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I am an Indian girl but above the age. I read erotic a lot, like dark stories with lots of sex. Am a virgin, and have never masturbated, but i feel guilty for reading such stuff. But I can't seem to stop it for good. I feel guilty only because my parents doesn't know about it at all.
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Back in middle school there were those two guys who we always bullied.
We locked them in the rest room, took their clothes and made them cry.
It was hilarious back then. But today, I have a really guilty conscience.
Sorry, guys!
I am a teen girl. Once, when I had gone shopping with my aunt at a local supermarket, i saw this pretty little hairclip. I know I could have bought it, but, for some reason I didn't want to. Instead, I wanted to take it. So I did! Sometimes, I think it is just a small hairclip.. Sometimes, I feel really bad.
I grew up being told not to let anyone touch my body except my husband after marriage. That meant nothing sexual. My ex-boyfriend and I were driving somewhere and his hand was on my thigh. He slipped his hand higher just to see what I would do. It was making me realize horny. I let his finger graze my private spot. He then started touching me on the outside of my clothes. We went to find a place to park and we started making out. Eventually I let his hand go under my clothes. And I started touching his private place too. It got hot and heavy. I told him we had to stop or it would go to far. He told his parents and we broke up because they didn’t like it. I never used to do things like that but I find myself in situations similar to that one. I only told 1-2 people but I can’t bring myself to tell my parents or religious leader. I feel like I do need to tell my religious leader so I can be worthy again.
I did hurt many people in school mostly, but in real life too. I feel sp bad with it. I thought i can tell them that im sorry, but will it change anything? I've made their life a hell just because i want to. Should i again step in their way just to tell them im sorry just because I WANT TO?
I’m only doing this because I feel guilty but I’m..quite young and my friends brought vapes into school and we all just went to the toilets and vaped but I’m really regretting it I feel like a total twat and I don’t know what to do about it it was 0% nicotine/tar by the way and I just really need someone to help me but all the friends I tell just say that people will do it at some point but I feel like such a disappointment if anybody has ANY advice for me I’d really appreciate it
When I caught my 13yo daughter masturbating. She was embarrassed and then to make it worse, I told her she was too young. Afterwards I recalled I started earlier when I was 11 or 12. I feel bad and don't know what to say. I need to at least tell her to do it quietly and close the door. Maybe buy her a toy or electrice toothbrush.
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I am 17 (f) and I am addicted to lesbian porn. Ever since I was a young girl, maybe around 13, I have been masturbating to lesbian porn. I have only had 1 lesbian experience (which will be a seperate confession) and am desperate for more. I
My (m.29 at the time) fiancé (f. 28 at the time) died 2 years ago, we were together for 9 years. It happened out of the blue and we didn't see it coming. Ever since then i've gotten so depressed and lost myself so much from the person i used to be that i'm not sure she would still love me. I've started having panic attacks over the silliest things about my own health (i.e., think i'm having a heart attack, stroke, ect...) with no reason to believe that those things are happening or could. I tried going to therapy not long after she had passed away, but i didn't like the doctor, he just felt really robotic and like he was reading from a script, so i stopped going, and haven't done anything about it since. i'm not sure if it's survivors guilt or something, but i almost don't care to take care of myself for reasons i can't exactly pinpoint. i don't want to talk to my parents or friends or other family about my mental health situation because i know it would just upset them and make them sad for me and i don't want to do that to them. sometimes i just want to pack the most basic of belongings and just disappear out of their lives and maybe they'd just forget about me and i can have a do over with my life. i don't think i ever would, but i think about it a lot.
I’m fixing to face a giant moment. I tried to undo the pain I caused those I loved the most. I don’t know how to try to undo someone else I hurt, because she posed as someone I used to know. I realize now she just loved that person the same way I did.
But I wasn’t all bad in my life. I did a lot of good in this world. There are people alive because of me. Sadly I also hurt people.
I’m not giving up. I’m just accepting my situation. I intend to come out the other side. But I’m wise enough to know that may not be possible. Especially during this pandemic.
I truly wish I had not hurt those who loved me the most.
