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I am male, 27 and I hate it that every friend of mine is getting married, are having children, buying their own houses. I never had a girlfriend in my whole life. I just don't wanna grow up and have babies. That's just not me. But no one understand. They are all talking and saying I should get a girlfriend.
I am scared, I am just not the right person for a relationship.
I confess that I am too scared to get into a relationship.
I’m trying to teach one of my sons all he will learn while I can. With my health there may be few left. In life we often choose to pass on moments. But that’s fine. I hope he just chooses to learn at least some things.
So my fiancé who has 4 kids with someone else (we have 7 together ) but anyway I feel like since he has so many kids with this woman she thinks they are together still. They have a parenting plan and they meet up to exchange the kids 2 times a week and they are always alone and for some odd reason I feel like he is in love with her still and also I feel like he like leads her on to making her think that he loved her still. I don’t even know what goes on behind closed dooors with her.
I (28 male) am really annoyed by my friends. We are apparently at an age where everyone of us should start a family and have children. They do not talk about anything else. Babies here, relationship goals there, kids are so important for a partnership. Blablahblahblah.
They get on my nerves. Really. I want to build a reputation and get a steady career going on before even ThInKiNg about children.
The worst part are those parents who think they figured everything out now and know how life works, but are almost incapable of making a living.
I love my ex wife with all my heart. But I’m nothing. Still I will try to stand. I will try to serve her and our babies till I’m gone. That’s the best I can do. I’m broken. I can’t fix what God made broken. I tried. But I can still love and fight.
I am with my boyfriend for ages and I really would be a mother but he still wants to wait. So I just stopped taking the birth control pill. This happened over a year ago (!) and I am still not pregnant. Maybe the universe tries to tell me that I shouldn't have children with him? Maybe he's bad for me? Maybe there's some other guy out there who's perfect for me? I now started taking the pill again, maybe my shining prince will come soon?
My wife had trouble getting pregnant so she(we) adopt a child. A half cast girl borne with heroin addiction.
She was a handful at first but did came along nicely. She went kindergarten, now in elementary. One day I got a call from school if I could pick her up (it was mom's day to do so). I did and we came home and she was gone.
I am stuck with a nine year old girl. All kinds of thought run through my head 24/7.
For me, the worst part of being a parent is that you always have to be there for your children.
I always wanted to make career, have a good job, earn a lot of money. I haven't thought about getting children.
I am 27 years old, female and I'm pregnant.
And I don't want to be a mom ... yet.
I've always said that I never ever wanna have children and now that!! I'm totally screwed, just started a new job.
I am going to see a gynecologist next week and talk with him about abortion.
It's the only choice I have when I want to live a normal life without that burden.
My kid Andy told me the other day that he has a super power. He said he could make himself invisible from time to time because me and my husband aren't listening to him or paying attention to him. I didn't know that he thought we wouldn't care too much but now when I think about it... We always thought he's annoying and didn't want to play with him. Now I feel bad.
I confess I'm a bad mother.
I (m/(28) hate the kids in my neighbourhood! I live in a little house in an otherwise very nice street, but in both houses next to me live families with smallish children. Those kids do not have anything better to than to play RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY HOUSE all day long. They apparently love playing ball and throw and kick those around all day, every day. They even managed to destroy some flowers and plants I have in my front yard. They are always laughing hysterically, especially loud when I am either working in my front yard or if I am leaving the house. I think they are making fun of me.
They are now at an age where they learn to ride bikes. They are all around 6 or so and teach each other.
I would like to confess that I was feeling overjoyed and quite a bit of schadenfreude when one of the loudest and most annoying ones fell off their bike and broke their arm. I was leaving my house and walking towards my car when it happened. I tried to act concerned and worried but I was partying hard on the inside.
I have been married for 12 years to my wife and we have 5 children. I have had 9 gay lovers during that time. She is unaware of the lust for cock that burns inside. My first time was with a older man who was very nice and didn't have any problem getting me to his house. Doug and I were naked and he wanted to take my picture for a keepsake. He gagged my throat and I chocked on his thick hard cock. He taught me how to suck him and tease his body...my last taste of cock was from a dream...Barry took his time with my body. He stuffed me with his hard fat dick in every way possible. When I felt him in my ass moaned and shrieked I'm true slut fashion
I confess that I don't like my children as much as I should. I just can't be interested in the stuff they make or in the things they love.
I have a 15 years old son and a 11 years old daughter.
I always question their behaviour and the things they like, I don't get most of it.
Sometimes (and please don't hate me) I just think how stupid they are and I wish I don't have children.
I just realized that I made a big mistake in life. I am female, 19 years old and I think I completely destroyed my whole future...
Couple of months before I graduated from high school, I met a guy in the café I worked at. She were chatting a bit, making small talk mostly, but I really liked the attention a stranger was giving me. I really liked looking at him, he was (still is) a very attractive guy although a bit older. He is 43, has no children and is divorced. I was 17 years old when we exchanged numbers.
I was not worried about his age. We started texting, he called me every night and we talked for hours about everything and anything. We started going out and I fell in love with him quite quickly. And so did he. Everything felt right. He was a real gentleman - corteous, generous and so so attractive.
So now, after my graduation, we are newly married. All of my friends and family told me not to commit to him and not to get married, but I did not listen to them. I was in love. So, I broke off contact to those people who tried to talk me out of it.
I wanted to go to university after high school, get a diploma, travel the world, live in my own apartment. But I moved out of my parents' house, right in with my husband.
Well, I kinda feel totally unprepared for this life as a wife and an adult. (I mean, a wife, at 19!!). I still feel like a child most of the time and I feel inexperienced. I think that is what my husband likes best about me.
Now that the honeymoon phase is over I realized that we have nothing in common. We are living different lives, we are from different times. We do not share any common interests. And he does not want me to go to university or start a job, as he said I should care for our home and be there for our future children. He's already planned having children in the next few years, without talking to me about it.
He is some big shot at the police force, so he earns a lot of money. That is not a problem.
And I can be myself when I am around him, 100 %. And I do love him, but he kind of treats me like a child sometimes.
My family does not want to hear about my concerns any longer, as they say they told me from the beginning. Now I am all alone, with no friends or any social contacts and I know I've driven myself into a corner.
I confess that I am here, bawling my eyes out, listening to sad music, realizing that I have no way out.
I find it rather frustrating that their children are the top priority for most parents. They often neglect their own needs and try to live vicariously through their kids. One of my female colleagues has one pair of shoes and cannot afford another pair, because she uses all her money to buy her spoiled son new shirts and jeans?
My parents never treated my siblings and I that way. That is not the right way either, but I would never neglect myself for my children.
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