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shes the only person i can think about… im in love

Anonymous — Thu, 21 Jul 2011 01:03:40 +0000

im a 14 year old girl. im in love with my camp counselor who just graduated high school. the problem is, shes also a girl. i classify myself as straight, but this is weird. i’ve never felt this way about anyone i’ve ever met or seen or anyone. when i see a picture of her my heart races. when i see her i just want to hold her and for her to hold me back.

when she talks to me i feel i feel like nothing else matters. i am seriously confused about my sexual orientation and how my future life will possibly change. i can easily picture myself waking up in the bed next to her 20 years from now. i lover her more than my current boyfriend. i dont want to be a lesbian. its scary. someone help. i know i cant reject these feelings, someone just help me deal with them.

P.S. the worst part is, i know we can never be together. :’(

I love my best friend

Anonymous — Sun, 21 Feb 2010 04:04:51 +0000

By that I mean I am starting to love him romantically. I have never thought of myself as gay, and I’m not at all attracted to men except for him. We do a lot together and talk about personal things that we normally never would with anyone else. At night I have sexual fantasies about him. I am desperate to show him somehow but I don’t know how. Any advice?

UM

Anonymous — Mon, 29 Jun 2009 12:29:01 +0000

I’m probably bi…but i wont find out because it irritates me when gay/bi people are in the closet and thats exactly how i would be.

I got crabs

Anonymous — Thu, 25 Jun 2009 23:15:40 +0000

I am tripping out. So I’ve noticed for the past few weeks that my crotch has been itching like hell. I am a 32 yr old gay man. I ended a two year relationship a few months ago and my ex and i still talk about possibly getting back together. Ive been dating random men here and there. i messed around with a guy a few weeks ago. He came over, we drank wine and ended up in the 69 position. It was fun and he is a nice guy. other than that, ive not had another guy in bed since my ex. I went crazy when i was looking closer in my crotch and noticed that these bugs had little legs. I ended up shaving my whole pubic area. i was really freaking out. i went out and bought that lice-killing stuff. i am pretty angry that the guy may have given them to me. i cant stand the sensation of itching. i feel ashamed and now i want my ex more than ever(to comfort me). how do i explain my shaved crotch? also i wouldnt want to put him at risk of getting them and i dont know what to do!! Please provide some tips.

My Mom is Gay

Anonymous — Fri, 19 Jun 2009 10:13:16 +0000

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.

He’s my best friend, and I love him.

Anonymous — Fri, 19 Jun 2009 08:47:06 +0000

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.

This lasted just a few weeks. Then, suddenly, he wanted to end things
(though I didn’t know initially). He stopped talking to me first, but
finally I wrestled the nasty truth out of him. I begged and pleaded
for him to make it work. He’s leaving in a year, and he’ll be gone for
five years when he does leave. By the time he returns, I’ll be
finishing up graduate school. I told him I was okay with him leaving for those
five years if he gave this one year an honest chance. His relationship
issues kept him from making the commitment. We haven’t talked in
almost three weeks.

I miss him. I say I don’t miss the relationship, and on one level I
don’t. On other levels, however, I can’t stop thinking about kissing
him, sleeping next to him, waking up with him, holding his hand…those
are all small prices to pay, however, if I can keep the friendship. I
don’t cry when I think about the loss of those things, but sob for
significant periods of time when I think about the friend I’m losing.

He says we’ll talk about it when I return from my vacation. I get back
in four days. I want to do this in person, I want to see his face
when we talk about whether or not it’s feasible to continue our
friendship. I want him to see my face when I start to cry if and when he says
that our friendship is over. Four years of my life cannot end like this.
I will not lose him.

A part of me still believes that we’re meant to be. He’s the only
person I can ever see wanting to marry.