When my dad's dog died I was actually happy at first. He was old and no longer able to control his bowels while also being more demanding than usual. He was always a bit of a nuisance due to my parents not training him at all and in age became worse through no real fault of his own. He was clearly suffering since his legs had failed entirely. He got put down after vomiting blood.
After a few days I began to remember his puppyhood and felt emotional. He was a trouble maker but never malicious. He wasn't a bad dog, maybe he could had been trained better but he was not bad.
He seemed so scared when he was in his final days of existence. I want to know his pain has ended and he is in Heaven not some eerie plane of non-existence.
I gave him a bath and cooked chicken with a tasty sauce for the dog in his sunset hours. I didn't actually know he was going to be put down that day.
I wish I had cared for him more in his life. Now I feel a void. He was a nice dog. He didn't deserve to die and it hurt to watch him suffering. I feel like a shit person.
I know my girl is being very dishonest with me because nothing adds up and there is so many far feched excuse but I don't know exactly what she is covering. I don't want lies to make our relationship Fall apart from the extended time of lies I don't know if I can forgive her. how do I get the truth out? I have tried having the most serious and adult understanding conversation with her because we both said we really want to grow old together we have 4 kids together but I have this trust issue only because I really love her and want to be sure we are not wasting time by living lies. I have some proof of her guilt but no confession so it's complicated. What should I do?
I (f/20) took advantage of a stranger a few years ago. I was 16 when it happened and I was in town shopping with my best friend. While walking down the street, a guy around 25/30 came up to us and asked us in broken English if we would like to have some coffee with him and that it would be his treat. My bff was against it at first, but I convinced her. It was free coffee after all!
So, we went to a cáfe and tried to have a conversation with him. He was from some dirt poor country or something like that and his English was really terrible. What we found out was that he wanted to go to university and bring his family to him (they were still in his country of origin) and that he migrated because he thought that he could have a better life here. He had no friends and apparently had a hard time making friends and connections.
We asked him why he wanted to have coffee with us and I am not sure, but I think he thought we were cute or something.
We tried to talk to him for like half an hour or more, but it was more or less pointless. His English was really really bad. Why come to our country if you are not able to speak the language???
Anyway... He went to the restroom eventually and we decided to bolt. He wanted to pay for our drinks anyway, so I guess that is not a problem...
I talked to my bff about it today and she said that we behaved like total dickheads back then. I never thought about it before she brought it up today.. Well, I guess I am feeling kind of bad about it now.
So, forgive me?
#stranger #advantage #freedrinks #poor #bad #guilty #pity #bff #coffee #confession
One time, after going down on my boyfriend and him cumming on my face, we went to the bathroom to clean up. So we get in the bath and I blow bubbles in the water just to be funny, but it made my boyfriend not want to make me cum. He left me hanging on purpose for something very dumb (more than once). Or he will guilt me into having anal sex with him after saying no, saying stuff like "we did it before", "it feels better" etc. but that was when I wanted to do it. When I confessed to him that I'm insecure about my vagina, he got offended and didn't wanna kiss me or do anything affectionate because he thinks that I "don't care what he says as I'm insecure over it anyway", expecting it to be gone after I've been insecure over it for years. He only started being affectionate like 4 hours later when I started crying. This all happened within 2 weeks. I'm 16.
I have a girlfriend. And I love her. But before her, there was someone else. We never really got anywhere worth writing home about, this other girl. She was in a difficult place at the time. So we just flirted, kept up a certain level of sexual tension, while still keeping each other at arm's length. It was, strangely, fun. Let's call her Mary.
Then, I started dating the girl that would be my girlfriend. She was hard to get and even harder to read. A real spitfire who'd never let me get away with anything. Everyone she meant would say that there’s something about her that just leaves you enthralled but you just don't know what exactly. It's something. Call her Amy.
Things hit off with Amy. It was a rocky start being who she is but it got somewhere nice, somewhere serious.
But early on with Amy, Mary and I kept texting and kept interacting on social media. We would comment on each other's photos how hot we thought the other was. Amy didn't mind. Mary was a friend, after all. In the DMs, Mary always talked about how we should get some coffee sometime; how we should maybe get a drink. Just us. She knew about Amy, though. We talked about Amy sometimes, so she knew.
