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I would like to confess that I am ashamed of my boyfriend. Don't get me wrong, he is a very attractive, good-looking guy and he is charming and funny and he has a well-paid job. The problem is his basic general knowledge, or more the lack thereof. And believe me, it sticks out rather quickly when you get to know him.
We take part in trivia night with some of our friends every couple of weeks and it is just so embarrassing to watch. He does not know any of the answers, but is almost always the first one to blurt out a wrong answer. He never heard of the tide, he has no idea what insolvency is and he thinks that Major Tom is some famous mayor of a big city.
He's the mockery in our group of friends, even though they are all kind to him. I always try to take his side though and tell them that he is good to me and that he has a secure job to provide for me.
But... well, the last couple of weeks I often found some excuses why he cannot come with me to visit my family and stuff. He embarrassed himself in front of my whole family as well when he told my dad that he wanted to see tigers when going on safari in Africa. Yes, I know, there are worse things out there, but I think it is embarrassing that he does not know that tigers do not live in Africa, but in Asia?!? How can he not know that....
I just can't stick with him and defend himself in front of my family all the time. My family is made of academics and general knowledge is very important to us...
#embarrassed #boyfriend #problem #stick #dumb #knowledge #basic #family
I confess that I hate my family. It's because of their tidiness, they don't have one. I showered some hours ago but first I had to remove the huge hair ball which was stuck in the waterpipe. Then I wanted to dry up but I had to find a clean towel first, one without sperm stains on it.
EVERYTHING in this shitty household is dirty, disgusting and gross! I hate it.
My room is right next to our bathroom. Everytime someone goes to the toilet I can hear them. My dad is a very loud and long pee-er, my mother makes a lot of pauses in between and my little sister can't pee without pooping.
I keep diary about their bathroom habits. Maybe they need it some time. You can't know.
Now, I can say who's on the toilet just by listening.
Everyone scared me.
My family never liked me .it took me 21 years to figure it out.Everyone including my mother.
I used to teach High School and I used my position as a teacher to have alot of sex with young girls. I was only a couple years older than most of them and so it wasn't really as perverse as it sounds. One of my favorites was a girl who was having trouble with depression and self image. In truth she was, and still is very beautiful but she felt she was not. Her mother encouraged our relationship as it made her daughter feel much better about herself, having an older lover. the girl would come to my apartment and stay many nights, and all weekend. This went of for a whole semester. We would have continued but I got transferred to another school quite a distance away and ended up moving. I was lucky because it was there, at my new school I managed to bed two girls from the ESL class. One girl was a wildly buxom Pole, the other was a very sexy little Latino. Eventually I managed to convince the polish girl, Anna to get her 14 year old sister to join us. We all live together now, Anna, her sister and I. I miss teaching...
I kicked my mother in her stomach. She pushed me to that point. She's abusive and has been unloving. My childhood and adulthood have been miserable. I just couldn't take it anymore. I feel bad now.
I ate all the chocolate bars we had at home because they are my favourite and I don't want my family to get them.
I don’t know if I have ever felt love. Well, I certainly haven’t felt romantic love, but I don’t know if I’ve felt platonic love. Family love. And I feel like a monster because of it.
I tell everyone “I love you” all the time because I’m so scared that I actually don’t. Every time those words leave my lips, all I can think is “Do I actually love them? How do I know if I’m feeling love? What if I don’t and I’m just lying to their faces?”. I don’t think I know what platonic love feels like and I hate it.
I want to feel it.
I NEED to feel it, because otherwise...
Because otherwise, I am telling my family the cruelest lie I could ever tell them and I think that it would break both mine and their hearts for them to find out.
I just want to know what’s wrong with me? Why can’t I feel it? There has to be something wrong with me, right?
Please help me...
I was 13 and she was 14 when this happened. When my cousin (f) and I (f) were younger (around the age of 7 or 8) we used to watch porn together, I first came across it on my older sisters computer & I ended up showing her (my cousin). As we got older and whenever we visited each other we'd watch and react to it together in private. One day, the door was locked and we were on the bed watching a lesbian porn vid. She suddenly says "I wonder what it would feel like" then I asked her if she wanted to try it and she said yes. Sooo long story short I ate her out.. At a huge family party might I add :/ She's completely straight and I'm bisexual, we don't talk about it but we still watch porn on days that we see each other. I'm now 16 and she's 17. Our families still don't know about anything that we do or have done (aka each other lol)
They say parents don’t favor one child over the other, but my mom does. She prefers my big brother over me. I feel so jealous sometimes that I’m scared that maybe it’s all my fault for being ‘difficult’. But I’m not difficult, I go to college and have good grades... whereas my brother is extremely lazy and is thinking about dropping out of college. I feel like everything I do is, in her opinion, bad or questionable, whereas my brother can do no wrong. He treats her like shit, curses her, and he doesn’t help at all around the house. I feel so sad sometimes, I just want her to love me as much as she loves him. She rejects my hugs, but craves my brother’s, even when he’s so mean to her and never lets her hug him. I feel like I’m going crazy. I have no one to talk to about this. When I confronted my mother about all this and her favouritism, she denied it and basically called me crazy.
