I'm scared that A) most guys are insensitive and aggressive like my dad, and B) most guys are sadists in bed because I've watched too much porn despite knowing from the start that it would fuck with my mind because I'm so goddamn sensitive. I know how little these apprehensions make sense but I haven't gotten over them. I do talk about them in therapy but I guess it'll take time. But what I still wanted to confess this because I'm really ashamed of these fears and they bother me a lot.
I have almost nothing in my life to show for. If it wasn't for my mother I'd be living in the street. I have depression an anxiety and it's so bad that I can't get a job, friends or gf. I'm two and half yrs of becoming a 40 yrs old virgin. I'm fat, diabetic, had cancer 6 yrs ago. Because of the last one I've became very angry and temperamental that I pissed off all of my now ex friends.
I lost my whole family today in a car acident :/ mom, dad and my lil brother :/ now i have to be the “mom” from my 4 months baby sister ans im only 21 years old. I dont know what to do.. im just in the hospital like hours.. i cant not go back home with my sister.. i just wanna die too :((((( i have no one left :/// my sister is too young to understand and i just fucking cry.. ://///// im not prepared to real world anymore.. and also. Ot prepared for be alone :/// im afraid
you know what is the worst thing when you're sick? you got nobody to takes care of you, while when ur friends got sick, you treat them well. It sucks. The only thing u can do is just crying. Thank God, hope i will find somebody who will treat me well.
I've had a crush on my boss for half a year now. The good news is, he's getting transferred to another area, so he won't be my boss anymore and it wouldn't be weird for us to date. Bad news is, I'm pretty sure he has a girlfriend now. Funny how the universe likes to rub things in your face, huh? It's like when you lose one of your shoes, and when you finally find it, you've lost the other one.
I am a single mom of two wonderful children. I am dating a guy. I love him and my children like him a lot too. I am hurting by one matter. He has a female friend. They are friends since last few years. He told me that she loves him, she is in love with him and the loves her. On Valentine's day he argued with me and got angry. After he left my house he went to the movie with her and spent the remaining of the day. I don't know what to do. It hurts me that he is so close with her. I feel like I am just an addition, like 5th wheel in the car.
I'm just nobody, even around my friends. They come when they feel they need to, but they are away when I need them, even forget who I am. Sigh, I hate being nice to people.
He said he's gonna be away for 6 weeks but the way he said it, I got this instant feeling that he decided 6 weeks was "safe" like I wouldn't flip out over 6 weeks, but really it's gonna be more and at the last minute he will have some excuse for staying longer. I wish he'd just be honest dammit.
Im so fucking hurt right now. I respected this woman’s boundaries for 2 fucking years and I just found out tonight she’s having a baby by another dude it barely been 5 months since we broke up. We started dating 2016 and she ended things in December 2018 and im so dead inside right now. I gave every ounce of love I had to this woman. She told me she wanted to wait until marriage to have sex and despite my concerns and hesitation I accepted it and was faithful to her in a sexless relationship just for her to fuck some other dude and have a baby by him not even 5 months later. I’ve never felt this kind of pain in my life. This was supposed to be my future wife, we were supposed to have a family together. I put my all into this woman. I’m just in absolute shock right now I can hardly breathe.
I heard about minimalomism the first time a few years back and thought that it was the thing for me. I grew up in a really cluttered home and always had border tendencies. I felt a lot better when I thought I was becoming a really organized person who only ones treasured items. I took a lot of proud in it. Not because I think it's some sort of big achievement to be a minimalist, but because I was proud of having a goal and a philosophy and actually following through with it. But now I moved, for the first time ever, into a smaller place than before and noticed that I have a lot of stuff. A lot. So many things that the boxes literally didn't fit into the new apartment. And I feel a little bad now because I realized that I didn't achieve as much as I thought I had, because I still have border tendencies and because I'm ashamed for telling everyone about how good it feels to be a minimalist all the time and now seeing that I never was.