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Lies. During the pandemic ive told many lies. Some on purpose. Some from confusion.
I saw the web as this big fun place. Tell jokes. Tell stories. Make up
Stuff. Entertain each other. I figured people were like me. During this mess ive slept in my car. Went days without food. Been so cold. Been so hot i passed out. Nearly died. Been in a daze. Days & days without sleep. In desperate need of medical help but unable to pay for or reach it. Id use this phone someone else provides for me as a way to pretend im not all alone. But i was. I was all alone.
But there are those who need me. I still do what little i can for them. But its not much.
My mind is clear for a moment. Im sure it wont last. It occurs to me that my funny & entertaining stories may not seem that way to everyone. Yes; we are all trying to lift each other up, to survive this pandemic. But what about the mentally ill with problems worse than me? What if they take either my funny musings when im in a rare stable moment; or my meanderings as i drift thru this pandemic & have no clue what im typing trying to hold on, as “literal”. Oh i dont think i do things like that. Im a pretty nice person. But occasionally my damaged mind focuses enough to see that there are people with the oddest of beliefs. Im not sure how people believe in such things; but some do, so i hope to force myself to just set alone & close myself off. I wouldnt advise that to most. But i spent many years doing exactly that. So if anyone can & stay more or less rational, it should be me. I need to quit using my phone to pretend i have a purpose or meaning beyond my real purpose. Oh if someone reads this dont try it yourself. Its not good to close oneself off. Its quite self destructive actually. But as a child i was forced to be completely isolated for a long time. So i got used to it. Im currently not outdoors. But my situation is tenuous at best. Sinking within myself will be my best way to survive where i am
Besides there are others who need me. They definitely need more help than im currently able to give. I need to take the little thats left of me & give it all to them.
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When me and my boyfriend first started having raw sex, I gave herpes to him not knowing I had herpes and I still feel guilty about that because he always talk about it. He’s given me an STD TWICE ! And every time I bring up him cheating on me and giving me and STD , he throws it in my face. The difference between my situation and his situation is that I didn’t go CHEAT and brought it back to him and he literally went and got head from another dirty bitch and brought me back trichomoniasis . My situation is this, me and him we’re starting a relationship and he decided to take off the condom. I didn’t know I had herpes because before me and him met I was promiscuous so when me and him got together I stopped doing what I was doing . He literally went and cheated on me while we were together and gave me an STD. I FEEL mostly bad about my situation because I gave him something he can’t get rid of because of my PAST and who I was . We both did terrible in this relationship and in two weeks it’s gonna be three years since we’ve been together and these years have been STRESSFUL, HARD, depressing. He put me down like it’s sooo much stuff this man has put me through. I’m 21 and he’s 28 and he manipulates me and controls me and my money smh
I dont know how to tell my friends that I lied.. I lied about how much I drink. I want them to know I'm not addicted. But they think ill do anything for a little bit of beer.
It is crazy to think that I was in love with my best friend but it is how it is. She has the most beautiful brown eyes I have ever seen and she is fearless. She likes dyeing her hair in crazy colors and she is not afraid of the outcome.
That seems not like much of a confession, huh?
Well, she is not gay nor has she ever shown interest in other girls. I always thought I am straight myself, but maybe not. I am not so sure.
So back to the story... We are both in our twenties (she 27, I am 28) and work in the same company, but not in the same department. She started dating one of MY co-workers and they hit it off like a house on fire. She had those lovey dovey heart shaped eyes for weeks and weeks on end. I tried to be happy for her, I really really tried, but I just couldn't take it anymore...
He came to me often for advice and asked me for my opinion on things to give her. At first I tried to be a friend and help him out but after a while I started telling him bullshit. She is a vegetarian (has been for ~10 years now) and apparently they never talked about this?!? They have been going out for like 6 weeks now and that never came up, wtf?
So, he asked me if she liked steak, because he wanted to cook for her. So I told him yes, that she loved steak and that she liked it English (i.e. almost raw) and of course he listened and cooked for her and made her the steak just as I told him, without checking with her or anything. He's such a dumbass, honestly...
I do not know what went down but it escalated apparently. They fought, they screamed and what not.
And the best of it? She did not find out that I told him about the meat!! She is not talking to him currently, but she came to me right afterwards and I was able to hold her in my arms and comfort her.
