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I have an eating disorder, but I haven't told anyone because no one will understand what I’m going through. I’m addicted to eating and I don’t need know how to stop it.
#food #addiction #health #secrets #hatemyself
I am addicted to dank memes. I must sincerely say I am. I know what it looks/ sounds like. But you can't understand. There's something about the dying need to scroll, farther, find a meme funnier than the last, it just takes over my free will. IM COMPLETELY SERIOUS.
I am addicted to porn... most times all I want is to be fucked... sometimes I fantasize about being raped by a dirty stranger repeatedly.
I confess that I have a very bad habit. Everytime I think no one sees me, I eat my own booger. Usually, I am a cultivated young woman but I just can't stop doing it. It's kind of an addiction for me.
The problem is that I even do that when my boyfriend is around. I have to keep myself from laughing out loud when my boyfriend kisses me deeply after I ate a booger.
I am throughly discuted with myself. I have a porn addition that involves very young girls. I fantasize about having sex with them and masturbate. but when i get done if feel so much guilt and shame, that i get out a belt and beat myself with it! I give myself 40 lashes each time. this has helped in a mager way. I no longer am atracted to minors that i see on the street. when i see them on the street, i have nothing but love and compassion for them in my heart. And i wonder how anyone could ever hurt them sexually! I know that i could not! NOt ever!!! Yet when i am home alone i get horney and go looking for porn again. I am tired of this sycle! I have sought out help in the past by confessing my sins to a minister; but instead of helping me, he told everyone in the congregatiion about my lust. I had to move to a different city! Now I must say that I have never, not even one time, molested a child! Nor will I! I see kids as individual humans and not sex objects. I love them as if I were them! and if i were them, i would not want someone hurting me sexually. So I discipline myself and stay away from them!!
But this sin of lust has hindered my relationship with God. I desperatly want to be rid of this sexual desire. So I keep beating my self with a belt and doing what i can to resist the temptaiton to begin with. But you can rest assure yourself that i am not a threat to kids in society! I just have an evil desire that I must get rid of at all cost.
Please pray for me!!
I'm sick at the moment. Got some nasty bacteria and to defeat them I have to take special medicine.
I confess I'm addicted to those pills already. I get pretty hallucinations from it.
#bacteria #sick #medicine #addicted #hallucinations #confess
I'm addicted to tight clean pussy and anything that has the slightest dirty fish stench will cause dry heaves and eventual vomit if a full breath of stank enters my stomach. I hate dirty pussy more than anything, don't mother's teach you how to wash and douche so men dont reject their daughters for hygiene. Uhhh i can only imagine what grilled cheese yellow discharge mess is in their mothers cooter
I have become a hoarder. I go on eBay late at night when everyone is asleep and I buy luxury clothing and shoes that are not even my size. I started working from home so I can accept the packages without my husband knowing. I have boxes on top of boxes and I tell him that they are inventory that I am selling online but I'm not. I haven't sold anything online in over a year or two. I am so sick over my deception and addiction that I just lay in bed all day and make plans on how I am going to rectify the situation. But all I do is wind up unpacking one box and repackaging the items in another. I don't know why I am doing this. I never cared about things like that before but now it's like if I see a Tory Burch bag for $5 with free shipping and I dont buy it I feel like I'm about to take a huge test that I am completely unprepared for, or like I'm about to jump out of a plane. The only thing that stops the anxiety is buying the item. I am out of money and I can't remember the last time I did dishes or made dinner. I just lock myself in my room and obsess over this all day and all night.
My wife thinks I masturbate to porn in our bedroom each night when I lock the door for an hour or two.
Actually, I masturbate to pics of our friends and coworkers.
She has no idea…
I'm F now 27 I had my first sexual experience at 15 I became instantly addicted by 17 I had have 22 sexual partners but always wanted more I started finding strangers and going to adult theatres and dogging sites and let anyone have me I'm now on over 300 lovers and counting
#sex #addiction #confession #sin #female
i have had problems with adult material since a young age. i want to quit. i feel better knowing that i have shown my secrets. i will do better. every time i open an adult site, i will remember this, and how terrible i am, and i will close the site. i refuse to let adult material hold me down, and constrain me. i am stronger than this, i am better than this. farewell, and thank you. every bit of love and help counts.
I'm a 21 year old gay male. Decent looking.
