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Because of my job as a salesman I have to travel a lot so I have to stay in a hotel 60 to 70 days a year. This is very boring and to entertain myself I began replacing the eggs for breakfast with eggs in which the incubation has already started. This sounds very disgusting and it is disgusting of course. But I love the look on people's faces when they see what they wanted to eat.
#eggs #salesman #business #travel #hotel #breakfast #disgusting
I was hurt because of my siblings so I hurt my mom coz she was not punishing or scolding them.
I said mean words to her. I told her that I want her to die so I will be convinced she can't stand for me coz she is not here. I didn't talk with her for a month even I denied to eat anything she cooked for me. I was rude. It still hurts to think she didn't take stand for me but not more than what I said to her. I don't know if she will forgive me I don't know God will ever forgive me but I can't forgive myself ever for this sin.
#heartbreak #guilt #depression #shame #unforgettable #temper
I don't know what she does with her watches, but the glass breaks and last time it went in food, who is she trying to kill this time? stupid woman can't even control her arms to watch what she is doing with her arm or watch. she needs one that has no encasing, just open , fobs or broach watch won't work with her she will only break them. what does she do? mind don't break it has to be something strange and violent she is doing. she is a violent person, old and can't see what she is doing. ccan't hear, its a real worry. she has to prove she is super woman.
Workplace romances are a mistake. I was seeing this married woman in her 40s. I was single and a virgin when we first met... when we first met... i saw her sitting and talking with her coworker. I was coming off a flight from LA when she was there... so beautiful. I saw her again coming into work. We looked at eachother with almost the same look of attraction. I was too shy to say anything but before I knew it she stretched out her hand to me and introduced herself. We shook hands and I introduced myself. Seemed like from that point on our friendship blossomed. We would see eachother often at work. Sometimes late at night and talking was so easy between us. We got really close. In hindsight, maybe too close.
More than a month after that first handshake... I made a move... we flirted for a lttle bit but I took it to the next level. I wanted her. She was so beautiful for her age and took really good care of her body. I had to touch her. The crazy thing is... she obliged. She was thinking the same thing. After that we started talking about sex and how we could do it. One night at work, an opportunity presented itself. We were like schoolchildren. It was so risky and scary but we did it in the men's bathroom. While we were at work no less! I will never forget that first kiss. After that first time we were mating like rabbits. Taking every opprotunity and even making some of our own. I don't know if pornstars get that much sex in the time we were together but it was almost every day for 4 years straight. Our relationship was more than just passion though. We would have lunch and talking like normal people was still easy to us. We fell in love right away. She was everything to me. But I knew that I could not be the same for her. I knew that my situation could not support her and her kid if she left her husband for me. But i knew she cared deeply for me. She always pushed me to better myself. Working out, going back to school, even helping me with my finances. She showed me how to become a man. I had everything I ever wanted. Or so I thought.
Like any normal couple, we too would have confrontations and squabbles. Fights between us would break out at first because one would suspect the other of cheating. Ironic isn't it? But it would blow over quickly and we would resume our daily "ritual" so to speak. But the fights got worse and I being the passionate one would say hurtful things to her. I regret them so much. But she always forgave me and I was always greatful and in tears when she did. One day her forgiveness ran out. She had gotten tired of my hurtful words. And said that it was enough. From that point... I had lost her love... I would try to leave her alone as we still worked in the same place. I would still see her and would just give me pain. It was almost too obvious on what was going through my mind.
We had pretty much successfully kept the true nature of our relationship hidden from our co-workers the whole time we were together. Thank goodness. I don't know what I would do if I was responsible for ruining her life. But I can't do anything now. I still love her. Everytime I see her it's like a piece of me dies. I don't know if she even knows what I'm going through. Can she see my pain? Does she even care? I wish I could move on. I wish someone could come and save me from this pain. But It's too unbearable to move one. This is my pennance. This is my curse. Suffering in silence. Burned alive from the inside out by the same fire that fueled my passion for this perfect woman who changed my life. Who will always have my heart.
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.
I love doing my meth behind my Gf back. I am the best functioning addict ever. I have a nice home, an awesome car, and a great job that pays a lot.
