simply confess

My mom is the reason I cry every night. She yells at me and she said she had me cause she was tired of doing house work.

I like porn! Porn is good! Porn is fun! I don’t wank off when I look at porn, I just look. But I really like it! Thank you O Lord for this Blessing of Porn which You in Your Wisdom have bestowed upon us. Amen.

I met this girl a while back while I was on vacation and we ended up bein from the same school. We hung out the whole time I was on vacation. It was awesome. The whole time I wanted to try and make a move on her but I was way to scared too.
So we get back to school and we started hangin out there but my ex was kinda gettin in the way (and honestly that was kinda my fault). Now she moved away to a diffrent school. We kept in touch with each other for a while. Then I got my phone takin away and I haven’t talked to her for a few months. I sent her an e mail tellin her I was sorry and explained everything and that I wanted to hang out. I haven’t heard anything back from her and it was about 2 weeks ago. For some reason right now I can’t get her outta my head. I wanna ask her if she wants to hang out or go out and do something but I’m just way to scared too. I’m afraid of bein rejected because it always seems like I start to really like a girl then it’s like I disappear off the face of the earth. I’m sick of bein alone all the time.

I have been separated for about seven months . I missed my
daughter very much when she is not with me . I am alone but not always lonely . It is a very difficult time as we attempt to work out our differences . I feel some guilt for I left the marriage even though we had been struggling for a number of years . We have divided the home ( she has the house and furniture – I have the car and half the value of the property after some dispute ) and we are trying to share custody of our five year old daughter . We have much to discuss but it is often very stressful – there are feelings of guilt , anger , and confusion – maybe fear of the unknown or fear of being alone.

I am a young teen how just turned 18. Before I did I thought long and hard about my life and felt aches and pains even sadness to see my life in 3rd person. I have very little friends only two that actually call me once in a while. One of them is an egotistical guy who has called me pathetic and thinks little of me. I only made friends with him because I felt that I did not desercve more than this idiot for a friend. This last thought I just figured out a few days ago when I thought of my friendship with this guy. The other friend is a girl who is beautiful but is timid and doesn’t like to talk on the phone. Although she is very smart she fails to get over her fear of socializing. I myself have this fear inbeded in me. I feel sorry for myself knowing that I have such few personal friends. I have everything I need. My cousins have told me I have a great personality and a great sense of humor and if you got to know me you would see that it is very difficult to see my fear. For years I have learned how to hide my fear from the view of anyone. I find that girls of my age have crushes on me. I hate as they go away because I can become a friend. Once I try to become more than a friend my fear takes over and I retreat into the easy and continue my misery. I have so many dreams and ambitions but I find I accomplish little of what I dream of. I find that I am missing affection and at a chance to give away my feelings I am temped to give them up and rely emotionaly to that person. I haven’t given anyone my emotions but the urge becomes more and more powerful each time and my reason is soon to give up and loose its grip on my feelings. I find that I have difficulty giving affection to anyone. Even a prolongued look in the eye is often uncomfortable for me. I wish I had a spiritual master…………

i kinda cheated onmy girl online with a digital character of a girl. She is the best thing ive got and i wont do it again

My husband has been emotionally and verbally abusing me for a few years. He is also adulterous. I have been silent about this because I want things to work. I feel as if he has been placed on assignment to destroy me at times. I stay prayerful and faithful. I walk on eggshells around him (luckily I travel for work so I don’t have to be there all of the time) If we are not talking about weather of food the conversation escalates to ridiculous proportions, if I engage it sometimes turns physical, when I don’t the ridicule and insults continue. One day I finally got sick of being called B and I mushed him in the face and covered his mouth with my hand so he could not say it anymore. He took out a restrining order on me and I was evicted from my home. Now we will have no contact until the court date. This is barely day two and I just realized I would rather him call me a B and insult me than not have contact with him. Sad but true