I'd definitely would do it again, even if it means that she's said.
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I am afraid to tell anyone I am lesbian. For years I have denied it, because I always second guess myself, and because I have never dated anyone I have just lied about it. I am stuck and miserable, my family already tries to shove God at me whenever they can. I am afraid of the reactions my friends would have. I feel so alone in this right now, I pretend to be interested in guys just so my family wont find out, because I know it'll all go to shit once they do. I am being judged by the people in my life that say who I am is disgusting, and they don't even know they are directing it at me. It fucking sucks, and I feel like lying is the only choice I have now.
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Ever since I was a kid I’ve lied. Little and big for no particular reason. Sometimes I get bored so I tell lies. They don’t always affect anyone, and sometimes I don’t tell people. Other times they do hurt people. I’ve lost friends to lies but at this point I can’t stop.
For over a year I’ve been leaving comments and stuff on the net. Part of it was looking for someone. So id leave these crazy stories. The hope was some one who needed me would reach out. Well it worked. They just called up out of the blue. Sadly they need me much more than I thought. I’ll try my best to help, but a lot of damage is done. So sad. Good person that just needed someone to help and love them. Prayers that God will heal this person.
There’s other people who need my help too, one desperately so. I’m trying to help them too. Prayers that God will help me help all of them.
I did try to do good along the way too. I played roles and games. Pretended to be things I’m not.
The goal was to get some positive change. I think I did that.
The pandemic forced us all to try to survive. I played roles: a conservative; a liberal; a moderate; a victim; a funny person, all with various goals.
I wanted to be helpful; educate, and entertain. Try to help the world survive, & myself have interaction. I’ve had basically no human interaction for over a year. So these comments were my inter action with the world.
It’s so strange to see yourself have an impact. At least mine seemed to be for greater good on versions scales.
We're losing the house and I don't know what or how to tell anyone.
As a kid I always caught flies and other bugs to rip their wings and legs out. After that, I drew "funny" things on them with my window colours.
i lie all the time about loads of tiny things and i can't remember what the truth about my life is anymore
I'm married and sometimes I hate my husband!!! We both used to be very abusive to each other. For years!!! He started the abuse. However, we have both changed drastically. I mean we went from fighting every day. (Fist fighting!) Due to his lies and cheating. He was very controlling and wouldn't allow me to break up with him. I would leave and he would find and stalk me. Begging me to come back and I would go back every time bc I loved him, still do. We've been together forever, I met him when I was 14, he's 5 years older than me. Anyway, we went from fighting every day to no actual fighting just heated arguments. Which is major for us, trust me. We used to fight like cats and dogs. Anyway, we don't anymore. But, I still feel the pain in my heart and mind mainly bc of the last time he cheated. What happened was he cheated for the last time I believe like 8 years ago and got his ex pregnant. They already had 2 kids. Since, they live in a different state and she hardly lets him see the kids he had no idea she was pregnant with the third kid. During the time she was pregnant he went to jail for a year, which had nothing to do with us fighting, by the way. While he was in jail he had enough money saved so he still paid all my bills, rent included. He paid for everything. He just asked me to wait for him. Well, I did. While he was in jail he got "saved or found God." When he out out he asked me to marry him. He said: God spoke to Him and said that I was supposed to be his wife and that God showed him all the messed up and evil things that he has done to me throughout the years with all the lies, deceit, betrayal, abuse, and cheating; etc. He said: God spoke to him and told him to change or he would spend the rest of his life in jail. He hates jail. Well, long story short he told me about all the dreams and/or visions God gave him about our lives and he wrote me a letter and drew me a picture everyday while he was in jail. I listened to him, but I didn't fully believe him. I wanted him to prove that he changed and he did/has repeatedly! He has did a whole 360!!! Anyway, we got married. I didn't know he had a third child with his ex and later when he found out he was too afraid to tell me. He found out when after he got out of jail. Which explains why he wanted to get married so quickly. Anyway, he did change, but I knew there was something still bothering him. I asked and asked. But nothing. Finally, one night he says God told him to tell