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In 1982 I enlisted in the US Army and immediately went AWOL. I spent a couple weeks filling out docs and taking tests. When the big day came, I rode a bus with several other recruits up to the regional recruitment center I finished signing everything and swore the oath in a room with maybe 50 other recruits. We were put on new buses, but I grew so nervous that when our bus made a stop I joined the latrine queue. Then I simply went out the back door and ran. I hid out a few days before going home. I guess the Army wasn't interested in me afterwards because no one ever came for me. 40 years later I am still ashamed of my cowardly behavior.
I confess that I hate my family. It's because of their tidiness, they don't have one. I showered some hours ago but first I had to remove the huge hair ball which was stuck in the waterpipe. Then I wanted to dry up but I had to find a clean towel first, one without sperm stains on it.
EVERYTHING in this shitty household is dirty, disgusting and gross! I hate it.
I'm 20 years old. I live on my own. My mom is very sick and is in a nursing facility. I work at a church part time and at the nursing home mom is in full time. Three women who have pretty much adopted me are active members of the church I work at are very much involved in my life. I feel like I'm living two different lives. I am a lesbian but need the income from the church and to scared to tell the three ladies about my sexual orientation. So my best friends and work friends know that's it. Once I graduate I might tell them but I plan on moving before that ever happens. I can't move until my mom passes away. I feel like I'm an awful person because I can truly be myself then and that's exciting but not until the person I love the most has passed away.
I'm a 25 year old male and I once paid a girl to dress me up in her panties, bra, miniskirt, high heels, and a blonde wig and then laugh at me and taunt me. It was so humiliating but soooo hot.
I was striped when I was 10 by 3 17 year old boys ,was walking home from school and saw them smoking I tried to run fast but they caught me and grabbed me , removed my shirt and grabbed my boobs they covered my mouth and pinched and tweaked my nipples and they removed my shirt and my panties and fingered me, I would have been raped if my sister hadn't chased them away, not before she kicked them in the balls, although I almost got raped I had a good laugh after !!
I’m scared , I’ve been gay since I was 14 and I have yet to reveal it to anyone other than 2 of my closest friends . I’m scared of how others outside will perceive me since i live in an area with heavy discrimination on the matter. I’m turning 19 this year and I have yet to reveal it to my loved ones. I’m scared of the Outcome.
They say parents don’t favor one child over the other, but my mom does. She prefers my big brother over me. I feel so jealous sometimes that I’m scared that maybe it’s all my fault for being ‘difficult’. But I’m not difficult, I go to college and have good grades... whereas my brother is extremely lazy and is thinking about dropping out of college. I feel like everything I do is, in her opinion, bad or questionable, whereas my brother can do no wrong. He treats her like shit, curses her, and he doesn’t help at all around the house. I feel so sad sometimes, I just want her to love me as much as she loves him. She rejects my hugs, but craves my brother’s, even when he’s so mean to her and never lets her hug him. I feel like I’m going crazy. I have no one to talk to about this. When I confronted my mother about all this and her favouritism, she denied it and basically called me crazy.
My girlfriends mom is very attractive. She’s in her early 40s but has very nice thick tan legs with a big butt and tits. Obviously these are just thoughts. I would never cheat as if I even had a chance with her mom. But I’ve been around them so much I kind of know there dark secrets. My girlfriends mom was raped and I know some details. One being she was choked fucked missionary while this guy came inside her slow and deep. At least I imagine it being like that. Anyways when I was sleeping with my girlfriend I kept imaging her mom and I would grab her throat and pretend I was raping her mom. It made me cum so hard because of how sexy her mom is. I felt guilty but it was so hot. I even steal her moms underwear and jerk with them or lick them.
Every night I drank milk and I don't get tired of it and I think I'm addicted to milk.
I never liked school because other boys would make fun of me and got others to do the same. I was very shy in school witch made me an easy target. I remember boys abusing me in elementary school and later turned into sexual harassment when I reached high school. I was 16, made fun of my shyness about dating and intentionally embarrassing me by calling me a virgin in front of girls. Bullying had turned into sexual harassment and felt scared and embarrassed about reporting it to school staff. It was horrible seeing girls laughing along with them and acting just as bad as boys. They knew it embarrassed me and kept doing it because they knew I would never say anything about it. I remember avoiding them, staying close to teachers as much as I could but it didn't always work. I used to see them gathered with girls in the school yard at break time and sure they were all talking about me. I'm sure they intimidated my friend into luring me away from school grounds. Kids in school used to hide in a beat up shed in a vacant lot near school to smoke and make out with girl friends. Went with him to smoke and my heart turned over when I saw those boys in there with the usual girls that hung out with them. Walked right into another bully session, scared shitless about getting my ass kicked inn but instead got stripped. I remember girls telling them" get him naked" the embarrassment of having girls seeing me nude and the shame of getting an erection that I couldn't stop. I was threatened to be sent home with no clothes or the humiliation of thrilling girls seeing me masturbate. Apparently the had done it to another boy by their comments of having a smaller dick than mine. It was naked bullying at it extreme form and just had to endure it and swallow the shame.
