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i wanted to something so great so my parents can say i am proud of you my son . as i am not good at many things but i know i am very much good at my work and i am doing it with all my heart and doing really great my manager and other team member complimented me about my work many times but in returns i didn't get good appraisal and some time they cancel my leaves and all it's heart me a lot. sometime i think it's not my hard work in office that is going to make my parents proud i keep looking the opportunities to do something different but all the time i ended at my work like i am good at this, i can do something great in this.. maybe i am working in the wrong company or under wrong manger coz its been 2 year and they still don't know about my abilities and utilizing me in that way. all they care about constant money is coming not giving the opportunities to younger employees who can really make a difference.
My partner of many years has been watching porn.
I have seen it in his browser history many times and when I told him how hurt I was about it he didn't really discuss it and now I have noticed he has been deleting it from his history be cause the same thing keeps popping up that he hasn't search for ages so he is deleting it from his history.
I still feel so hurt and cheated it makes me feel so lonely he dosnt even make the effort with me 😢
if tried to spice things up told him to come to me when he needs a fix If tried everything I can think off and now I'm lost I don't know what to do please help?!
There is something wrong with me beyond autism.
My dad looked Spanish. I was born with blond hair & weird eyes. He wanted me to have black hair; look oily; & have a narrow bone structure like him. Instead i look like a red skinned with buckeheat hair.
He said i couldnt be his; even yrs later when DNA proved i was science was lying. He loved my Spanish looking sister. He was great to her. Gave Cool cars; everything. Me: he kicked out when i was two. My mom blamed me & gave me away. My life became hell.
At first i had a chance. Kind people took me. A drunk hit us. I watched them die. I somehow crawled out of a crushed buring car.
I was given to a relative next. I was locked in a dark room licking crumbs off the floor for over a yr and a half. I could barely walk when i left.
Then it was an aunt who liked to take drugs; torture me; & do weird sex like stuff.
I was so scared. Someone saw me afraid one day. Tried to tell me about Jesus but was ran off. I wondered who is Jesus. I had never seen a TV or heard a radio. No one even talked to me. I was afraid & mostly always alone. When someone was around they were usually hurting me.
So i asked a man. Who is Jesus? He said you ask him in your heart. Then he was yelled at by my relative & left. I almost never left the house. But I'd heard the name Jesus.
Who was he? This is important. I am autistic. I don't believe in ghosts; big foot; or crazy stuff. During the pandemic ive been doing my best to unite people. Trying to find a way (including lying which is wrong & i normally wouldnt do) to get people to work together & understand each other.
We are all under attack from a virus. Our economy is in a shambles. Peoples lives are being destroyed. People are dying. We should be loving each other & working together.
So i have tried everyway i can to get people to see the orher sides point of view. But I'm tired. Anerisms have me so confused i don't think I'm helping. My disease has left me so tired i can barely walk. I have no home. One of my children is sick & i can't afford to help my ex pay for the bills. I go to her place & fix stuff if i can. But it takes me hours. My mind doesn't work right. My body barely works. I'm so tired.
I almost died recently. My body shut down. I spent hrs on the edge of death crawling to reach help. I do not want to live. Ive wanted to die ever since i was a little boy. But as i lay on the edge of death an angel seemed to be calling forward an inch at a time. Smiling at me. Waving me forward. Yes; i probably hallucinated that; but it kept me alive.
I'm glad it did. My youngest son had shut down since my ex kicked me out. She called begging me to help. I went & calmed him. He is now happy & doing well; but i must see him every 2 wks to keep him feeling secure.
So; i need to be able to prove everything with science. I once saw a Tic Tac; but i know it was just a US craft from the nearby base.
I almost died as a teen. My heart stopped. I seemed to goto Heaven. I talked to Jesus & loved ones long gone. Yes; i probably hallucinated that. But it got me back here. Jesus asked me to come back & help so i did.
But heres two i can't use science to explain. A drunk hit our car. It caved in everywhere except where we set. At the hospital my first childs numbers started dropping. The doctor told me to say goodbye. The nurse left. My wife; i; & two Church friends joined hands. We prayed. I asked God to return my child. instantly his numbers shoot up & he was fine. The nurse ran in; then the doc. Can you explain that to me scientifically? I can not.
We couldnt have kids. We tried sugeries. Hopeless. So four of us joined hands & prayed. The next day my wife took a pregnancy test. She had took one & been to the doc the day before & wasnt pregnant. We were told to give up & consider adoption. Yet two days later the doc confirmed she was pregnant. Other blessings started coming after him. Can you explain that scientifically?
Before a surgary a doc told me to say my goodbyes. I laughed & told him God determines when i leave not men. The next day he shook my hand. He couldnt believe i was alive & also functional.
I was told I'd be dead yrs before age 30. That was many yrs ago.
