Confessions from Canada

He's an *******. He's mean to his friends. He lies. He has no convictions. He is going to go nowhere with his life. He drinks and smokes. He listens to bad music. He broke my heart.

I think about him almost everyday. It drives me nuts.

A sad sequence of events brought me to the point where I felt I no longer wanted anything to do with him. He asked me to explain why, so I did, and he respected my wishes.

I think I may be in love with him.

I contemplate calling him, or even just sending him an anonymous message. But I know he hasn't changed, and he never will.

But for some reason I have this delusion that I can save him, that we could be perfect for each other. I know that's not the case, but it doesn't stop me from wondering.

He's married. He says he would come looking for me if they split up.  I love him so much it hurts, but even if they did split up I could never trust him not to cheat on me like he did on her. I'm sure there was a time he told her everything he tells me.

JR...I've never forgotten you, and you always show in my life at the oddest times. You come and go, like a quick wind. I don't know the purpose in this. I've heard that I was the one you shouldn't have let go, I've heard you love me still. I'm with someone, and my circumstance does not allow me to leave with ease...and you've never asked it.  I never wanted to let you go in the first place. I have never stopped loving you, and that has stopped me from loving anyone else fully. I pray, to let you go, and I never can. You are my soul  mate...and I pray that divine powers allow it once more.

I have no one to talk to, so I talk to you, my notebook. Right now it feels as though my heart wil burst from my chest, the pain truely unbearable. My heart is large and my intention are great, but I have no one to attend to, and truely I am more along now than I ever have been. I think about the let-ups and let-downs and they consume me to the point where I am simply terrified to feel anything for anyone for fear that they might stab me in my weakest part. Chance encounters don't seem to bring me anyone who could even fathom the torment I go through or be sympathetic to it.

I pray to the sky, to the air to bring me someone who might love me truely for who I am, but this, I know is a tall order, and may never happen, and the thought of living a life of pain is simply unbearable. I constantly fantasize about putting myself to sleep eternally and sparing the pain, but I am too salient a person to toss such a precious gift as life to the wind, and so my struggle goes - my torment runs life into the ground where I am consumed by pain. Please someone deliver me from this hell that I am in and free my soul to a higher purpose. Bring me some sort of lasting comfort rather than an occasional turn to the light which grow dim as the hour expires. I have so much love to give, and no one to give it to.

I confess that I am haunted by regrets about really bad decisions that have caused my life to implode over the last dozen years. I hear people say that you should not live with regrets, I just can't get past my own stupidity. I am at a place where I am ashamed that five years from retirement age, my wife and I have a negative net-worth. It haunts me night and day, I am fearful and suffer anxiety attacks. I feel trapped in my own self-made prison. I have nothing to show 40 years of hard work. There are only three (important) worthwhile goals I have met.  1) I am still married to the same woman for over 35 years in relative happiness. 2) I have two grown children who are authentically good people. ( 33 yrs + 28 yrs unmarried no children .. a tiny regret here). 3) I spent all of my retirement money educating them. (I should have borrowed against my equities.) In 1996, I had $136,000 in investments and only a $60,000 mortgage on my home. I repeat, I now have a Negative Net Worth. How is that for stupidity ?? Could anyone, given the same situation not have regrets ?? Man!! I really blew it .

I am gay and have been in 2 LTR's lasting 5 and 19 years. Looking for the one who will spend the rest of my life with me. Anyone care? Anyone interested?

Just lookinf for someone who is real and really wants the joy of being with someone who really cares.

Ok so I REALLLLY like this one guy. I swear he's something only thing is he's three years older than me and i'm almost 15. : I wish i was older. I really want him but i'm too afraid too confess my feelings. Did I mention that he's also my swim instructor and that he was in quite a few of my brother's classes and that my brother tormented him? yeah plus i don't think he could ever be intersted in me.

 Hi everyone. This is my first attempt at a confession.

  " I'm on hormone replacement theropy to change myself into a woman. My

parents know that I am transgendered, but I am keeping it secret from them

that I am going to have S.R.S. (SEX CHANGE ) until it is too late. That way they

are not able to try to talk me out of it. They will just have to accept me for who I  have become. 

 I am also starting corset training next week to help create a hour glass figure.

 I'm on my way and can't be any happier, except after all the changes, then things will be finally right.

BYE 4 NOW

NEWGIRL2B

I have this additcition to thongs. I cant remeber what started it, but about 4 years ago when I saw my cousin's army green thong sitting on her bed, I wanted it. I didnt take it, but thats the furthest back i can remeber my addicition starting. I started asking girls who i knew if they wore thongs, it was very smart of me since i was branded as a prev for doing it :(. Right around the time i started asking girls, i stole some of my first thongs. I took them from my friend's sister since i was over at his house lots and she had so many. I ofcourse tried one on, it was an intresting sensation. I am now 17 years old, I have since tried on many thongs and owe a few of my own, but have never worn them in public. Please leave comments on what i should do.

Your grandmothers macaroni and cheese

that you were raving about,  was in fact

disgusting!

revolting!

I've never had to eat something that nauseating in my entire life.

I'm sorry I lied and said it was delicious.