Okay so this secret is kind of a mess and a big one so stay with me...
When I was around 11-12 I had met my cousins for the first time (I'm 17 going on 18 as of this new year) and there were two of them. A boy who was a couple years older than me and a girl, one year older than me. After I met them we all started getting along so well, or so I thought. My female cousin was always off in her own world so we didn't bond all the time and my other cousin, we just didn't click. One night while staying at their house, I was sleeping and dreamt that my older cousin raped me or something along those lines. I know, I'm fucked up and gross but in the dream I was enjoying it. The next morning I woke up and my underwear was wet. That year I never looked at him the same. The next year, I started having dreams about my other cousin. They'd be me forcing myself on her or her forcing herself on me I don't know why! I hated her so much, we didn't talk like at all, and I was NOT attracted to her.
As the years went by I have became paranoid and resented being around them because I felt like the odd one out and when they have only ignored my existence since we met. Nowadays, I don't speak to them at all (for reasons that are another confession time) and I'm quite happy. I realized I liked females and am currently going on 4 years with my girlfriend.
I just hope I'm not the only one who had weird incestual ass dreams at a young age when I wasn't even 1% interested in that. Hell, I don't even watch porn but hopefully this confession will wash away any leftover guilt I'm feeling.
I get high on meth every day and when I get high, I rage with the desire to dress up as a woman (I'm a guy) and have sex with straight men who love to abuse sissies. I like being bullied, mistreated, and fucked, anything the guy wants to do I'll let him, the more humiliating the better.
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I (21F) & my boyfriend (25M) have been having issues regarding deciding when to start trying for children. I’m unable to work, I’m disabled. I have scoliosis, fibromyalgia, an inverted pelvis, hip dysplasia, along with a longer list of mental issues. The older I get, the worse physically I will get. I’ve carried lots of self hate issues that tend to leave me feeling unneeded. All I’ve wanted my whole life is to be a mom. Because just moved into a one bedroom apartment & also have a cat to take care of. However, with the government assistance I receive my expenses would be greatly reduced, especially since we aren’t married yet. I’m just so unsure of if I should feel guilty like I do for all of this.
I(13) was on a cruise with my family and family friends. I forgot my key to my room in my room one day and so I went to my friends room to ask her to call my mom so I can use her key to get into my room. Her mom(38) ended up opening the door and she was all alone and was changing. She said that I could come in and call my mom. As I was on the phone I saw in the corner of my eye that she was changing and she was totally naked so I looked over and got really really hard because she was naked. She saw me looking at her and she came over to me and said that it was perfectly normal for a kid my age to have an erection after seeing something like that. She gave me a hand job while she was naked and we made out and out whenever I see her we always give each other head.
I buy the christmas presents for my family on the December 24. Mostly I buy them on the filling station.
My girlfriend and I (m/30) have been together for around 10 years now. Her family is originally from Russia. Shortly, after we got together, she invited me to her birthday party with her family. Up until then, I never met her family or knew much about them. Of course I agreed to come and got her a nice present and some flowers for her mother. I actually thought that it would be a small and quiet celebration.
Oh boy, was I wrong.
When we pulled up to her parents' house, I was overwhelmed. It was (still is) a really big house with fine decour and everything. I got rather nervous that her family would not like me as they obviously were playing in another league than me.
So, it was a huge party and all her family from all around the country and from Russia came to celebrate. And as you might know, the Russians love their vodka. Everyone was very kind and everyone wanted to drink with me. As soon as my glass was empty, another relative came my way holding vodka shots. My girlfriend was very busy talking to everyone and did not notice what happened until it was too late.
So, we danced, we took shots, the food was amazing. Until I noticed that I wasn't feeling so well. I didn't make it back to the bathroom, but puked all over myself, the floor and some landed on my girlfriend's mother... I was mortified!
Somehow, my girlfriend, her mother and her aunt managed to get me into the bathtub and hosed me down. They got me a pyjama of my girlfriend's dad and they put me to bed.
The next morning when I woke up I felt horrible. I was utterly ashamed, but still went down for breakfast. Everyone still present was smirking and laughing at me, but it seemed everything in good fun. Her mother came up to me with a bottle of vodka shortly after and asked if I wanted to do some shots. I almost puked on her again.
So I guess I just wanted to get this off my chest before our wedding in June when I have to see her whole family again.
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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...
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