Heres where all this started for me. As a tiny boy after hearing the name Jesus i asked him in my heart. I felt something enter me. The whole world around me changed. My body stayed but i seemed to travel to Heaven. I met a glowing man in a robe with long brown hair. He said he was Jesus. He told me i was very special. I had been sent here to help. He told me why i was here. Then he sent me back; but left the Holy Spirit in me as a guide. It talks to me. Tells me what is asked of me. I must choose to do it.
Scientifically i can explain the Spirit. It could be part of my sub-concious. What i can't determine is how i knew about Heaven; what Jesus looked like; about the Holy Spirit; about so many things I'd later see in the Bible. I also don't know why i had such an advanced knowledge of space. How did i know things scientists are just now figuring out? It couldnt have been from TV; I'd never seen one. They didnt even put science on TV way back then. No one talked to me. The people around me then had zero science knowledge I'd later learn. So where did i get it? Was i just born smart?
Either way. I seem to be addicted to trying to help. My whole life i tried to help people. Ive been using this old phone that often wont work to try to reach out & guide people to understand those they see as enemies. Trying to make things better for all of you. But i seem to be confused. My mind just wont work right. I'm so tired. I'm mostly living on water & crackers. I just don't have much left.
I need to just concentrate on myself & my kids. Even the Holy Spirit seems to be telling me that. But i seem to be adicted to trying to help others.
What is wrong with me? Right until his death my dad still yelled at me that i wasnt his. He saw my blond haired blue eyed kids & said they couldnt be his. My mom still sayes i was the ugliest baby she ever saw; & that I'm still ugly. I'm autistic. No one except my ex wife ever really wanted me. Why can't i just give up? Why do i keep fighting to help the world when it seems intent on destroying itself?
it was a hit and run kind of thing, and the friend group i was with liked the idea of me being their sacrifical dirty lamb sexually as a virgin so ugly and it was drunk and drugged rape the first night and mulling abusive relationship same guy the next time months apart and we never loved each other. we agreed to just never see each other again as he had many wife's and kids and i didn't find it good loving experience. I guess I am just really ugly and boring, and I don't care anymore. I was so ugly I was a virgin til 30. no n liked me.
i have never been a hot guys first choice.
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
Every tuesday is pizza day in my office. This means our boss buys pizza for the whole office. Because my office is in the fifth floor and the cafeteria is in the first floor, I often have difficulties getting a slice of pizza. Some of my stupid and egoistic colleagues always take half or the whole pizza and disappear in their offices. The entire staff gets 5 to 8 pizzas. We are 32 people.
So today, I waited for the pizza man and put laxatives on each pizza before leaving them in the cafeteria.
Hahaha, what a fun. The entire third floor was blocking the restrooms for the rest of the day.
#pizza #laxative #office #staff #egoistic #revenge #confession
The last two weeks, I stole more office supplies and was more time on the internet than I worked.
I'm 20 years old and is in a relationship for 5 years. Yup, you've read it right. I was in 4th yr high school when we started our relationship and was able survive college together. Only my closest friends knows about this- not all, actually. Only those "trusted" friends, and those whom I am with in the same situation (bisexual friends). I am a closet bisexual (to selected people, i guess?). My parents doesn't know about this. It's so hard for me, for us, to live normally as a couple. To my friends who doesn't know yet, I'm afraid of how they'll judge me. To my relatives, I'm afraid to what they'll react because I know they will all be against me. I wanted to pursue our relationship as long as we still both could fight for it. We've been hiding this to some people for 5 years already. Tho this situation made us even stronger, I always have this hope that someday, I'll be out and be able to live as how normal couple do in public; without any judgement at all. Though I embrace the fact that I'm a bisexual, it's really hard to live as one in this judgmental society. Anyway, above all these cowardice, I'll still pursue to what we've started as lovers and will still be hoping that someday I could hold her hands in public, kiss her, and be proud and brave enough to tell all the people that she's mine!
I am 17f dating a 15f girl and my mother is threatening to kick me out of the house because my girlfriend is so young. I’m also in love with my 18f best friend. I don’t know what to do. We’ve been dating for a month now but I’ve liked my best friend for almost two years just never acted on it. What should I do??
#relationship #lesbian #underage #best #friend #bestfriend #help #needadvice #mother
I'm a 65 year old bisexual male who loves to cross-dress. I've been doing this now for seven years. Wearing women's clothing just feels so good to me. When I get up in the morning, I can't wait to get my entire body shaved completely smooth, put on makeup and do my nails. Next comes my thong, corset, push-up bra, hip and butt pads, garter belt and nylons. Since I've been taking phytoestrogen supplements the whole time, my boobs have grown to fit snugly into a 42C bra. My boobs are really nice. Guys go crazy for them. I began using breast forms to augment my appearance, but I don't need them anymore to get a nice effect. I really love my boobs and fondle them as often as possible. Next comes a silky slip to drape over my torso, followed by a sexy dress with its hemline falling just above my knees. The neckline of my dress must plunge low enough to expose my cleavage. My legs have received many compliments on their shape, so I always wear a fashionable pair of heels to bolster their appearance. Earrings, necklace, bracelet and a nice wig complete the look.
