Confessions from Ohio (OH)

We started out as very good friends. I could tell you anything and you always returned the favor. You held me while I laughed- while I cried. I loved you and I knew you loved me (you were never good at being subtle). When you finally got the courage to kiss me, I couldn't have been more elated. No one made me feel as loved as you did. I was convinced (and still am) that you are my true love. (It's cheesy, but you've said it to) I didn't want to live life without you, as my best friend, as my greatest love, and as my other half. I still don't. You meant the world to me.







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I miss you.

I'm not her. I know she left you at the altar. I can't hurt you. I don't have the capacity. I love you more than I've loved anyone else. Please, just give us a chance. If you can't do that, at least stop holding me so close. Stop torturing me with those little smiles when no one is looking. Stop getting my hopes up for something that will never happen...

He tells me he loves me and he says it all the time, but its "best friend love"

i love him, with all my heart.

he's 490.47 miles away.

3 and a hlaf yers older.

but he's my everything, and he doesn't even know.

    You put your hand on my shoulder, and for a brief second you put me on top of the world.

    You pulled me close, and in that instant I could move above the clouds.

    You hugged me, and right then I felt alive again.

    Nothing may ever happen...I don't know that much about you, only from brief moments of greeting over the past few weeks.  I don't know if you're single, straight, or non-psychotic.  

   It doesn't matter...for a splinter of time I was happy under your arm, smiling with you, laughing.

   For that...thank you very much.

   And I miss you.

I cut myself.  I hurt myself. I pick scabs until they bleed and leave large scars.  I've started to punch myself to ease emotinal pain instead of cutting...but I find it's not the same without the blood.  I'm scared I'll end up cutting again.

I cant believe what a loser at love I have always been. One man dated me for a few months and got back with his ex girlfriend. Today she sent me a sarcastic card telling me she felt bad that I lived in a trailor and sent me a picture of her 20 years ago. She asked me to call her and was just mean to me and threatened that I will never be in their love bed again ever. He has called me since they got back together though and I let her know hes not to be trusted and I didnt want a liar like him anymore.

 I broke up with my boyfriend of two years approximately 8 months ago after months of arguing and fighting. I began talking to and started dating a guy I've known my entire life- the guy who I "went out with" throughout my childhood and who everyone said I'd end up with. The guy who I thought would be my "fairytale ending." Ironically, I can't stop thinking about my ex, and I despise him just as much as I want to be with him. I tell all of my closest friends that I've never been happier than I am now- without him. They don't know the truth. But at the same time, I'm in love with my current boyfriend. I don't think I'll ever get it right.

My wife has decided that she wants a divorce and we are seprated.  I am slowly coming to grips with the fact that someday I may want to date again but I don't know when that may be.  But I can't see myself ever be able to date again or finding anyone who would want to date me.   My wife is not a bad person but she is very controlling and over the years (we were married for 20 years) she caused me mental and emotional damage that makes me feel like badly damaged goods that will never find another buyer.     I really miss being hugged by someone who is more than a friend and I have pretty much fogotten what a kiss feels like.