to be safe. I honestly just wanted to stay at the library and study. And unfortunately I have no friends to study with then because I had no friends in college then. But I know the guy, I know his name because we went to the same high school and he was friends with popular people. he's a psych major. He's vietnamese. He told me not to tell anyone this but Idk I felt very uncomfortable on that situation. Maybe it was my fault too that I decided to stay in the library alone especially as a girl. But I felt harrassed and sexualized on a day I was stressed out.
I feel like no one likes me. Here I am tho. Waste of space
Caught my wife cheating on me. I haven't told her I saw her with her boss yet. I think I'll just write a letter saying "I saw you with him" and jump. Nothing left for me in this world.
I'm so lost in life idek what to do anymore, I have 0 motivation to live
I'm gonna taka a break from writing erotica.. its exhaust me sometime, draining all of my sex juice from my brain.. and I think it's not good for me...
I'm afraid I pushed you over the edge. If this is the end, this is going to hurt.
I self harm. But not by cutting. I do it emotionally, by picking fights with people I love and making them mad at me. I always internally scream at myself to stop right while I'm doing it, but I never do stop. I wish I could just cut instead so I wouldn't hurt anyone else, but I'm too cowardly for that.
I just confessed my feelings for a guy I like and he hasn't responded..... I guess you can tell that means he's not interested
I think I'm starting to have feelings for the guy that raped me....what the hell is wrong with me?!!!!!!
I hate it when I'm feeling fine or better than normal, then I talk to someone and after the conversation my mood is dreary and feeling dissatisfied with life.