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The online relationship started a long time ago. It involved abuse and manipulation, it was so bad that i didn't realize until it was too late. There was nothing i wouldn't have done, it left me empty and completely dependent on him. He left me, all i ever asked for was my love to be returned and to be given the affection any girlfriend would receive. When he left i wrote a suicide note and decided to end my life.
I don't know where i would be had it not been for an amazing guy we will call william. He scooped me up, loved me, and treated me in a way i never felt before. I was happy and trying so hard to forget the guy i met online.
When he came back into my life, i felt as vulnerable as the time i was with him. Though i never cheated on william, i began to hate him for not being my first love. Again, i became dependent and desperate to be with the other guy. William and me ended things, he could see right through me and had enough. I tried to be with my first love and was sure things would work out this time.
He lied to me about everything. He was with someone else. I found out and again i was broken. The whole time he was with her, it didn't matter if i was happy, he needed me to be broken and dependent on him.
He had someone who he said he was in love with and was happy. He said i was a mistake and he just wanted me to be with someone else. Never mind that when he was harassing me i was with someone else and trying to be happy. ( he knew that)
So here i am again, living a hell i deserve for hurting a good man. Every night i think about killing myself. Never let anyone take away your free will, even if they say they love you. All this taught me is what a horrible person i am. The online guy out living his happy life (with her at his side), and all i can think is me being in this state is what i deserve.
It’s not a confess but I want some help. I’m a 19 year-old Middle Eastern girl who loves a 27 year-old Brazilian guy whom I met online in December 2018. He travels a lot and he sometimes talks about traveling to my country and meet me. I love him as I mentioned above but he never mentioned that he loves me or not he just told me twice that he “admires me” and told me once that he doesn’t feel the age gap between us, nothing more. The problem is that I understand that we are so different to be together, for example I follow a religion while he doesn’t and the cultural differences of course. What should I do with this love?
my ex has feelings for me and I have feelings to but she has a husband and I have a girlfriend....I'm so confused on what to do...I love my ex and always will but I dont know how far this can go
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 am totally and irreversibly in love with my biology teacher. He's about 40 years old and such a sweetheart. In his class, I am not able to focus or concentrate on anything, my grades are therefore very unsatisfying.
Now I hope that he will offer me extra private lessons, private tuition.
Why I think this is such a problem? I am a guy.
#biology #teacher #sweetheart #focus #concentrate #private #tuition
I have been obsessed with one guy for the past 5 and a half years, even while in a relationship I occasionally thought about this guy and for some unknown reason I can't seem to let him go from my mind. I think I am in love with him
"Though still in bed, my thoughts go out to you, my Immortal Beloved, Be calm-love me-today-yesterday-what tearful longings for you-you-you-my life-my all-farewell. Oh continue to love me-never misjudge the most faithful heart of your beloved. Ever thine. Ever mine. Ever ours."
#love
I wish I had one day without consequences, and I could cuddle with my friend and kiss her and have sex all day long.
I met a guy back in the 80's and we used to fuck and it was so fun. His name was Francisco and he was SO cute, 20 years old with a baby face and a nice body. He smelled good and his skin was so smooth. I used to love to suck his dick and feel him inside me. I haven't seen him in years, I've been married, divorced had different jobs. We did meet up a few times later, but he was changed- I think he was struggling with debt and family problems and he came off as sort of cold a bit smug. I could tell something was troubling him but we never discussed it. Now I wished we had. I've had all sorts of lovers, boyfriends, etc. But Francisco Flores was special, NO ONE has ever made me feel that way. My pussy used to ache for days after he fucked me, and now my heart aches. Maybe the closet I've ever come to loving someone I was involved with just for the sex.
I just need to get it off my chest and say it at this point to someone. I think like my friend. Im so confused. Shes pretty, really pretty, and funny and all the good stuff but I don't actually want anything romantic with her. I do but I also don't. I don't want to kiss her or have sex with her, but I want to hold her and hug her and hold her hand. I don't know what I want with her. If Im being honest, I don't want ANYTHING with her, but my heart wants her in some way. I don't get it. But at the same time I do. I don't want to like her because I don't want to ruin the friendship, what we have is great but I also just want to accept that I like her a little bit, crush on her for a bit and then move on. But I don't want to ruin anything. Cause I DONT like her I just want to be with her if that makes sense. I know she doesn't like me in a romantic way and Im okay with that. I don't like her in a romantic way either, but I care about her. A lot. And Ive had dreams with her. Where we're holding hands or cuddling and I wake up confused but empty. And I really don't want to even think of myself liking her cause everyone around me would judge me for it. I would be fucking up. I don't know. I don't love her, not in a romantic sense at least, but I want to be with her. I think Im just lonely.
There are times that I choose to be blind and not accept the truth. I fell in love with someone and his name is Johnathan. I had loved him very much to be honest, I cannot explain how much too. But suddenly, I have felt really tired and kept waiting for him to love me like he used to. I feel sorry for myself because I know that I did not deserve to be hurt like that. I feel sorry because I told myself that I am not good enough. I feel sorry because I feel like I am forcing him to love me again even if he does not want to be in a relationship again with me.