The plans for coffee or drinks never went anywhere. I just kept saying, "Yeah. Maybe."
It didn't go anywhere until one day, it did.
Amy was out of town. And Mary dropped a selfie on my DMs saying she in a cafe downtown alone. I thought about for a while. Then I hopped on my car and went for it. "What harm could some coffee do?" I thought at the time.
I got there and we talked. She talked about med school and I talked about my own shit. It was, in a word, surreal. Then she asked me to walk her to the toilet. It was up some stairs and away from prying eyes. Before she went in she gave me a hug and, out of habit and shock, I hugged her back. My heart was racing. She pulled back and held my face in her hands, then wrapped them around the back of my neck gently.
"You're an amazing guy, you know that?" She said, her face close to mine. She was, without a doubt, one of the most beautiful people I've ever known.
I smiled.
We stared at each other for a while, arms locked around each other. In any other situation, this is where I would go in for a kiss.
But no, I just said, "You should go in, Mary. I'll downstairs."
I don't know if it was guilt or something else. Maybe a part of me had finally decided to admit what my concious mind wouldn't: that I was cheating on Amy.
When she went in, I called up my bestfriend. I told him to call me in 10 mins with some fake emergency. He knew where I was and who I was with, so he agreed. No questions asked.
When Mary returned, we continued talking for a little bit before my bestfriend called. I left that cafe on the whim of some fake emergency that afternoon. Despite that, I was one of the best non-date dates I've ever had.
A few days later, Mary stopped interacting with me on social media. No likes, no comments. She stopped the DMs and when I would try, she would respond but only to be respectful, I felt like.
And so eventually, I stopped.
A few weeks had passed and I got a DM out of the blue from Mary. I remember I had just woken up that summer day when I got it.
"I meant what I said. You're an amazing guy. Wish you the best. Take care of yourself."
I never responded. I didn't know how to. I didn't know what it meant.
That was three years ago. I don't see Mary anymore. I don't speak to her, whether in person or online. But sometimes, during the late nights, I think about that day in the cafe and about what that message, that seemed too much like a goodbye, meant.
Amy, to this day, doesn't know about it. And I've never done anything like that since. We're happier than we've ever been now and things are going great.
Mary hasn't dated anyone since, I don't think. But I see her online, looking happy and still in med school.
I'm writing this now because it's been three years. All that time and I still think about Mary.
I feel a bit guilty. I was in the grocery store today and I saw this young girl with her parents. I don’t want to say how young but let’s just say she might hang out at an elementary school if you know what I’m saying. Anyways she was in black tights and I’m not even joking her ass was looking good. My first thought was “damn when she’s older her ass is going to be delicious” it was delicious now but it’ll only get better. I felt gross for having these thoughts. I followed them around the store from a far just to stare at there child’s ass as she walked. I got slightly hard and when I got home I felt so dirty. Why am I having these thoughts. What’s wrong with me. But I’d never act upon them.
Yes, I have an addiction. I am addicted of feeling sorry for myself and always putting others first than myself. I know that I am not selfish but I think I need to put myself first. There are times that I am too kind to other people and they take it for granted. They spread gossips about me even if I am very kind to them. I even invited them in my house, not because to show them that we have money or gadgets. I invited them because I want them to know that I am comfortable being around them, and I want to know more things about them.
Dear ex boyfriend, I hope you find peace in heaven and love I couldn't give you when you were alive. Sorry for making you feel like a shit...now I am here feeling like shit myself, I wish I could do something to bring you back to me, but unfortunately I can't. I am hurt because I loved you too...I still do it's just that I didn't know how to show it. Forgive me if you can....I will always love you even though you are not here with me, but your memories are.
I cheated on my gf of 5 years with her best friend. I had been doing so since 1 year now. I kept lying to both of them that I dont talk to the other person but yesterday they both found out about it and now have broken up with me. I feel guilty and sorry inside for doing such a terrible thing. I love my Gf of 5 years a lot but developed a strong feeling for her friend as well last year and i ended up doing such a terrible thing. I feel guilty inside and am unable to forgive myself. Also it pains me inside when i think about how heart broken the girls are because of me. I have honestly apologised for my mistakes but they are not ready to talk to me anymore.
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