So I’ve been in a shit mood for probably a week now and it just WON’T go away. Had a fight with my bf this morning and he left pissed off- and I don’t even care. I’ll never be able to trust him because of what he’s done. He was HORRIBLE. And even though he’s trying to be a better person, I can’t believe him. I just don’t. Because of all the shit he pulled before. He used to hurt me. He doesn’t now because he got arrested for assaulting his ex girlfriend and her new man. He could be telling the truth about being faithful but something tells me not to trust. Even if he was, I wouldn’t put it past him to try and pull off little shit just for sport because I’ve suspected for a long time that he has or ‘had’ borderline personality disorder. He’s a real good actor and a bit of an attention whore. I don’t think he would turn down female attention. On top of that, he gets to keep in touch with ex-girlfriends and flips out about my having male friends- whom I can no longer be around without his accompaniment. Yet, he can still have contact with his exes. Read the rest of this entry »

I love my husband’s brother in law. I’ve loved him for 20 years and it still goes on. And i can´t tell anyone that everyday I cry and think of him. I’m so sorry this happened.

I’m in love with my best friend.
He thinks of me as his little sister and I say that I think of him as my big brother.
Two of my close friends said their parents think we’re going to get married. I pretend like the idea disgusts me, but I really hope they end up being right.

I was never afraid of death until I became a mom… I often think about how I can never give my daughter the life she deserves. I’ve messed up everything in my life & am afraid I will do the same to her. I just want to die. I think about it alot, but at the same time I’m so scared to leave her. I just want to know that she will be ok and happy. It would be soo much easier if someone could just kill me. My daughter is the only good thing I’ve ever done and I just don’t want her to have the life I had. Read the rest of this entry »

Well I’ve been married since i was 18 basically and i don’t know maybe it’s cause we’ve been together so long i can’t stand him,even being in the same room.I want to leave him but I’m so scared that i can’t do it with out him even though he’s jobless for more than a year and my father has been supporting us all that time and every time that i ask him to look for a job he starts yelling at me.I have been faithful for all of my marriage and i can’t say the same for him,one thing led to another bla bla bla crap every time and i still stayed.PLEASE GIVE ME SOME FEEDBACK!!!

My mum has severe depression, I’ve heard her telling my dad she wants to die
shes been in and out of psychiatric hospital and everywhere
i take it our on her though
i blame her for not being there when i needed her
i blame her for leaving me with him
i blame her for not having a stable mum
i blame her for not having a mum like my friends have
i know deep down she cant help it sometimes
but i still blame her
the thing is giving birth to me is the reason she suffers
her hormones messed up after giving birth to me and she developed depression and it gradually got worse
i still blame you though.

I am a 20 year old daughter to divorced parents. My mom is 43, blonde and really pretty. She’s an aerobics instructor with a great figure and big calves that are very muscular. In December, I took care of her plants at her condo while she was away on business. I was in her closet looking for a certain pair of heels when I stumbled across a handwritten letter and two polaroids clipped together at the bottom of a shoebox. One showed my mother standing next to a tall, full figured black woman and what appeared to be this woman’s children. They were posing in front of a ferris wheel at an amusement park. The other photo just devastated me. It showed this same woman standing completely nude in my mother’s motorhome. She was lifting her huge breasts toward the camera and her swollen nipples were the size of my thumbs. She had tattooes everywhere and her big lips were puckered as if throwing a kiss. The letter was addressed to my mother and signed by this woman. It was so raunchy that I couldn’t read it. I have been walking around like a zombie in the twilight zone since then and I cry every night.

I told him I was interested a few months ago.  We decided to “try
things”.  We went on a few dates, I spent a few nights at his house.  I fell
asleep in his arms and woke up in the same place.  Actually, we’d both
wake up around the same time, separated from one another, but he’d
sleepily pull me close to him again so we could wake up together when his
alarm would go off.  He kissed me in private, and he kissed me like he
meant it. Read the rest of this entry »