I also got really tired of crying so much for him and I think he is the guy that gave me the most painful feeling I have felt in my life. The pain is still here, deep inside me. I feel a lot of pain. That is why I have changed too, I don't chat him "how are you" or talk about many things anymore and maybe it is also because he doesn't do it anymore to me. I also realized that I have to wake up from a dream. I got lost in a daydream where we will be together until we grow old, be successful together and have kids. I feel so ridiculous too in believing or waiting for a knight in shining armor to save me or make me happy but I now know that it does not exist.
I need to be very independent in my life and follow God and not wait on someone to be my knight and shining armor. I don't want to say that Johnathan is a bad guy even if he hurt me a lot. I want to treat him like a lesson, the pain that he gave me, it made me more mature and more dependent to God. Johnathan, thank you very much.
I've been with my bf for over 6 years. We had previously dated years before that but I was naive back then and he cheated on me. We then broke up but it's more like he dumped me to be with his actual girlfriend at the time as he was only with me then to fill a void that he wasn't getting seen to from his then girlfriend. What sucks is that even after that he would still call me and we would get together but just for me to blow me or make him cum. And I did it because I felt like it was a way for me to still be in his life. I was pathetic. Eventually the user phase ended and I found someone else. And to prove to myself that I wasn't a doormat anymore I used the new guy. Things ended when the my old bf started to message me again. I held out for 6 months because i didn't trust him. He told me changed and then worked at proving that he did change. And we have been together now for over 6 years. It hasn't been easy. I routinely toss out that things are over between us when we have an ugly fight to hurt him because I don't think I'm over the first time around when he used me and I allowed myself to be used.
But I love him so much and the other day he called me a gas lighter. I flipped my lid when he did and ended things. I had to break down in tears to get him to realise what he said had broken me before he even properly apologised and now I feel like he's emotionally abusing me. I always feel like I'm at fault. Like my thoughts and suggestions arent be taken seriously.
i wish my partner would consider staying if i transitioned. nothing would change between us.
Dear God. I swore I’d never harm anyone unless forced. I’ve lived up to that.
I swore I’d never kill unless forced.
I am a kind man with no malice towards any of your children on this earth.
But I also swore to my grandfather I’d protect my wife and children to the death. He lived thru WWII and told me all the horrors. I’ve tried my best to spread love and kindness.
I’ve also tried to get people to look out for my nations safety.
But society is losing it as I predicted. I’m on the side of the left. But only the peace and love. None of the violence.
Now the right has taken my capital. Mostly just selfies. But a few loons.
Now the cops are going bat crap crazy. Shooting kids. Killing kids. Driving over people. I can no longer trust the people in power with their power.
So I put my guns away long ago. I only kept them locked up; disassembled, and clean for a end of society type situation. I never expected to be in one. But I was correct. It would be triggered by a virus or nuke.
I just assumed it would happen long after my death.
So I’ve cleaned my guns. Practiced assembly. I’ve put them back up. I will probably have to go buy extra ammo.
Aahhh. Why can’t people behave? All we have to do is be patient.
Wear a dang mask. A face shield. 6 feet. Sanitize. It’s not hard.
I’ll grant you having like $1 to my name, and a pile of debt is near breaking me. But I’m still being kind.
Please God. Calm these people. I can hit a target 300 yards away. I don’t want that target to be a person.
I don’t understand why love is so hard. It’s just as easy to smile and love someone as to hurt someone.
We can make it thru this together. We have the vaccines coming. Patience. An asteroid didn’t strike the planet. If we all are forced to goto war; it’s only because people are stupid. I never envisioned this. Well; actually I did. That’s why I hate but own guns. The paradox. Great marksman. Full of love. Hates guns. Has disassembled guns. Vegan. Liberal.
Has the ability to be something you never want to face. Prays no one ever chooses to force me.
I thought we had it solved. There’s your vaccine. Patience. People getting nuts.
Oh well I’m not in panic mode. I’m just preparing in case these loons cause a Civil War.
I’ll be on the side of God.
There will be an angel of death watching over 4 of Gods little children. Any who come for them will face me on the battlefield. I’m very good.
Well. I’m half way ready. I’ll get all the way ready. Then I’m going back to watching comedies. So everyone behave. Don’t make me put down the remote.
This isn’t the end of the world people. It’s just a very stressful situation. We can survive it if we keep loving each other.
Turn off your hate. Trump had a bad situation. The economy was great. He ducked at health care. I was going to put in Sanders for health care & free college if possible.
Then this hit. Think about it. Trump had to mobilize an epic sized response with everything we needed in China. He had to prepare for war in case this was an attack. He had to keep some states open to grow food and make stuff. Big cities had to close. He had to deal with peaceful protestors (my side). Violent protestors from the left and right.
He unraveled at the end. The stress got to him. But he was in a war. With a virus. Maybe with super powers.
You do realize that may have been a test. How would we respond. Where are our weaknesses. What if a second wave hit us right now? A more deadlier strain.
We pray for peace but stay prepared and vigilant for war.