I know I'm going to dump her soon (most likely tomorrow). Because she has a horrible personality. I was trying to wait until next month when her youngest sister turns 18. So I can open her pussy with my big cock, but I'm done wasting my time.
So today I'm going to go on a day of perverted Savagery. I'm going to smoke good all-day ( Meth and Weed). Her youngest sister is almost here she asked if she practices sucking cock on me. So of course I said yes!! Also wow typing this up my GF other sister (Be has 4 and my GF is the 2nd oldest). Is already here at my place with my dick in her ass.
I'm just going let them get me thru this break up.
Okay. So me and my partner have been struggling quite a lot recently with arguing and things like that. Well we'd just had an argument and I'd stormed off and was sitting in my car thinking about how and why I'd not done so great in relationships before. So obviously, I sought feedback from my ex.
A bit of backstory, my ex broke up with me after 1.5 years of dating. It wasn't a great relationship, we argued a lot and broke up and got back together etc. Anyway. He had a gambling addiction that I found out about, he told me he'd stopped and been done with gambling for a year so I took him for a celebratory meal etc. Anyways, I find out about 6 months after it was all a lie and he'd been gambling behind my back and its why he never had money (he told me he was saving for a house). This led to me controlling his finances (he asked me to) and obviously started the strain on the relationship because of the lie and the constant lying on top of that.
He breaks up with me outside a pub at 12.30pm and never gave me an honest answer as to why things ended. So during this argument, I thought I need to know. So I reached out to him and was really nice and polite like hey hope you're well etc but why did you break up with me kind of thing...
I didn't expect a reply, but I got one. And he said that he was struggling at the time and it was intense etc but he couldn't think of a reason. Anyway, I left it a day (things have been resolved with my partner) and thought I'll just reply and say thanks, hope you're well, carry on getting help and hope the family is okay.
I send the message.
He's blocked me.
Why?
Cause he's the biggest time wasting individual who doesn't deserve a food word spoken about him who goes around, lying to everyone and everything and then running away from the situation.
I rlly want to talk to someone about it but I lied to my best mate and said I didn't text him and can't tell my partner cause it would hurt them. So here I am, silently fuming cause I didn't get the last word and wanting to just tell him once and for all to shove his over entitled head up his own arse.
#myex #seekingclosure #closure #ex #breakup #partner #confession
On the 8th of April 2015 I confessed to a girl who seemed to have no interest whatsoever in me. We got closer and closer as the days passed. Two weeks from the confession day, she asked me out on a date (25th April). We went for a movie date. That was my first and my last date with her. We held hands throughout the movie. We weren't even officially together when we went on that date. On the night of 10th May 2015, she asked me to officially be her girlfriend. I was over cloud 9. My happiest moment. We were like the happiest couple but I don't know why she started ignoring me. Exactly on her birthday was our one month as a couple. Things weren't roses between us but I still loved her. The ignoring got worse after her birthday. For 2 weeks I felt like poop. Being ignored by the person I loved the most. I decided to break it off with her considering the fact that she didn't seem to have interest in me anymore. She agreed which shattered my heart into pieces because what's lost will never return.
I cried like a baby that night. 45 days with her. It's not that long but every memory just makes me smile. It's been 2 months since the break up and now she treats me like a stranger. It hurts.
I just wanted to take a short break and read some of the confessions here.
Now almost an hour has passed and I still haven't got back to work.
Damn it!
#confessions #work #lazy
I haven't told this to anyone, but when I was 15 my first sex was homosexual anal. I fucked my boy cousins ass one night while staying at his house overnight, he was 15 also. The next day we went to the basement behind some shelves. He had his pants down and bent over the back of an old couch, with Vaseline on his butt and a jar of it in my hand I was going to lube up my cock and them use my receptive cum bucket again. He was wanting it as bad as I wanted to give it. We got so involved we didn't hear his sister (14) come down stairs with some laundry. She came back and asked what we were doing, and he stood bolt upright pulled up his tidy whiteys then his jeans and walked out. I was there with a jar of Vaseline in my hand and a hard 7" thin cock sticking straight out.
