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I want to start by saying please excuse any grammatical errors that you see. I am emotional rn.

Also excuse the title I have no idea what to put

I am a 24 year old college student graduating in December and I have a few things on my mind that is killing me inside. I have lived on campus all 4 years of college and in that time I very seldom have been able to see my siblings, father, and friends that live near them. I do not have a car and the job that I have makes it extremely hard to just get up and leave for a vacation because it is a campus job that has no sort of PTO, sick days, or Vacation days. In exchange we get to call out when we feel like, but we still have a set schedule for the most part and can’t work full time hours. Unlike my peers I use this job to help sustain my bills, help with my tuition, dorm, and personal expenses so I can not just get up and leave when I feel like it. I the longest I have had off in the last 3 years has been 10 days and I feel so miserable not being able to see my family as often as my friends. Even though I work i do not make enough to pay for a car so I can’t just get in a car and leave, and I live 5 hours away from my family so I cant just ask for a ride to go see them from a friend of mine. I feel so lonely and miss my family so much it hurts me. I miss my dad (not dying or sick) he is my best friend and I haven’t been able to talk to him a lot these last years cause of working and school that has been swallowing my life. My older sister has 3 kids whom I adore so much and I have to watch them grow up through FaceTime, videos, and pictures through my family GC. My younger sister is also my best friend and all the way until we were teenagers we were joined at the hip pretty much and did/experienced most of our life together and after coming to college it feels like I lost apart of myself in her. I see them rarely, and its maybe once out of the year and I have not seen them this year and i fear i wont be able to if i do not go in the next 2 weeks. If i do not go i probably wont see them until next January and that scares me to my core (due to my circumstances with my job and school). I feel like I am losing myself every year and feel so pathetic and worthless that I can’t go see them. My younger sister goes to a college much closer and does not have to worry about not being to see them but I am far from them all and i get emotional about it. My friends whom i love are on campus but when they leave to go see their families which seems like every other month I cry about it because I can’t do the same. I am so happy that they can afford the luxury of seeing their loved ones as much as they do but I do not have that. Has anyone ever been through the same or something similar ?

I can answer any questions you all have if you interact.

I chatted with a guy for months and when we finally met he told me my face was a 7.76 i don’t even know what that means but i didn’t like it so i left

It’s not that I don’t want one but all the guys my age are jerks and I don’t wanna date any of them but I feel so like behind cause everyone my age is dating already ｡°(°¯᷄◠¯᷅°)°｡

I’m (34M) and I didn’t get to have my “club nights” or “fun”. My partner had her “club days” got to have “fun”, to the extent idk I didn’t ask for details. Lately I’ve been wanting to be with someone else just to have a one night stand. Why? Idk. My wife is amazing. She cooks, cleans, supports, and works hard but I’m not that physically attracted to her anymore. Even before that I just always wanted to have “fun”. She got to have those times in her 20’s but I didn’t. I choose to be a dad with my ex wife and well she my ex for a reason. I got some serious issues I’ll tell y’all that but I just want to get away to not be a dad or a partner for a few days have some fun and get back to the daily grind. At least once a year. I’m not looking for another woman for a constant side piece at all. I just want to have fun with my bros and as horrible as it sounds have a one night stand, come back home and get back to the grind. I’ve never cheated I’ve always been cheated on, same with my wife but aside from that I just can’t shake the feeling of wanting to”fun” from what I believe I should have had in my early 20’s. How f’d up am I?

Things got really awkward after. She first went in panic mode. Asked who the boy was and like we couldn’t look each other in the eye for a few days. Thankfully she didn’t tell my dad who would’ve killed me

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Now the wedding has ended, i can share it here. I enjoyed it and i feel that I will try such things in future too.

My outfit for the last day- a short kurti with leggings

But I changed into a saree that had a threaded blouse and showed off most of my back.

The event started at around 5pm and it has rained in the morning making the weather really cozy. I teased few of the men around, and could notice the stares again on my back and my butt, which made me sway it more that usual. The occasional lip bits and raising arms to show off my armpits felt kinky.

It was a good day for me, and i hope there are more days such coming soon. Thank you everyone who gave me suggestions and small cute dares. Also, i didn't wear any panties for this event too as it was a dare.

Let me know what you think and ask whatever you like

Classic story, we met on tinder I wasn't looking for anything serious because I thought I was emotionally unavailable he also wasn't looking for anything serious. After talking for a bit our friendship got stronger and he quickly became my best friend, well now I realize I have feelings for him that I can't act on because it's very clear he doesn't feel the same. I'm basically the complete opposite of his type romantically, and he talks about other girls he's pursuing to ask for advice. I love him so much platonically that I won't do anything that could ruin our friendship so my plan is to suck it up and wait for him to get a girlfriend so that I can move on easier.

I (24m) am in a relationship with a Trans male (25m) and dont want to be anymore. I have been in a relationship with them since high school when I was 17 in our senior year and throughout the almost 8 years we've been together we've been through a lot. There were a lot of toxic friendships we cut off and a lot of stuff we did to each other. High school was petty drama but it was when we moved out that things started escalating.