It’s an odd balance. Please forgive and love each other.
Well. Back to the Simpson's for me.
Self harm. Have you ever thought about it. Well please read this first. I promise you haven’t endured worse than me. Maybe as bad. Hopefully the moderators won’t block this post. I’m sure you’d rather hear about my giant penis & all the hot women I’ve had sex with, but there are people hurting, so let’s give them a few moments of our time. Every life is worth saving.
I could tell you about all the physical & sexual abuse I endured. The deaths I’ve seen. The horrors I’ve endured. But thats my burden. Lets say your a rich kid who has been spoiled rotten & wanted for nothing. So what. Your mind can make any life seem unbearable. Even for a young child. Gay. Straight. Disabled. Black. White. Boy. Girl. Undecided. Fat. Ugly. Its all just labels. Are you going to let others label you? If I did that I’d never have accomplished anything. I define me. Inside you have a soul. This world is hard. For all of us. Including you. I can’t promise you even one other person will ever love you. But you can choose to love one other person. Or a hobby. Or a good deed. You just need one purpose to give your life meaning. Pick an animal shelter. Send them a few dollars a month. Find a good charity that helps children. Send them a few dollars a month. Now; without you, a child or kitten will have less to eat each month. Or write a kind letter. Find a person in the world who needs it. Don’t put your name on it. Mail it. Now you sent a gift of love to another without any chance of repayment. You’ve now made the world a better place. For most people; with a little effort, they can get better. Exercise. Therapy. Meds. Happy music. Happy TV. A hobby. Watch sports. Any interest. Young people can usually grow up & move out of their situation.
For others a disease constantly reduces their options. They have less & less chances to change their situation. Two people can be in the exact same situation. One chooses to be miserable. The other tries to be a light for the world.
One tiny light. But with enough tiny lights the whole world can be brightened. But that can be hard. If trying to help others overwhelms you, then stop. Its OK to be selfish if thats how you can survive. Some people are here to touch millions. Others need to focus on saving one precious life, their own. I have no idea why I was here. But I’ve made some positive contributions, even if others didn’t really want me here. As I lay dying once, my final prayer was for the entire world to be spared. All souls. I have no idea how I’m still here. But I can’t live forever. Eventually my disease will win. Poverty will crush me. I’m no angel. Just somebody the world didn’t want. But I loved it anyways.
So I read about a teen who couldn’t face the world anymore. It overwhelmed him. His mom is successful. She seems to have everything. But her son couldn’t see a place for him in this world. So he left. Thats sad. Think about that even a child with health & wealth can break. If he could break, all of us could. Read the news. Look at all the lives cut short. Pray for them. Pray for the loved ones they leave behind. I would like to give his mom a hug. She wanted to follow him. But I’m just a nobody the world doesn’t notice. Hopefully someone in her life will care enough to lift her up.
But that little boy was just one light darkened too soon. Many others are going out too. People need to reach out to them “before” they are gone.
I hope some of you can read this. I can’t afford to read the stories myself, so I hope at least one person decides to fight instead of quit.
As for myself. My body seems intent on failing me. But I’m going to try something. Maybe it will help me hang around a little longer. I hate hospitals. If your problem is in your mind instead of your body, don’t be ashamed. The brain is much more complex than any other part of the body. If a leg or arm is broken do you laugh? Do you mock someone in a wheel chair. How about a little person? The blind? Well then if your disability is in your mind, its no less real than a broke arm. In fact, its much worse. The brain is very complex. Don’t be afraid to see a therapists. Take meds. Go to a hospital for help. Old age or a disease will extinguish your light eventually. No reason to speed that up.
As a child they wrote me off. Yet here I am. Your what “you” decide. Your not the labels people put on you. Don’t look to me for guidance. Look in the mirror & help that person out. They need someone to care about them. So love yourself. If you love yourself, at least one person loves you.
I spent hours writing this. At least one person cared enough to do that for you. So you must matter.
Love.
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I'm 16, my mom 32, and her boyfriend is 24 and the type of guy I look at. And I like him. He loves me. We have had light sex only and I want him to take my virginity, but at the same time, I don't want my mom to find out and get hurt. I am always horny and mastrubate daily, but I want more. I don't know what to do. I want him to leave and at the same time I want full sex with him.
I fall in love too easy, I give my trust away to easy. I flirt too much and need to stop.
I got a white poddle dog then when I was 14 I started fucking the dog. And I let him eat me out because it felt really good. I fucked my dog lots of times and I don't tell anyone because people will think I'm abusing him but I'm not he enjoys having sex.
#dog #confession #sex #love
I'm a 41 year old man and happily married to my wife. I have three female cousins on my father's side, one which is the middle one is who I am very close with and are close in age. I have always spent a lot of time with her and we have had a special connection since we were younger. I recently came to the realization with the fact with what I have deep down at some level known for a long time in that I am in love with her. This is information that I don't know what to make of it nor do I want to act on it in any way shape or form. It's a simple statement of fact. She doesn't know my feelings nor feel the same way nor does my wife know. I don't want to feel this way and wish I wouldn't but it's the reality. I just needed to tell someone.
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