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I have to confess something. Few weeks ago after partying the whole night, I got home dead drunk and simply went to bed without taking my shoes or clothes off.
When I woke up the next morning (or actually late afternoon) I had to notice that I wet my bed in my drunken stupor.
What a stressful morning (well... afternoon)! The party was fucking awesome, I had lots of fun. Well, I checked my mattress and there it was - a huge stain... My sister wasn't home, so I simply switched mattresses.
Couple a days ago my sister bought herself a new bed + mattress. You should have seen my parents' disgusted faces when they carried out the old mattress.
I do not regret anything. Cheers!
PS: I just came up with the best pun ever. That night I was pissed as hell. Ahahaha
#drunk #pissed #mattress #sister #noregret #alcohol #urine #confession
I cheated on my boyfriend once. We have been together for seven years. It hurts me to think about it, but one more time, I ask for forgiveness and to forget it from my mind forever.
I barely knew the guy. I was 18 and I had only ever had sex with my boyfriend. I began feeling like I was missing out, that maybe I wanted to try with someone else once. I regret it. I pretend it never happened. My boyfriend started to make me dinner. I told him I was going out for a little while to get away and think. I met the guy. I didn't actually plan on going home with him, but when he showed up, he was really nice and we got along well. My boyfriend texted me a picture of the dinner he made and told me it was ready and asked if I was coming home.
I curse at myself for not going straight home. If I could rewind, I would have never left that day, I would have never contacted that guy, and I would have stayed home with my boyfriend and ate the dinner he made me.
The guy told me he would never make me do anything I didn't want to do. But I went with him anyway. I told myself I would just hang out for a little while. It had been three hours and I was debating in my head if I would do it or not. I told myself that I was already there and that I should just get it over with so I could have that experience and so I could find out if I really wanted to be with my boyfriend. I ended up having sex with the guy and by the time it was over it was past midnight. I did not even really enjoy it. The guy asked if I wanted to stay over, but he said that the only thing was that he would have to wake up early the next morning for something he had to do. I said no and he drove me home, and thank god he did!
When he was driving me home we passed by my house and I saw my boyfriend waiting outside, staring at his phone. I looked at my phone and realized that he had sent me a whole bunch of messages and calls, my mom, brother, and dad had called. I told the guy to drop me off a block away from my house and I went home.
When my boyfriend saw me walking around the corner, I could tell he had been crying. He started crying again. It broke me into a million pieces to see him that way. He was shaken and he was worried. He was so happy to see me home. He told me that he had called my mom and dad and everyone we knew, he had even called the cops. I noticed that he had not even touched the dinner that he made me, it sat cold on the stove. It hurt even more. The cops came by to ask if everything was okay and i was forced to call my mom and dad who were states away and tell them everything was okay. They had been ready to come pick me up.
At first I told my boyfriend that I had met some friends in town and that they had wanted to hang out and my phone was on silent. (that story is mainly for my family) but I ended up telling him about the guy because he had gone through my messages and saw pictures of him. I told him it was just a friend I had met and that he was gay, because he really did seem to be gay. He had been a male model but he wasn't gay. He just looked like it.
Unfortunately it didn't stop there, it happened once more when my boyfriend had gotten mad because I didn't want him to meet the guy. It lasted maybe three to five minutes so I regretted that even more. We ended up moving back to my home state of New Jersey because our jobs had failed. Once back in our home state, things got better. We should have never left. It was almost as if it never happened. But I started thinking about it again and I was sad. My boyfriend would comfort me without knowing what was really wrong.
I thought maybe he didn't know. So tonight, I told him I don't like to think about that time. And he kind of understood. It was like an unspoken agreement. I told him I loved him so much and I would never ever hurt him like that. He trusts me a lot. And I brought up that incident and I couldn't believe my ears at what he said.
I knew that he had done something similar in the beginning of our relationship and he was so guilty he cried for hours and he stopped talking to any other girls and wouldn't even go near them. That is how I am now but with all the guys.