My wardrobe is extensive. I have dozens of dresses, skirts, blouses, shoes. outerwear and accessories. Wigs of all shades and lengths are available to me as well. No matter how much I have, I can't resist the urge to buy more. Its definitely an obsession. When I'm fully dressed and see myself in the mirror, I nearly come to climax. OMG, how I wish I could be a woman. I'm so jealous of those who are.
Being bisexual, I crave having sex other men. As a younger man, it was relatively easy to hook up for same sex experiences. However, as I aged, it became harder to arrange such trysts. Becoming a crossdresser definitely increased my chances for success. I discovered that many men love "chicks with dicks". It opened up a whole new world for me. As soon as I began appearing in drag, I became much more desirable. My date requests grew immensely. I could pick and choose which ones to accept.
One thing I've always fantasized about was being a prostitute. How lucky women are that they can do this. I could never understand why more ladies don't participate in that occupation. I fantasized about it so much, I decided to try my luck as a crossdressing escort. Websites for escort service advertising are all over the internet. I offered my services on as many of them as I could. I really didn't know if I'd get any responses. To my surprise, the replies were overwhelming.
It was so easy to find men who wanted to have sex with me. There were several women as well. I've lost count of how many men I've sold my body to, but it has to be at least several hundred. Age range also surprised me. The youngest man I did told me he was 18, and I'm not sure if he really was . He looked no more than 16 and didn't have a car. I asked to see his ID, but he declined to show me anything. I probably shouldn't have had sex with him, but the opportunity was too irresistible. The oldest guy was in his 70's and the rest were part of every age group in between.
So far, I've made tens of thousands of dollars over the years as a part-time prostitute. I know its not the right thing to do, but I just can't stop. I've tried to quit many times. I love the work so much the idea of quitting is to depressing. I can't keep doing this forever. What am I going to do?
I use these online dating portals the other way around. The fattest and ugliest women get the highest or best rank. That's poetic justice!
Hearing the phone ring gives me anxiety because no one has ever called me for friendly reasons. When I don't answer the phone it just seems to make problems worse. I don't even want to check the voicemails.
I put super glue in my teacher's shoes because she's never giving me the grade I deserve. I think she hates me.
I put so much effort into her class and her assignments and I never get praised for it. It sucks. Big time.
Next week, I am going to steal her car and sell it to some guy I know. I can get revenge on her and make some cash. Sweet justice!
As soon as I get a new girlfriend, I meet another girl which is nicer and more beautiful than my girlfriend. And because I can't say "no", I try to make out with both. Yeeah... long story short: They ALWAYS find out about the other girl and then I am the asshole.
Poor me! :(
I did so many wrong choices... i was drunk cuz i got kicked from school few weeks ago.. and my dumb ass went home alone, in dark clothes and i saw car... i was so scared but he saw me... well until i realized he went straight into tree.. i was the cause of the accident... i mean noone got killed but still i feel like shit for that... got no charges however, still dont know how...
#depression #accident #car #unwell #choices #confession
.I m a girl...I m 21 ..I just don't know to who I want to share my feelings...my English not good... I used to like this girl few years ago... around 6 or 7 years ago ...but then I decided to let her go ... Not because I don't love her ... besides she know I like her but there nothing happened between us ... And she the one who asked me to forget her ..then I forget her actually I don't... Just I think I don't have feelings towards her anymore... Short story now she came back into my life again ... My feelings I just confuse about my feelings right now..I don't know if I have feelings for again or I just pretend I have feelings for her ...we both want to change become better person ..I mean we both decide to like girl anymore..but my feelings..I just confuse...I don't want to be old me.. I tell you this because I don't have anyone to talk or to share .. it's hurt me a lot to keep this problem myself ...I do have family but they don't know I used to like girl before...thank you ..have a great day .. :) god bless you :D
To the customer her threw a bow at my face because you didn’t want to pay for it; fuck you. May the wrath of a thousand fleas permanently infest your house, and may you never have a pleasant nights sleep for the rest of your horrible, miserable life.
A colleague of mine always tries to make my life a living hell. But since a few days, I take his apple juice with me when I have to pee and I pee in his bottle. I'd like to know if he asks himself why I'm so happy around him....
Yep here I am, sitting at my desk, supposed to work but I don't. I spend the last hour reading through the comments. I'm almost done. The next thing I do is looking for another website to waste my working hours.
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