Oh, were you guys doing what we all used to do when we were little? she asked. I replied yes. From the time we were about 9 till 11 all three of us, plus one neighbor girl formed a club and used to get naked and play with each other. My cousin used to do strips for me and her brother in her bedroom if no one was around. She would let us rub our little cocks against her butt, even trying to insert them, I fingered her pussy and it got real wet before she chickened out and left me hanging, but once she started developing tits and pussy hair she stopped it all. We tried and tried to get her to at least show us her tits and hairy pussy but she wouldn't.
Don't tell my brother how much hair I have or anything, and you can only stick it in my butt, don't you dare stick it in me in my front, she insisted. Then she bent down and told me to rub some of the Vaseline on her butt. I did, then put some on my cock and fucked her up her ass.
My first and second fuck, were my cousins, a brother and sister, both anal. I continued to fuck them both for about 3 years. Her, only anal and eventually oral and her brother only anal. I did manage to suck his cock to completion about 5 times during that time though. Finally; one time when I took her on a date, we went to our normal motel, and I held her down while I ate her pussy, she loved it. About a month later I was eating her, and spread her legs, pinched her D cup tits and holding her down stuck my cock into her pussy. I finally got my first piece of pussy. Dark, hairy pussy that bled a lot. I always heard it only bled a little when breaking her hymen, but from eating her out the hymen was pretty thick. It bled for about 3 days actually, didn't stop until I fucked her a few more times. She hated that I forced her to fuck and stopped seeing me for a while. Then came back and I had a nice steady piece of pussy, ass, and mouth, plus her brothers ass.
I’m dependent on my boyfriend for income and we live together in our house. I love him but I’m so unhappy. I don’t know what to do anymore. I try to just forget how I feel and be positive about everything but it’s so hard to shove all of my feelings to the back of my mind. When I do say how I feel I end up being the bad guy because I get so angry and frustrated or I break down into a sobbing mess. When the ladder happens he apologizes and promises to change but then nothing ever does. It’s not like all of the things he does separately are deal breakers but when you lump it all together it just feels like so much and I can’t can’t handle it. I am so lost and hurting and there’s nothing I can really do about it
#relationships #struggle #dependent #heartbreak #love #alone
I (m/19) broke into the apartment of my neighbour. I live in a big complex with a lot of apartments and this particular neighbour lives right next to me. He's always listening to his fucking death metal the whole night and that so loud that you can't understand your own word. He's so fucking annoying. When he's not listening to music, he's talking louding to himself or his pet snakes or something. He can't keep quiet and that's just fucking annoying. So, I broke into his apartment and destroyed his stereo system and all his electronic devices he can use to play music on. He already called the police but he's got nothing on me. I think as soon as he renews his stuff I am going to break in again and destroy everything once more.
#destroying #neighbour #apartment #loud #annoying #confession #breakingandentering #police
The last time I called my grandma was about 7 months ago. I just don't have the nerves to talk to her because she's really annoying and very exhausting. She is a knows-it-all and a total brick.
I don't feel bad that I broke ties, she's just so annoying.
I am in love with a married man. We met on a "fling" site and he told me up front he was in an open marriage. At first i declined him but we talked more and i really liked him. We met at a hotel and had sex and first time wasnt all that great. It was really hot in the room and the lights were on and i just wasnt feeling it. After that I ended it and for 2 wks didnt talk to him but i always thought of him. I reached out and after a week of on and off talking we decided to meet up again. I was about to move out of state with my husband my husband was actually coming in the next morning to drive our truck and I got a hotel room and he met me and we had the most mind blowing sex i have ever had. Everything i thought about its like he knew and did. I have never climaxed this way with anyone. We had sex for 2 hrs I rode his cock, he pounded me every which way, he was the most amazing kisser and i could have gone longer but he had to go. I said goodbye knowing this is last time for me cheating. I left and he knows nothing about my husband i just told him i was visiting family. He text me while i was gone and i told him i had to stay a little longer. 3 weeks go by on and off talking and I miss him so much. I fly in to see him under guise of a work trip and he meets me at my hotel and we had the 2nd most amazing sex of my life. I never knew what an orgasm felt like but he gave me one that night. The way he fucks me its amazing he takes me every way possible and then he kisses me and i could get lost in his lips. I went back to life and still off and on talking a few more weeks go by and i fly in to see him just for day my husband has no idea im even out of town. We fucked like rabbits and I was ready to give up everything for him. He admitted his marriage was on rocks but everytime she text him he wld respond while with me. When i went home i felt like shit thinking he doesnt feel the same so i ended things and basically gave him opportunity to tell
Me he wants me in his life. He never even responded back. I feel so empty i check my phone daily hoping he will text or call its been 4 days. I guess i get what i deserve since he never knew truth about me.