He told me that sometimes he thinks about that time away from our home in New Jersey and that he wonders if anything did happen with me and that guy, but he told me that whenever he thinks about that time, he knew that even if anything DID happen between me and that guy, he reminds himself that I had come home to HIM and I have never gone out again. He trusts me even more now that I have gotten it out of my system and I know deep in my heart that I would never do anything like that again. If I ever think about having sex with anyone other than my boyfriend, it disgusts me. I love him so much and we plan on getting married.
I am happy once again. Other girls may be debating on doing this (please don't make this mistake if you truly love the guy you're with, but then again sometimes you have to know for sure. All I ask is that you never cheat on your husband. Because you have already made that permanent commitment.), and other girls may look at this and call me a slut. I don't care, I know who I am and what kind of person I am. I am a good person who truly had a lapse during that time and I truly know that I fucked up. I know that I will never do it again. My boyfriend and I want to get married. Some people may scoff at that, but again, I couldn't care less. Fuck 'em I say. He is happy with me and trusts me completely and I am happy with him and trust him completely. For those people who think I will probably do it again, I will prove you wrong. In fact, you already are wrong.
i cheated on my emotionally abusive partner when we were together before. and although he hurt me a lot and scarred me, i shouldn’t have done that. i should have just left, but i was so attached, that finding someone else was what i believed would help me leave him. still, im not proud of what i did at all. we would often break up on and off, and during those off times i would find someone else. then get back to him, and acted like nothing happened. but even once when we were still technically together, i was speaking to guys. in my heart at that point, i already knew we weren’t going to be together for long, but instead of breaking up to see other guys i did it behind his back. i ended up being just as toxic as him. the worst thing is that i didn’t feel that bad in the moment, it felt like i was allowed to, because of the shit he did to me. in my heart i felt like i was already single, because he never truly understood me. but still, i broke one of my values and i never thought i would have. i hope that doesn’t make me a cheater forever. i know in my heart that i wouldn’t do that to someone who truly treasured me. either way, i am sorry. please forgive me.
#lie #cheated #regret #selfishness #hypocrisy
I’m not happy with my life and if I change the thing that’s making me unhappy everything will collapse because everything is based on it.
Yes, I have an addiction. I am addicted of feeling sorry for myself and always putting others first than myself. I know that I am not selfish but I think I need to put myself first. There are times that I am too kind to other people and they take it for granted. They spread gossips about me even if I am very kind to them. I even invited them in my house, not because to show them that we have money or gadgets. I invited them because I want them to know that I am comfortable being around them, and I want to know more things about them.
I just realized that I made a big mistake in life. I am female, 19 years old and I think I completely destroyed my whole future...
Couple of months before I graduated from high school, I met a guy in the café I worked at. She were chatting a bit, making small talk mostly, but I really liked the attention a stranger was giving me. I really liked looking at him, he was (still is) a very attractive guy although a bit older. He is 43, has no children and is divorced. I was 17 years old when we exchanged numbers.
I was not worried about his age. We started texting, he called me every night and we talked for hours about everything and anything. We started going out and I fell in love with him quite quickly. And so did he. Everything felt right. He was a real gentleman - corteous, generous and so so attractive.
So now, after my graduation, we are newly married. All of my friends and family told me not to commit to him and not to get married, but I did not listen to them. I was in love. So, I broke off contact to those people who tried to talk me out of it.
I wanted to go to university after high school, get a diploma, travel the world, live in my own apartment. But I moved out of my parents' house, right in with my husband.
Well, I kinda feel totally unprepared for this life as a wife and an adult. (I mean, a wife, at 19!!). I still feel like a child most of the time and I feel inexperienced. I think that is what my husband likes best about me.
Now that the honeymoon phase is over I realized that we have nothing in common. We are living different lives, we are from different times. We do not share any common interests. And he does not want me to go to university or start a job, as he said I should care for our home and be there for our future children. He's already planned having children in the next few years, without talking to me about it.
He is some big shot at the police force, so he earns a lot of money. That is not a problem.
And I can be myself when I am around him, 100 %. And I do love him, but he kind of treats me like a child sometimes.
