Confessions from United States (USA)

I told my last boyfriend that I was pregnant when i really wasn't

I told my last boyfriend that I was pregnant when i really wasn't

when i was pregnant with my second son my water broke all over my husband while we were in bed,i felt so bad because he shot up out of bed and started screaming and prancing around histaricly

I was out to dinner earlier this evening at a 5 star restaurant and excused myself to use the restroom.  On my way, I passed a table where a man was really saying some degrading things to a woman, whom I guess was his wife.  He was speaking in hushed tones, and she was fighting back tears.  I could hear them as I got past their table and around the corner in the hallway leading to the restrooms.  I shouldnt have eavesdropped but she looked so terribly distraught.  I stood for a few seconds seconds where they could not see me, and the sound of her voice pleading with him to give her a chance to correct what she had done, made me sick.  I became physically ill listening to this guy scold and berate this woman as she tried to keep the peace.  I went into the restroom and vomited.

 If I can't get into art school this year I'm going to do as Enid did... I'm getting on that bus and going as far as I can.

Hello,

I am writing this to get some things out that I can't tell anyone I know.

I met my wife seven years ago and have had a really great relationship as far as the two of us go.  We have had a lot of bad things happen around us though.  So many things that it has really taken a toll on us.  Well, first my wife's father passed away from cancer a little over six years ago.  We found out she was pregnant about a month after.  I know that hurt her that her dad would never meet our daughter.  Our daughter was born and passed away two months later.  After that, things got really bad... she attempted suicide.  After some treatment she began to feel better.  We were on a road to recovery and happiness.  I enlisted into the Marines and that did a lot of good for us.  My dad suddenly passed away at an age far too young a year and a half ago.  It has been really hard on me and I have unfortunately treated my wife bad.  Since my dad passed away we have lost several good friends.  Then my grandpa passed away this summer.  After my dad, he was the only man I could ever talk to.  I have not been able to talk to anyone else about my true feelings.  My dad and grandpa were the only two that wouldn't get worried or upset when I was having problems.  They would tell me how to deal with it and move on.  Anyone else I talk to just worries... and that's the last thing I want, someone to be worried about me.  Over time, dealing with tragedies, I started drinking a lot.  I also continued to treat my wife badly.  This summer, it was time for me to get a job because I was getting out of the Marines.  I failed at getting one and so we decided to move to my home town where we would both finish college.  Soon after the move, she told me she was leaving.  It really came as a complete shock.  After she left, I have quit drinking completely.  I have gone to anger management.  I have been working on all of my inefficiencies.  My wife has told me that she was coming home only to change her mind soon thereafter.  I am doing all I can not to fall down.  I just want to give up.  I know that isn't the right thing to do... sometimes it feels like it would be easier though.  I love life and want to live for a very long time.  I want to be happy (like everyone else) and make people happy.  I wish I could take back so many things that I've done... but I can't.  So all I can do is try to be good now and try to make up for all the things I have done.  I don't know why I decided to write this.  I feel like if I tell someone about "my problems" I am just feeling sorry for myself.  Maybe I am, I just wanted to get this out though.  I hope it helps me...  Thanks for letting me post this on here.

Sincerely,

:O)

 My ex boyfriend of merely a year left me six months ago and I still can't stop crying. I want to be okay. I don't want to cry anymore or miss him. I want to stop believing he was the one or that I could have saved us. I know that he is happy now, and he won't ever contact me, he was done the moment he walked out. I just want to be as okay as he is. I want to believe that my life is better now, I want to stop being depressed and hoping for his return. I just want to be okay without him, but I am not. 

I met my husbad 5 yrs ago while on Meth, I had just really started about 4 months prior to getting together with him.  He began to realize that I had a huge problem with Meth and said it was affecting our relationship and for me to stop and get help.  I love the man dearly so I came to the realization that I did have a big problem and I knew it would be hard to stop, especially when I didn't really want to.  So began my secret use of Meth.  I began using in secret and for about 5 or 6 times was caught and given a chance to get off or suffer consequences like rehab, counseling or jail some day...Nothing seems to scare me off this drug.  I recently was caught again using and was supposed to stop but did not.  I get my drugs from a neighbor I like, but I guess I kinda take advantage of cuz I know he likes me more than a friend and wud do just about anything just to be my friend so I have him get my drugs for me because he's a known tweeker in the neighborhood Ilive in.  He brings my drugs over after my husband leaves for work and just drops it off at the door for me sometimes he just leaves it and tells me it's there for me...Anyway the reason I write thiis is because I am in terrible trouble - I fear getting kicked out of the house and losing my child to threatening family members and this is my worst fear.  It's so terrible I even have a plan if I get kicked out but I wud be devestated but still cannot stop - I don't know if writing this will help me but if I cud get some insight, support or advice I would greatly appreciate it!  Also because I do have a child, I DO NOT want to go away to therapy but would be willing to try an outpatien recovery program if I had to... I feel terrible that I do this and horribly guilt about using our family $$ for drugs while my husband struggles to make ends meet but this drug makes you so selfish and unproductive in life that I know it's not even worth it - I don't even barely get high it's just a physical addiction that it's so difficult to stop and if u've never done it please don't it could definitely ruin you.  So thank you so much for reading my confession and hopefull I can get through this without killing myself first.  Btw,ty habit is about a $40 - $60 dollar a day habit - that would be .2 - .6 grams of speed. 

I want to wrap myself up in you,to look at you and become lost in your eyes .... to smell your fragrance ,to hold you in a passionate embrace. Takeing you by the hand leading you to the secrete place that we can let our desire run free,flowing breath ,our bodies burn with passion as the first touch exploring the places we yern to be pleaserd... my love is burning to flow from my lips to yours ... takeing us in... takeing us deep.. as our lips meet... my love... my  passion is for you.