Anyway this starts all the way back in elementary school, I always felt different. I was the odd kid out and often picked on but if you were to look at me there would be no obvious reason. I was clean, looked normal but I was always off, this is when the horrible pattern started. I had met this kid, let's call him Cody, anyway we hit it off at first when school started because he was the new kid and I was a loner and we bonded over just running around at recess because neither of us liked sports (or ever were invited to play) and the swing set. As the year went on I thought everything was fine and normal, his mom even started volunteering at the school to serve snacks for the students which had given me a chance to meet his mom which I thought was great until i got pulled into the office one day. I was told that I was being suspended for harassing another student, it turns out Jake was deeply afraid of me and my vivid imagination, so afraid that he had pretended to be my friend so he wouldn't get hurt. His mom volunteered at the school to even keep an eye on me so she can see for herself what was going on. That's when I really knew something was wrong with me and what sickens me is that this exact same pattern of me finding one person and developing a dangerous fixation on them, my intent is never to harm them but I do... never physically but I'm so insecure in everything about myself. I need to pick a fight with them just to know that they care enough to argue back. I make up a sad story or suicide attempt to see how much they love me. I constantly push these boundaries to test how much they will take and if they will hurl me out of their lives too. This pattern has slowed down but not in a healthy way, ive now turned to opiates to give me that feeling of euphoria I would get when someone would say something nice to me or give me a hug. I'm up to about 160-200 mg of oxycodone use a day which I guess is enough to kill someone without a tollerance and everyday I wish I wouldn't wake up from my nod. When this isn't enough I turn to casual sex on grindr just so I can still feel sexy and desired, I never use condoms because I hope I get HIV, that'll kill me in a few years if I don't treat it hopefully. Oh I should also mention that the only person that ever loved me unconditionally no matter how bad I got died of cancer when I was 19, the same time my "fiancé" left me. He was actually pretty good at dealing with my crazy, he knew how to work around it but after losing my mom I got really bad. Wanna know what's funny? I have a high paying job! I'm really smart and manipulative so I was able to cheat a resume and land a 30$ an hour job, I just pretended I knew what was going on lol I've even bought a car recently. I have this random peaks of energy and sanity I think where I set a goal and then I work hard to acheieve it, all while hiding a drug addiction. This isn't easy to do but any addict can tell you that they'll figure something out to push them through the day. As you can see this is so haphazardly written because this is how my brain works, I'm never on a single path and do you want to know the sickest thing that torments me the most in my life? I love. I love so hard. I love everyone and everything. All I want to do is love each and every person on this earth and i know that I have enough compassion in my heart to go around to each one of you but with my deadly desire to be desired like that in return all I do is hurt anyone who crosses my path. I've stopped now. I even got on methadone to start saving up a chunk of money for my family and entered the methadone clinic who dose me every morning before work, then I go to my office, milk the fuck out of the clock, go home, pop some xanax or whatever drug I can get my hands on because I have stockpiled fake pee for the UA's and pass the fuck out. On my days off it's just a blur of some type of intoxication. The beauty of this is, I'm no longer harming anyone, I tell my family I'm just dedicated to my career and they believe me because they see the new diesel (used 2011) Ford Dually I bought. I'm not in emotional pain for the lack of not having human interactions. My account is growing slowly but since I don't pay rent I can put almost half my monthly income into savings. I've written a list of the names of all the people I've hurt and for each name is a letter telling them everything that's beautiful about them. In 6 more months (if my body can hold up to my downers at night and daytime stimulants) I'll leave on a positive note with my dads debt paid off and my brother a newer truck which he should be able to make the payments on with the way I got the loan set up. Fuck you guys I'm so sorry I've failed you all. I was supposed to be the one to take every tear and change it for you... there has never been a time when my compassion didn't bring joy to someone's face, in fact that's the only thing that's kept me here this long. Kill me if you want and can find out who posted this, it would help. Today is January 7th.. late July and the toxic creature that has infected our existence as a species will enter the void of nothingness. Damnit, I was supposed to be something so beneficial. Anyway, bye babes. You have my love - mine is not to reason why, yours is not to make reply for I am to do and die.