me. I knew something was wrong bc he never slept. Just tossed and turned all the time. So, when he told me I flipped out!!! I asked for a divorce, but he declined. So, I sought out a few different advisors and they all pretty much gave me the same advice which was to try to make our marriage work especially since he had not cheated during the actual marriage. But I felt bamboozled and devastated!!! I cried for days. So, we went to marriage counseling. He confessed to everything. How many times he cheated on me before we got married, with how many women and most importantly why he did it. Everything!!! I sat there and took it like a CHAMP! I really tried to listen like a friend instead of a wife or woman who felt totally and completely broken. Then we had a sit down with his ex. She hates me, by the way. We got down to the nitty-gritty. I mean how many times did they cheat on me together. Why did she keep the other child a secret from us? When she finally told him, why did he keep it from me? Why did she agree to keep me from knowing there was a third child after the fact? Why did they both have their other two children acting as though they did not have an extra sibling? They were all lying! She did after a while she begged him to tell me. I believe her, but she is still so "in-love" with my husband, she would do anything he says. Not her words, mine. Anyway, now they don't communicate unless I know about it. My husband has sincerely changed, but I'm stuck with all this hurt and pain!!! I'm really trying, but it is so hard. I mean he gives me the majority of his money, tells me all of his whereabouts, I have all of his passwords, he shows me all of his bank statements, he doesn't go see his kids without me, and he doesn't make moves unless I know about it. Yet, and still I am not happy!!! I feel broken!!! I am trying. But I feel like getting revenge!!! Even though I could never see myself having sex with another man. That's the truth. I just want him to hurt the way he has hurt me! I'm struggling!!! I feel like all my innocence was stripped away from me. I genuinely loved someone who didn't know how to love me bk. Now that he is so focused and getting his/our lives together, i.e. about to buy a house, we both are working a good steady jobs, in college, going to church regularly, reading the Bible, and praying together.... Now, I'm the one ready to destroy our family just to give him a taste of his own medicine bc I can't get over the past. PS I'm not an ugly person. In fact, everyone tells me on a regular how beautiful I am and I was raised that my outward beauty should match my inward beauty. So, I have always been forgiving. But now I feel like I'm being overtaken with evil and hatred even though no one knows it. I feel so stupid and stressed out! And I'm always worried that he is going to hurt me again.
I told one of my friends that I was depressed when I was 11 because my mum and dad had a divorce. Except they didn’t and they’re happily married. It’s been on my mind a lot and honestly it really bugs me. I don’t want to tell her because we’re really close and I don’t want to ruin our friendship. I told her my sister didn’t know so don’t ask her but I’m scared she’s gonna bring it up in conversation.😬 what should I do
I mess with people. Tell jokes. Pick. Annoy. Not in real life. People with influence. Not in a mean way. To challenge their thoughts. My goal is to slip in thoughts to audiences that don’t expect it. Homelessness. Health care for the poor. Disabilities. Gays.
I’m trying to help make the world a better place. But I stretch the truth and crack jokes to do it. Lying is wrong. But if your lies don’t hurt others; and do help others, is that fully wrong?
I can’t tell the truth. I’m disabled and a loser. No one likes to talk to me in real life. I’m an outcast. So I pretend to be s person someone would want to talk to. Not for me. I’m doomed. But for others. I just want the world to love each other a little more.
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I have these desires with my girlfriend, like watching her with other men, swinging, threesomes, gangbangs, orgies, bondage, MFM bi sex, but i'm scared she'll think i'm weird and leave me.
I have an IUD, but lately I've gotten into the habit of telling guys I'm not on birth control just for the fun of it. It started as a way to get them to complain less about condoms. Then one time I let a guy take the condom off. I made him think I could easily get pregnant and he said he would pull out but he didn't. When he told me he was coming in me, naturally I didn't bother to resist because I knew I was protected so I let him finish with a smile. I may have even opened my legs a little wider for him. When he got all nervous, I promised him that if I got pregnant I'd have his baby and give it up for adoption and he'd never have to worry bout it. He got sooo hard, sooo quick after I said that. It was the first time I ever had a guy fuck me twice in a row. Literally less than 5 minutes between. The effect it had on him made me excited. It felt good to have such a crazy effect on a guy.