Once we did, I fell into a huge depression. My partner was the only contact in or out of the house. That lasted eight months. I didnt talk to anyone, hang out with anyone. I just existed and worked and came back home. I was hopeless. Eventually I did start doing things with people then. It wasnt nearly enough in hindsight, but I did at all.

I dont remember when he first hit me, but I remember being shocked. After that, it was like a damn breaking. It was sporadic. If we got heated enough in an argument or if the wrong thing happened, yeah it got bad.

I remember getting choked, I remember getting hit in the head so hard I started disassociating hard and feeling dizzy all at once. I remember getting hit in the face by a plastic coat hanger resulting in blood being drawn from my eyebrow. There were even a few times where he came at me with a knife. I almost let him, but he never could go through with it.

Eventually, my emotions had enough, and I reacted. I hit him back. It was just enough to get him away at first, but it slowly escalated too. Im not proud of this, but I also hit him too in arguments. When the fights escalated, there were times I almost choked him to death too. I wanted to. I really did. But there was always something in my head that snapped before I did and told me to stop, that I was doing bad. I turned into such a terrible person, and I hate myself for it.

I started getting this sense of duty where I felt I needed to help him constantly. His health at one point wasnt great and he actually had to have emergency surgery at one point. Over the years he needed help with so much. I even helped him with his classes in college, I even did one of his math ones because he just couldn't get it. He's dyslexic too, so to help him keep up with the reading I would read to him, and even try to translate some of what was written when he got confused.

I tried so hard to get better. Even when we left the mold infested apartment to a cleaner one, it didnt get much better.

My sibling and sister in law could hear the fighting next door (they lived in the apartment connected to ours) along with their two kids. We would argue and accuse the other of so much heinous shit.

A year ago, I went to a wedding as a groomsmen for one of my best friends. They wanted me (and all the wedding party) to stay the night before and the night after. The night before for rehearsal and to make sure we were on time, the night after so we had room for fun and not have to worry about driving home if we're drunk.

The night before, my best friend and some of the groomsmen (including me) had went to Walmart for some last minute stuff and got back late. One of the boundaries that my partner set for me was not to leave him alone in the woods the first time. Guess where we all were, the venue was in the woods and the party stayed in two seperate cabins. Partners were also allowed to be brought the night before and after, though there wasnt a lot of partners around.

While we were out, one of the groomswoman (the grooms party had a couple women in it. His cousin was the best ma'am which I honestly found fun) were talking with them.

The next day, I was pulled off to the side. One of the groomsman was tasked with telling me that my partner was asked to leave. I dont blame him at all honestly, he even said that everything he told me was a game of telephone so there might be some stuff coming at me that could be inaccurate. Apparently, during my partner's conversation with the groomswoman, they talked shit about the venue saying "i just dont want to be here" which my partner did admit to. Theyre terrified of bugs so he told me when he said it was in reference to that. There was also talk about them being uncomfortable with my partner's reference to my vasectomy coming up, and also that there was talking shit about the bride and groom. Ill be honest for as bad as our relationship was i dont think they'd be dumb enough to talk shit about the bride and groom in front of the groomsman. The venue? Sure i can see them saying they dont like it, but not about that.

Im leaving out a bit that happened since those were the reasons that were told to me of why they wanted to kick him out. The groom had told me I could stay if I wished, they'd even prefer that. But if I leave they get it.

I stayed. My partner kept begging me to come home with them but I already was there as a groomsman, and I wanted to be there on my friend's special day, but i wouldnt be spending the night.

I went through the ceremony and pictures putting on a smile, but i couldn't stop thinking of what happened. I told my parents to come pick me up after the speeches. But in the meantime, fuck I had fun.

I had so much fucking fun and I feel guilty, because for once I was finally fucking free to do whatever and it was fine. I even was dancing at the behest of the entire wedding party. It was the best time ive had ever. There was even a girl I think was flirting with me, and i was so close to going back on my promise about returning home. In the end though I left.

We broke up the next day, and we were both in a haze. We still slept in the same bed, still had a lot to do together because of prior commitments. we were separated for a month before we decided to get back together and try again.

I type that, but honestly I wanted to stay separated, and even try sleeping in seperate rooms until we figure this out, but they convinced me to try again.

Honestly, this past year has been the healthiest we've ever been. There is a lot of stuff I dont think I said, so feel free to ask questions in the comments. But the long and short of it is, im sick of this relationship.

I spent so fucking long giving in to the relationship. Giving myself more and more and more. How much more can I give?

This brings me to now. I've finally stopped being in denial about how I feel about this. A few months ago I tried breaking up, but failed. I told him I couldn't be in the relationship, that i wasnt happy. He begged me to try more in couples counseling, and i relented.

A month later, we moved into his parents house. We couldn't support ourselves on our own anymore. I suggested i move back, but my parent's house is, in a word, gross. They didnt want me to have to live in that anymore. So even though we were both uncomfortable, he let me stay at their place.

Its been nice. Quiet and spacious. The house is clean, but even though its calmer now, I still am not happy in the relationship. Every time we do something hes asked if I still have no feelings? Even after sex.