My first boyfriend broke up with me after we had been together for a year, I was 16 to the time he broke up.
Out of desperation I told him I was pregnant. He believed me and at first, he tried to help me and stayed with me. He was a really nice guy, caring and loving and he would have never left me with a baby.
Over the weeks, it got more difficult to keep the lie up. Of course I didn't tell my parents about my lie, so I had to ensure that he wouldn't meet my parents.
The time went on and after a while I thought he would love me again and wouldn't leave me neither without a baby. I decided to end my roleplay and let "the baby die".
Because he had to work in a different city, 3 hours away from our hometown, I called him and told him that I had lost the baby, that I had bled and that the fetus inside my body had been swamped out. I told him this could happen from time to time (I had heard about it before, so I didn't make this up).
He was very upset and sad that we lost our baby but I was just happy all the lying was over.
A few weeks later, he met my mom in the city and all went down... They talked about it and he discovered that I had never been pregnant.
I got a text from him "I know you lied. It's over."
I am now 23 years old, I have never heard from him since.
I've never confessed this to anyone; but it hurt me when he spoke about him. If he had asked, if he had meant it, I think I might have dropped everything right there to be with him. My friends treated me like a junkie, and I can't even fault them. I lied so much, while all I could think about was. Something. Him. It feels like everything has changed, and I don't know how to feel about it. Is it really possible to get over someone if you still love them? If so, how?
I still love her and can't let her go. I need to though because she has fallen for another person... This is my final prayer, please find happiness, and I will find it as well...
If we ever meet again,
be it on better terms...
#heartbreak #love #loss
I shouldn't feel this way. I know that. I have no reason to. But I do. Whenever I'm with my 'friends' I feel like I'm not good enough. *Kylee is temperamental and hits me whenever I'm not good enough, like if I mock her, make a witty comment, or say or do anything the slightest bit offensive. *Sarah is just so frustrating. She doesn't know when is enough. *Tyler always- I don't even know what it is. He tries to get me angry, he just says things that get under my skin, and he never stops.
I'm going crazy. I can't even express what I'm feeling. My mind is a mess. But I'll tell you this: Every "I'm fine" or "Yeah, just tired" is a lie. Ever time I'm happy, I feel like I shouldn't be.
I hate that I have a wonderful life. I'm smart and athletic, and I always have things going on. I feel selfish for trying to die, even though I've tried before. But no one's noticed the cuts on my wrists. They're not deep, not lethal, but deep enough to scar, which is what I want. I want to live with proof that I'm stronger, because I've to hell and back enough times that I've started keeping count with cuts on my arm.
And I hate that I'm only 13.
I broke up with my ex girlfriend a couple weeks ago because she was very toxic and she always liked tearing me apart. I told her what she was doing but she had no interest in listening, so I left. After, she begged so desperately for me to come back into her life but then I found out she was talking to another guy the whole time. When she was mad that I left she told me I was the reason that she cut herself. I feel like such a horrible person. what do I do?
Because I'd like to be able to do baking, I bake a lot in the last weeks. Last weekend, I made bread, but instead of oregano, I put some of my weed in the dough. Didn't notice it at first but my daughter (she's 9) ate some of the bread for breakfast, I soon noticed that something was wrong.
I really should stop smoking pot.
#daughter #pot #weed #break #beaking #dough #confession #drugs
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