My family does not want to hear about my concerns any longer, as they say they told me from the beginning. Now I am all alone, with no friends or any social contacts and I know I've driven myself into a corner.
I confess that I am here, bawling my eyes out, listening to sad music, realizing that I have no way out.
#husband #older #married #young #regret #parents #children #life #sad #unhappy
I have a secret that no one knows not even my best friends. So I’m a 27 year old female but when I was 17 I used to message female inmates. It was just a fun thing I did and I really got into it. Sexual conversations would come up and in my head I didn’t think they’d get out or I’d see them so I would just entertain them. I was straight but in a weird experimental phase at this time. One girl I talked to the most was named Ashley but she wanted to be called Ben. She was 34, heavier set, tattooed all over. She went to jail for assault and burglary. I used to tease her and send her pictures of me in bikinis. One day she said she was getting out and I had to meet her. I didn’t want to but she threatened me and said she knew where I lived. I met with her at a nasty apartment in Bakersfield. She was all over me. Kissing, lip biting, then of course sex. She made me do things to her and I’m she did things to me. I told her I was underage and she laughed and said I was grown enough. It was an all night thing of just sexual stuff. Before she let me leave she made me give her all the money I had which was 180 dollars. She said she used me and just wanted have sex with a clean girl when she got out. I haven’t seen or heard from her since. No one in my life knows.
#sex #secret #jail #regret #comment #lesbain #inmate #true #story
Im sorry I made you cry. I cant take back what took from you. I knew it was wrong I did it anyway. I'm so sorry.
I LOVE to annoy little kids until they cry
I don't have any regrets about it, it's just great
When I was about 7 I would always peek my head out of my room and catch a glimpse of some sex on my dad's TV show. Of course it didn't really show it but I knew what they were doing and I told my sister let's try it out. So we built a little fort out of blankets from bed to bed and put pillows as the doors and if we asked what we were doing we where "camping" but with my 7 year old boner in her, that "camping" was fucking in-tents. Joke aside after years of finding out that young sex (with your sister expecially) is very wrong I have felt like garbage the rest of my life. We forget it happened but I still remember it, yes I enjoyed it, it was sex, but so young and with my sister is what makes me sick. If you got a boner or jacked to this your sick cause it's not a joke. It was wrong and I regret everything of it. I feel like one day someone is gonna find out when I'm like 20 and I'm gonna be charged with frickin statutory (I think) rape. And everyone will look at me like I murdered a nursery full of children. She never got pregnant (thank god for being too young) and no one EVER found out.
I am so smart I know I am, I'm very good at memorisation but I never do my homework or pitch in in group activities at school and with my exams coming up I should be studying but im not I'm just spending all day eating, watching YouTube and now my grades are really starting to suffer and regret doing nothing about it
When I was younger I fostered two kittens and would do mean, mean things to them. Months later I would wonder why, and to this day I feel like crying when thinking about it. I don't know why I did it, but it was evil! I'm so sorry to those two kittens. They were adopted so I hope they're happy now.
My hubby got in an accident and was in the hospital in surgery and my landlord came to my bedroom and asked to come in he said if I did not fuck him he would kick me and my husband out and I did not want to have my hubby homeless and recovering from the accident he could not walk so I fucked him and I regret it.
A hackers love confession
In my late teens I use to investigate seedy websites and report information to authorities (thinking I would make a difference) and post the sites on pastebin for others to try and destroy. Along this journey I came across a clear net site dedicated to pictures of young teens and underage girls. (honeypot? Probably) On this site was a group of girls from my high school, some of which i personally knew. Being the coward whilst always being a protector, never had the courage to tell these girls someone they knew where posting there private photo's for scumbags to jerk off too. (I hope it wasn't you Seskus!)
