I’m gay.My boyfriend is cheating on me.I cant let him go.I have no friends.I am depressed.I dont eat.I’m very thin.I wish somebody could help me.I wish somebody loved me.I wish the pain stopped.

At the moment I have two friends of mine who proclaimed to me that they have feelings for me. I don’t like them back, instead I have feelings for my ex, and my best friend. I am officially doomed to Love everyone who will never love me back, and be loved by those I will never love back. At least I’ll learn a lesson.

I’ve been friends with the same people for years, but recently I’ve really looked at them and realized that I hate ALL OF THEM. It’s very disconcerting. They’re all whiny, bitchy, and selfish. What scares me the most is that I was/am probably exactly like them.

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!!!

Erik T. doesn’t get it. Living with him is much worse than being a hooker.

Erik is an abusive, violent petty tyrant- everything has to be his way- & he’s cheap! For some strange reason he thinks he’s God’s gift to women- he’s not- he’s an ugly OLD jerk! He lies about his age- says he’s 42 when he’s actually almost 50 years old.

Erik is lousy in bed- does the same old boring thing every time. The drugs & alcohol have taken their toll- not only on his face & scrawny, wasted body, but he can’t get it up.

Who wants to live with someone who hits them, tells them what to do, treats them like slave labor & doesn’t have any manners?

Yes, Erik T., I’d rather be a hooker than be stuck with you!

I just turned 26. When I was 13, I got shot in the head. It was a miracle I survived. The right central portion of my brain was basically turned into hamburger. The surgeon diagnosed me epileptic due to the trauma.
After several years of medication, I was deemed well enough to stop taking my meds. I found out about two years ago that I have been seizing since, and it is only getting worse. The trauma has also caused bi-polar, schizophrenic tendencies. My now x-wife and I met 3 years ago. I love her with all of my heart. I would set myself on fire for her. But, at the same time I want to hurt her. I want to watch her suffer and then kill myself. I have tried to end my life in front of her before. Had she not turned her back on me and told me that she would rather me do it, I may have succeeded in my attempt. She is willing to be friends, and this I can deal with. But, even while I’m looking for her a birthday card, I want to watch as she suffers. Is till intend to end my life in front of her, but can’t stand the thought of her just not caring.

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
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