I cheated on my bf with his uncle while he was upstairs.
okay so i hate my step dad so much because my brother is always crying and he hates crying and he always blames me for it and im like
WELL YOU SHOULD OF THOUGHT ABOUT HOW YOU HATED CRYING BEFORE YOU HAD CHILDREN DUMBASS
I dont understand my behaviour sometimes so nice to people sometimes so rude
I myself want someone to stay with me but then again my behaviour doesnt let me ...
No more friends they dont like me as m fatty nd wheatish complexion but topper in class nd belong to very well settled family
So every time my brother gets mad, he becomes this hateful demon. Hes an ass to my mom dad and every one else. Hes only like this at home or in public when hes super pissed. He says the meanest shit sometimes, but every time I make him really mad I fear for my life. Hes told me hes had murderous thoughts and the things he does really anger me. I honestly dont know if hes a good person bad or both.... im just confused why is this happening to my already sick mother? How much time will pass before he realizes how wrong he is? Will he ever?
I am living in sin for several months now. I have a long distance relationship with my boyfriend and we only see each other every couple of months. We've been together for over 10 years now and I am now 25 years old. We promised each other our virginity and wanted to save each ourselves for the other one. I am pretty sure that he will propose to me on Christmas, the next time we see each other.
My secret is that I've been seeing some else since summer. And that is not the worst part. The person I am seeing is also a woman.
I don't know how it happened, but we met on the bus, started to talk and it was just like BOOM! I've never felt anything like this before. I, of course, still love my boyfriend to death, but with this woman... I feel complete, I feel so happy I never thought I could feel.
We went out for drinks rather quickly and that was the same night we shared our first kiss. It was electric. It was magical.
I know now that I am totally and irrevocable in love with her.
But that is not all... She doesn't know anything about my boyfriend either.
We have to keep our relationship secret, because my family is very very very religious and they would never talk to me again if they found out.
And they of course wouldn't talk to me anymore if they only knew that I cheated on my boyfriend.
Why am I writing this now? Because yesterday... yesterday was the first time we had sex. I do not feel bad for the sex itself because it was rather spectacular and I am more than happy that I had my very first time with her. But I feel bad that I am living a life full of lies and that I betrayed and cheated on my boyfriend, best friend since middle school...
I don't know what to do know. I know, someday everything will unravel, but I just don't know what to do....
#betrayal #cheating #woman #boyfriend #inlove #love #sex #lesbian #confession #sin #lying #lie #family #religious
I'm malel, 21 years old and I love my family.
I was raised by my grandparents and I always had great respect of them, but at this moment I can't "not respond" to the provocations of my grandmother.
All she tells me annoys me and I answer her badley, because I just lost my stepfather for about a month ago and she now wants to control everything that is happening here at home: (that hours we enter, that hours we left, where we go, what we do...) We currently need privacy and let us do our "grieving", but she is always on top of things happening.
Everyone tells me that I have to give her a "discount" because of her age, but I can not, but right after I answer her badly, I regret.
#family #grandma #stepfather #dead #bad #confession
I don't really have a goal in life, I ve helped taking care of my family all my life, I feel that, when my mom and sick uncle are not longer around, the only thing left for me is make sure my niece and nephew are well taken care of and then kill my self
Hi. If you’re reading this and you're wondering why I’m writing my own story in this online platform, then the answer is I don't know. Sometimes I wonder why I was given a chance to live my life here in earth. I don't know my real calling. Every time I ask myself, what’s your purpose here on earth then I just stare at the open. I really don’t know the real answer. I keep telling myself that we’re born here on Earth for a reason. At the stage of my life right now, I don’t feel like I’m doing the things that God wanted me to do. I mean I have a decent job. I have my loving girlfriend, family and friends. Everyday became a routine. I work, eat, go home and do the things that make me happy. When I contemplate about things in life, the first thing that comes in my mind is about my relationship. I have a girlfriend and I’m a girl. I believe in God but they said that being a homosexual is a sin. Is loving really a sin? I don’t love a person because of gender. I love a person because there are certain qualities in her/him that I find cute and interesting. Gender should not be a deciding factor for you in choosing a person to love. Love is love. I’m afraid to tell my parents about my true self because I know they wouldn’t accept it. I really love them and I know it hurts so much knowing that the people you really love will disown you. I know someday I’ll have the courage to tell them the real me.
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.
#confession #neighbours #children #kids #family #hurt #schadenfreude
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