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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.
I have been dating this boy for a month now. I don't like him romantically but he's my first boyfriend and vice versa. He's a good person and I love him as a person but today he confessed he loved me. I don't love him back. I feel awful but I don't want to hurt him.
As a Christian, I lied to my psychologist.
I told him that my girlfriend killed herself when I was 16 even though I found out in the last year that she actually was still alive.
I just didn't know how else to explain the train wreck of my life.
So now I feel like I need to come clean somehow.
But after I told him he confided in me that he lost a young patient one time earlier in his career and that he struggled for a long time wondering what he could have done to save him.
I feel like I have to level with him, but I feel absolutely wretched that I lied to him and he confided in me like that.
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I mess with people who believe in UFOs. I think it helps them. They need to realize they probably aren’t real.
I know a woman who thinks she’s a witch. Thing is. She thinks she does stuff. But nothing happens. She deludes herself.
Worked with a lady who thought her dead grandma planted crops in her yard.
Many brains don’t work right. They see what’s not there. It’s only there in their minds.
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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.
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.
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.
#lies #lesbian #confession #family #friends #alone #fear #judgement
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.
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 don't know my own gender. I tell people online that my name is Zach but it's not. I'm biologically a woman. My friends know that I'm trans. I think I'm a man. I usually tell myself I'm a man but there's this voice in the back of my head that shouts that I'm a woman. I don't know what to believe. Maybe I'm gender-fluid? I don't really feel like a woman at all but how do I know if I'm really trans. Is there a way of knowing? I know about dysphoria, and I think I have it but what if I don't? I believe I have it seeing as I hate my body. I don't like my curves, I've kinda gained some weight, and not to mention genitalia. It's odd how there's nothing there. I don't know if that's normal or not. I just think it's weird how there's nothing between my legs. My chest keeps growing. I'm 14 and almost a D cup. I'm not overweight either. I don't know if this is gender dysphoria or just normality. I don't constantly feel weird in my body though; it's very on and off. My boyfriend sees me as a woman but that's a rant for another day. What do I do? Do I ask my mother for me to see a gender therapist? What if she says no? I don't want her knowing.
I told my friend i looked skinny but i was actually really fat when I told her this we later on had a fight so she decided she would tell everyone so I started making up some lies about her.
That's what you get.
I was in love with my friend freshman year. Fully, whole-heartedly in love. She knew it, and she used me. I was her proxy for verbally abusing our social group, so she could seen like the innocent saint. I would have died for her. She threw me away because I was depressed. I hate her now as much as I loved her then. I look back and see her as the selfish hypocrite she really was. Love really does make you blind. Never fall in love with a sociopath.
#abuse #manipulation #hate #love #sociopath #loyalty #liar #lies #sad
I put this under waste because I've wasted my life. Here it goes.
I'm bad like really bad. But looking at me you would never know. People are catching on as my life falls apart. I've been living like a quadruple life I guess. I don't even know who I am anymore. I can't think of anything I like. I hate everything and everyone. I have no friends left, the women of my life cheated lied and stole the entire time I've known them. Most of my buddies too. Just users you know. I always offer too much and people gladly accept my generosity. I always try and help but it eventually becomes them being entirely dependent on me. Then they go and I've lost so much in them. I never see the fruits of my labours.
Now I'm totally alone. And financially ruined. Relying on booze and drugs to feel better about the shitty person I am. I pray to god thanking him only, not asking for more. He still rewards me a lot. Gives me great opportunity and strength to conquer challenges. But I can't conquer myself. I want to end my life. Nobody would notice except the few leeches who still cling to my generosity. Everybody I've helped is doing great. I never took time to take care of myself, or set myself up better. My friends, wife, in laws, girlfriends, and associates have all benefitted greatly from my efforts but I'm fucked mentally physically and financially. I even still protect people after they betray me. Keep their secrets, bend to their requests.
I'm going to blow my brains out.
I hate this world, it's ruined anyway. Goodby you fucked up people. There's a good chance that there is someone in your life going through this who helped you a lot. I bet you won't even reach out to repay what's owed. Sick fucking society world wide.
About a month ago, I had a miscarage. I’ve only told my parents and husband about it and they’ve asked me if I was okay. I keep telling them I am and to not say anything to anyone else because it won’t change anything. But the truth is I was never okay to start with and i cry whenever I’m alone and no one can see it.
I pretended to be a guy in an online relationship because the guy I like is bisexual with a preference towards guys, so I lied about my name my age and my gender, I just told him the truth and he said he still loves me
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 am in love with a married man. We met on a "fling" site and he told me up front he was in an open marriage. At first i declined him but we talked more and i really liked him. We met at a hotel and had sex and first time wasnt all that great. It was really hot in the room and the lights were on and i just wasnt feeling it. After that I ended it and for 2 wks didnt talk to him but i always thought of him. I reached out and after a week of on and off talking we decided to meet up again. I was about to move out of state with my husband my husband was actually coming in the next morning to drive our truck and I got a hotel room and he met me and we had the most mind blowing sex i have ever had. Everything i thought about its like he knew and did. I have never climaxed this way with anyone. We had sex for 2 hrs I rode his cock, he pounded me every which way, he was the most amazing kisser and i could have gone longer but he had to go. I said goodbye knowing this is last time for me cheating. I left and he knows nothing about my husband i just told him i was visiting family. He text me while i was gone and i told him i had to stay a little longer. 3 weeks go by on and off talking and I miss him so much. I fly in to see him under guise of a work trip and he meets me at my hotel and we had the 2nd most amazing sex of my life. I never knew what an orgasm felt like but he gave me one that night. The way he fucks me its amazing he takes me every way possible and then he kisses me and i could get lost in his lips. I went back to life and still off and on talking a few more weeks go by and i fly in to see him just for day my husband has no idea im even out of town. We fucked like rabbits and I was ready to give up everything for him. He admitted his marriage was on rocks but everytime she text him he wld respond while with me. When i went home i felt like shit thinking he doesnt feel the same so i ended things and basically gave him opportunity to tell
Me he wants me in his life. He never even responded back. I feel so empty i check my phone daily hoping he will text or call its been 4 days. I guess i get what i deserve since he never knew truth about me.
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.
#bff #inlove #crush #confession #secret #lies #vegetarian #steak #fight
I get really fucked up on Crystal Meth and go on true confession sites and start typing stories I have heard, or at least I think maybe I heard them sonewhere, but it really doesn't matter cuz once I start typing I can't a to and I must just kinda keep on making up shit as I go along, although they seem pretty real no matter how fucked up or sick and twisted or just down right plain unbelievable or whatever and.then I come down and see what I've posted or at least try and figure out which ones may have been mine or not - I dunno. But it's pretty fuxked up and they aren't real and some take like hours to type and whatnot and I think maybe I need to get some serious help or something. Anyways, I think I posted a shit load on this site and they aren't real. The end
It's funny, I used to sit in bed while on the phone with the one person I thought I would never lose and read people's confessions from this page. We would always say how some of the people on this page where so messed up and how we would never do any of that stuff.
One of those things was leave eachothers side. I mean he even gave me a promise ring to make things more convincing... for a while I thought this was it. He was my one true love, he was everything I ever wanted. Turns out, that promise ring was just an empty promise. All those times he said "we would never break up, we will always fix it, we always have.... we always will" were lies. He left. Of course he would, what guy could ever love me ? I scare them, apparently.
I really wish I would have known this was going to happen, because out of all people I never expected him to leave me when he knew I was alone.
Well I'm glad he decided to go find himself, I just wish he would have told me when he lost himself.
This ones for you Loyd.
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