So the next time I was about to have an anonymous hookup I let the guy think I could get pregnant and I let him go bareback. I kept enticing him... I kept asking him if it would feel better if he didn't have to pull out, if he was going to be a naughty boy and shoot inside me, I told him how much I wished I could feel him come in me, that it was too bad he had to pull out and I said all those things with an inviting smile. It worked. He couldn't resist. It was so much fun to see the look on his face. I seriously think guys come harder when they think they're going to knock me up. Except I don't think this guy believed me when I told him that I would never come asking for child support because he asked me to leave real fast.
The last time I had a hookup neither of us mentioned a condom or birth control at first. Once we got really into it I told him as cute as I could, "I'm not on birth control but I won't mind if you want to try and get me pregnant. I promise never to bother you with the responsibility unless you want it. I believe it's a woman's duty to pleasure a man and accept whatever consequences come of it." He didn't believe me and I scared him but after I reassured him he was really excited and into it. He told me it was the most intense sex of his life and he's been calling me to hookup again. I haven't yet. Tbh I don't really believe in those things I told him and I don't think it will be the same the second time with the same guy.
I have two concerns. Is it wrong to lie to strangers about being fertile when I am perfectly safe with an IUD? I feel a little guilty about the last guy because he's so excited by it but at same time it's really fun and makes me happy to give guys such a rare sort of pleasure and excitement. More importantly I don't usually have unprotected sex. I've only been with 6 guys no condom, 3 in the last 3 months. I get nervous about STI's. So far I'm still clean and I'm afraid it's going to take me getting something before I learn. This new kink isn't helping. It's really fun and I want to keep doing it with new guys.
I haven't been truly honest about my life, but the thing is do I really have to?
My perception towards life was just a momentary thing, to entertain me, to give me pleasure.
Attachment was never an option, I lied in every aspect about me —towards my friends, my family and to my lover.
And the sad thing about it is that I don't feel any sort of guilt, not an ounce of remorse.
Lying became a part of my life and I wasn't doing anything to stop it.
i stole seven dollars from my mom in change and i lied about it to her and now im vomiting my insides out, but i can't stop lying
i think god gave me a sickness
This is gonna age like a fine cup of piss, but...
I'm something of an activist, and it's a huge part of the resason why I'm majoring in social work,but despite my campus having a strong social work program, it's tough to find a cause I'm genuinely passionate about as I attend a predominantly conservative campus. However, I thought that since I'm Asian and recently a few other Asian students had recently formed an Asian American Association this past semester and I was somewhat involved in the planning process that I could use it for my advocacy as a student activist. However, I soon got removed from the group me (we also have a discord, but we use the group me chat as our main platform for communication) for pushing certain "ideas" that people were "uncomfortable" with, despite there having been some arguments among the leaders and admins, as only one person removed me with little to no input from the leaders. I sat down a while back to speak to the advisor, who had zero involvement in all of the group me stuff, and when I asked for a follow up, I got an email back pretty much saying the same thing: the chat was created for "light hearted" reasons and they didn't want me making it uncomfortable. I didn't respond to it until a few days ago. I claimed that them taking me out of the chat had sent me on a downward spiral, how it had caused me to cut again, how it had caused me to stop eating.
It was all a lie. I just thought that I could guilt trip them a little to get back in the chat. I honestly don't feel much if any remorse over this.
hi,i am m 22
i don't know where to start. i am finding myself in a horrible situation these days. I took admission in a costly university for my graduation degree. I had spent all of the money for my fees over the years on myself and my girlfriend who does not have a clue about this. She thinks i am some rich brat. She loves me a lot and i love her.I always had thought i will make out a way out of my misery. But the problem is now my days here are going to end and i don't have a single clue for what i am going to do next. I want to support my family, i want to give everything to my girl, but all these hopes are fading away. i quit smoking 2 weeks ago, and that is the only thing i had done right in my past 5 years Now i am restless all the time.
my love is very conditional. everyone else's is towards me so if others can be that way then so am I. all this stuff about you giving unconditional love won't heal you.it will help people abuse you but it will not make you healthy, wealthy or on top on life and joyful. people don't think your wise or smart forgiving them. they don't cry for forgiveness, they don't care if you forgive they just want you to abuse you again and be sucked in. don't do it.so they find new sucker who double takes em. they will find someone to fit their own level who will bust their asses and cut the frills and spills from their lipids. forget them and move on. you don't partake in xmas jolly giving you won't end up as fat as santa.
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