#insanity #death #suicide #fear #addiction #abandonment #loss
I am supposed to follow my sexual addiction recovery and avoid masturbation, but I can't longer control it. I keep masturbating every other day and I don't know how to stop. I keep telling to myself that I can be a normal man but I just get aroused by everything. I am afraid that I don't have a cure and I will get worse.
I am a male and I don’t consider myself gay, but I’ve become desperately addicted to the sound of other men masturbating. Not just the moans, but primarily the actual sound of suction as a lubed up hand or a flesh light makes as it goes across the tip of a cock. I’ve actually gotten into the habit of watching porn with a lot of male moaning, take out 1 head bud but leave the other in and just listen to the sounds of my own cock being jerked off. I like to get a little risky and every once in a while I’ll make sure the squelching sound is as loud as possible and I’ll moan at typical speaking level. I weirdly want my family members to catch me in the act, I think it’d be so hot. For now if any of you know any videos with lots of male masturbation that includes the squelching sound that I’ve come to love then leave a link or at least a name in the comments.
I'm 16 and bisexual.
When I was 14 I had a gf. She was so pretty and we made out like everywhere including the bathroom of our catholic school. I love making her moan.
After breaking up I had this guy friend who courted me. I went to his house then he attempted to kiss me. He did it again and I responded. It became torrid and he started grinding between my legs. It made me so hot but I wasnt't ready for sex. But even if I was screaming no he forced his dick on my mouth and eventually forced it in my pussy. At first it was hella painful bcuz I was a virgin. But he did lots of things that made him scream his name. It was so hot and we can't stop what we were doing.
After that, I became addicted. We hade phone sex, sex in his hous and sext. I got so addicted to porn and until now I can't stop my habit of watching porn and masturbating before sleeping because I left the guy who got my vcard.
Now I want to call him every now and then to have sex even if I got back with my gf because so for nothings happening.
I dated a horrible addict for 4 years I'm now married to a different man and have a beautiful son. It's been almost 3 years since we broke up (the addict) and I still dream about him 2-3 times per week. He was my soulmate and the love of my life. I know I can never reach out to him because I could never let someone like that into my sons life period..
I work two jobs to pay for my addiction of sex toys, especially dildos like bad dragon. My husband doesn't know about the second job (it's online) nor would he approve of the constant stream of fake cock deliveries I get each month.
The online relationship started a long time ago. It involved abuse and manipulation, it was so bad that i didn't realize until it was too late. There was nothing i wouldn't have done, it left me empty and completely dependent on him. He left me, all i ever asked for was my love to be returned and to be given the affection any girlfriend would receive. When he left i wrote a suicide note and decided to end my life.
I don't know where i would be had it not been for an amazing guy we will call william. He scooped me up, loved me, and treated me in a way i never felt before. I was happy and trying so hard to forget the guy i met online.
When he came back into my life, i felt as vulnerable as the time i was with him. Though i never cheated on william, i began to hate him for not being my first love. Again, i became dependent and desperate to be with the other guy. William and me ended things, he could see right through me and had enough. I tried to be with my first love and was sure things would work out this time.
He lied to me about everything. He was with someone else. I found out and again i was broken. The whole time he was with her, it didn't matter if i was happy, he needed me to be broken and dependent on him.
He had someone who he said he was in love with and was happy. He said i was a mistake and he just wanted me to be with someone else. Never mind that when he was harassing me i was with someone else and trying to be happy. ( he knew that)
So here i am again, living a hell i deserve for hurting a good man. Every night i think about killing myself. Never let anyone take away your free will, even if they say they love you. All this taught me is what a horrible person i am. The online guy out living his happy life (with her at his side), and all i can think is me being in this state is what i deserve.
Today was one of the worst days in my whole life.
My dad left, my mom had a collapse. And I hate him so much right now, because he left us in this misery.
I hate him so much that I actually thought about killing him. Or at least, I want to beat the shit out of him.
Some days ago, I learned that my dad is a gambling addict, he played a lot of poker and made bets. He's a loser, he lost almost everything. We are higly in debts right now. Before he left, he took the last 500 dollars I had. That was for my car, took over 2 years to get so much money. Now it's all gone.
Actually, he wasn't that bad as a father. He worked hard (so I thought), cared about my mom, he even brought her flowers. Then we found out that he got fired 5 months ago...
Why would he do that? Why did he lie about it?
I hate him so much!!!
#hate #confessions #father #money
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