I know I have to face life's struggles alone, but I don't want to and that makes me feel anxious and lonely. I don't have friends either way. I feel like life is just constant suffering. What's the point of anything if I'm always alone?
i feel like almost everyone in my generation are whores. they just accept themselves and others so they think sex at such a young age and with some many people is the norm. I guess we live in a society where being a hoe is normal and being inncocent is rare asf. its not even being innocent thats rare just not being easy and not giving it to literally every person you date is rare like young people even think its a bad thing to still be a virgin and keep it a secret if they feel too old. like bitch ur 19 its okay to be a virgin.
Having a crush gives such contradictory feelings. On the one hand it makes me feel warm and fuzzy and giddy but on the other hand I'm so embarrassed that I want to throw myself off a cliff. I simultaneously feel overwhelmed and like I can't get enough of it? So weird. I can't decide if I like this. Oh, these things have been sia da million times already. I feel silly but I want to say this nonetheless.
i think I'm Polyamorous, but that scares me. I want the attention and love of more then one person, and I want to give that love too, but it's scary too. Only one person I know is into that, but we aren't interested in eachother, as well as I'm still a minor in a strict, religious household. There's no room to explore anything. My mom already thinks the polyamorous prospect is disgusting.... how would she react to her daughter being one?
I'm surprised to say this, but I enjoy working at Walmart more than a call center. With the call center, it made my anxiety and depression spike. There was too much pressure to sell products and keep your handle time low. But if customers won't take what I'm pitching and they won't get off the phone, that's not my fault. Plus the entitled, angry douchebags made me not want to come back in the next day. I was miserable, I thought it was my fault for not having the money to go to a doctor for medicine or therapy. But since I've been out of there, my anxiety and depression hasn't spiked. I also thought my period was making my anxiety and depression worse, but I've had my period while working at Wal-Mart and my mood barely changed. I love the Walmart I work at. The atmosphere is very relaxed for a Walmart, the customers are nice, the managers and co-workers are nice. The one downside to working there is my feet are killing me. Once I get some better work shoes and maybe Dr Scholls inserts, hopefully it won't hurt so much. But I'd much rather have achey, callused feet than a mini mental breakdown every couple of months. I know that when the holidays and Black Friday get here, I'm probably going to stress then. But by then, I'll have 7 or 8 months experience and advice from coworkers on how to get through it. I just want to do well there and maybe turn it into a career one day.
At my first job, I used to open up and get the office ready for the others who came in. When I got this responsibility I would show up earlier than needed so I could masturbate in the office of the property manager and the assistant manager using some of their stuff too. Whenever I would renovate an apartment room alone I would also masturbate in each place. Other times when I was going to be at work alone or with only the girls I would wear tighter thinner pants or my pants with hole, no underwear, and a cock ring so that way my permanent hard dick was always visible.
How hard is it to put a grocery cart in the collector thing? Seriously. I'm at work, on my lunch, and it kills me me to ignore stray carts in the middle of spaces. I'd get it myself, but stray carts tend to multiply and I can't be caught working off the clock. All people gotta do is walk maybe 5-10 feet to the collector spot and walk back to the car. If you know you're getting a big haul and your feet will be tired, just park close to a collector. Stray carts get in the way of people wanting a parking space. If it's windy, the cart will roll into a car and the store's not responsible for damages if that happens. Just don't be lazy.
Thoughts of a guy who went from "absolute beginner" into having kinky sex in a few month: Things have gotten kinda weird since we established a safeword...for example, she doesn't want me to do anal, yet things get worked up and since she didn't say the safeword, I still do it, then she asks me to continue because according to her, she likes it if I go, as she said, "wild" on her and "abuse" her. I mean, yeah, hardcore sex is fun and all, but it's utmost questionable once the point at which "no means yes" is reached. Also we're into pet play, and it's fun to hear her purr like a cat while cumming, but, dear god, the implications of the whole "animal"-theme kinda make me uncomfortable. Another interesting thing is: While I'm horny, her cum tastes really good, but afterwards I realize that it actually tastes hardly defineable, mostly like urine - google it, the stuff's mostly made up from it - yet slightly better, I guess... (I'd would almost be sad if this doesn't end up on r/Ihavesex)
Lately I sweat a lot at night and it's really weird because I have never sweat that much at night, except for maybe during extra hot summer nights. And I haven't changed anything. I use the same blankets I've always used, I've already tried sleeping naked, with windows open. But I sweat so much that I sometimes wake up and feel like someone spilled a drink over me in the middle of the night. It really sucks because I'm not used to showering in the morning, I usually do it in the evening and it's fine. It doesn't fit into my routine, I hate the cold in the morning and since everyone in the house has to get up at the same time, it makes my flat mates mad when I spend too much time in the bathroom. But first and foremost I'm worried that something is wrong with my body or something.
This may sound like a joke but please know I'm being completely honest here and just need help. My sister has incestual feelings for me. she's twelve years old and I just turned seventeen. I don't know if this a phase she's going through, or if she's just trying to get a reaction from me, but I've been feeling really bad. She constantly turns whatever conversation we're having into something inappropriate. She asks me if I can kiss her on the mouth so she knows what it feels like. She asks if I want to see her undressed. A week or so ago she came into my room and molested me in my sleep. And when I woke up, she kissed me on the mouth and I was just frozen and didn't know what to do. I've been avoiding her, and quite frankly I am afraid of her. I've told her several times that brothers and sisters can't do that, but she said she read a book about a brother and sister who did these things together, so she thinks it's fine. I don't know who gave her the book. I'm actually crying now because I just feel so sick and I don't know what to do. Our parents are dead and we live with our grandmother, and when I told her about my sister, she laughed. I don't know how to fix this.