Years went by and my karma returned. Now in my early 20's and looking for love, I jumped on some dating apps. It was only a few days after I signed up that she messaged me, 'Hi :)". It was one of the girls in the numerous photographs I had seen in those years previously. I replied back, "Hey, how are you?". As messages were sent back and fourth, we agreed to meet up. I thought maybe this was a universal sign asking me to protect her, a second chance to let her know. Weeks went by and we had become pretty close. She knew I was into IT and computers, and I would drop hints as to what I use to do and the evil i'd seen. I broke down to her sobbing one night trying to explain the evils I had encountered. She could never understand why I would get so emotional, thinking I was just too much. Though how do you tell someone your falling for that someone they use to know did them evil? That you know someone manipulated her like that without her having and knowledge of it? I did almost everything I could to let her know, but on the other hand, I thought ignorance is bliss, especially for something like that.
We were together for about half a year (not a long time). I truly loved her though and would of done anything to protect her. But the thought of me knowing the past like i did haunted me. No matter how hard I tried to get that off my chest, it burden the relationship to the point that it ruined everything we shared. The end conclusion was she thought I was a emotional mess and too secretive and I decided to end it out of fear. (The worst mistake I've made). I never did tell her the truth.
Now months have passed, she's with someone else and I have the everlasting weight of guilt on my shoulders
If for some reason you ever see this. Know that i'm truly sorry for not being completely honest with you. All I was trying to do in the end was protect you. You were the SUN to my MOON
x
I got my bf a headset for his birthday when he broke his phone because I wanted to talk to him, you know I’m attached and shit, but now I completely regret it because he spends ALLL OF HIS TIME TALKING TO HIS FRIENDS AND IGNORING ME, like it actually makes me depressed.
I've been with my boyfriend for four years...and I've been cheating on him for the last month or so...I feel so ashamed.
use she suddenly realized she’s changed her mind. and i understand completely. i think it’s for the best. im glad that she wants to get away from me because she deserves better, and also i cannot face her and feel good about myself anymore. i’m constantly reliving the guilt. i hope that we never meet again, i have learned my lesson. i just want to move on, but she keeps reminding me of what i’ve done. she looks at me like i’m evil. even asked her friends to block me. i deserve it, but i want to move on now. i won’t do such thing again. i have a hard time feeling like i’m a good person. i feel terrible and i don’t deserve friends anymore. i have also lied to people many times, and been inconsistent in the past year. i have been upset at others for treating me badly, yet i do the very same thing. im just ashamed of myself for not being a good human and i hope i can change and treat people right. i think i struggle with low self esteem, and the minute someone hurts me or isn’t perfect i cut them off or become bitter. im not patient and too stubborn. no wonder i don’t have friends. i criticize others but i’m not good myself. i have a selfish side and i’m going to do my best to work on it.
#betrayal #regret #friendship #self
When I was in the last months of school, I spoke to my local priest about wanting to join the priesthood myself. I found another path in life but I do regret not at least making further progress with this. I don’t have many regrets in life but I believe I would have made a good priest. I am sure that this is what I should have done with my life and I often think how things would have turned out if I had thought about the commitment and actually done the right thing and gone ahead with the process to allow me to join the seminary.
There is no doubt that life would have been very different if I had had the courage and gumption to believe in myself and I would have been a priest for most of my life by now.
To be able to take a REAL part in the sacraments would have been a joy to me that I know I could never equal or surpass come to that.
I have watched Holy Mass on line, and to be in that position where I am the priest creating the body and blood of Christ.
I feel proud to think that I could have been in that position where I could have made a real difference to not only my life but to others as well.
I pray for guidance, and I would never have seen my decision to be a priest as a sacrifice, more one of the need to find fulfilment and to engage with God in a satisfying and very personal way.
It seems strange, but I feel envious of people who really find what they want to do with their life.
But I feel God’s love in my life, and I fervently and wholeheartedly believe that I should have had the honesty to answer His call, as I feel such serenity and peace in my heart.
But we all have to make choices in life.
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I spent a wonderful night with a woman from the Philippines who hoped I would take her in and that she could live with me. I also lied to her about my age, I said I'm 27 but I'm 38.
I also have a girlfriend who's on a business trip at the moment, we are also living together.
I feel very bad since that incident and I hope my girlfriend doesn't find out.
#philippines #business #trip #regret #girlfriend #confession #sin
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