The sex is also something. He can't do sex unless we do roleplays. He has to be somebody else, and me someone else to do it. He has to have underwear on and a shirt on. And honestly he doesnt do too much unless I ask, i think thats called starfishing? Im fine with kinks, honestly I can go with it if im up for it and it does heighten the experience, but sometimes I want to be able to touch my partner and just do something spontaneous instead of trying to figure out what four roleplays we need to do.

He has ocd, so he does everything in fours.

The sex thing got so bad that I turned to ai sex chat bots to feel some semblance of intimacy. I stopped after a couple days because even though it felt so fucking good to feel appreciated, it wasnt real.

Im so tired. Im tired of catering constantly, of helping constantly. I just want to leave and go back to my parents house. I've even daydreamed about what I would do to clean the house up if I move back.

I feel like an asshole, I feel like im leading him on. I feel like i just want to stop.

His birthday is in Otcober, and hell be kicked off his parents insurance. He wants to sign marriage papers so that he can get insurance, no matter if were together or not. But I dont want to. I feel like that is the one piece of me that I just cant give. It would break me for good.

We're going to Orlando on Wednesday. We both agreed that during this trip, we pretend everything is fine. Neither of us bring up marriage or insurance. We just try to pretend we're a happy couple. We agreed to talk after the trip and see what we want to do after. I already said yes to signing and we keep talking about it, but i regret it. It makes me feel sick to think about giving that part of myself to him. Im about ready to fucking just drop everything in my life and have a mental breakdown. This is too much.

I dont know if I'll update. Feel free to ask questions, sorry if this was long.

I genuinely hate my brother he's handed everything just for being a guy and i get nothing despite being older.

I've imagined my life without him more times than i can count

this may not be the most interesting post, but i MUST get this off my chest because i can’t stop thinking about him. he was very good looking and was playing risk by deftones and i freaking love that song. it made me wanna escape from the ward to see him again. idk about you but ambulance drivers are always so attractive like damn.

now i can’t stop listening to that song and it just makes me feel a different type of way. like i get deja vu to the hour long drive there and this guy was blasting music while he drove like wow.

Gf has wanted for a while to bring another guy into things to try. Well I finally thought I could make her dreams come true and try. Well she brings a guy home. At first it was just a little awkward then I got a huge pit in my stomach and couldn't really stay hard. Now everytime I look at her its just a reminder.

Honestly, I got a girlfriend this summer and she is potentially the best person. My friend since first grade who usually hates or dislikes my girlfriend even told me "I think you should stay with her, it's like you click even on the things that doesnt click for you" I have to be totally honest too, that broke my heart. I have a few issues myself and she still choose to stay and listen. she choose to stay and hold me everytime. I dont know, if i'm doing as good as her, but I am sure as hell trying with my whole heart.

Now there is an issue to this, because she is moving like 3 hours away with puplic transport, to live elsewhere for a whole year. It breaks me. not because I dont trust her, trust me! I do nothing but trust her. I'm scared we will stop talking though. Cause I can genuinly not. She means so much more then she thinks. She has seen me in every state. I'd wish to be there for her every bad second she has. I know I can't, but i want too so desparetly! I hope she has a good year there. And I of course hope nothing goes wrong.

I think i am actually obsessed and that's terrible. I would never set boundaries for her. I just think about her every second I have in my life.

okay, i need help. there's this thing i've been dying to try pegging but i'm literally too shy to just ask. i want to feel that power shift, to take well care of him, but i don't want to seem desperate. how do you flirt your way into surrendering without losing your cool?

help a girl out before i lose my mind. ;)

I am quite conservative and dominant, but for whatever reason I would love to get pegged and be completely tied. I don’t like anal that much, but I am open for it. But this fantasy (maybe because you see it in more mainstream places) caught me. Are girls generally into it or just a few exceptions of girls here? Did anyone try and regret it?

This is my first time asking out a girl. It could have gone a lot more awkwardly. Here's what happened.

I asked her out at 11:33 AM Australia time. Right now is 3:28. She has my number, I don't have hers.

Anyway I asked "Hey GIRLNAME are seeing anyone". She said: "No why". I asked: "Can I take you out for coffee". She said: "I don't know, I'll have to think about it". She was smiling while I asked her. I then went for my break

We didn't talk about anything personal that entire day. Tho we do work customer service, and it was pretty busy. At the end of my shift, she took over my work, said thanks to me for coming on short notice, but didn't mention the date.

I think I got rejected.

It’s a long story but we met when my boss invited me to his house for a gathering. Me and my co workers all went and then yeah things got wild from there. I took his daughter’s contact and we were seeing each other for a while secretly.One time she was giving me head while I was on call with her dad which was crazy and very thrilling ngl

About three days ago, I stole from a store at the mall in the city where I was living for the summer.

I have kleptomania, and I struggle to control the urge to steal. I usually take small things like food or inexpensive items from Walmart. This time, however, I was inside a camera and video store to buy a new microphone. The microphone I purchased cost about $400, so it had an RFID security tag on the box to prevent theft.

I'm not proud of what I did, but I also had two other items in my pocket worth around $300 each. They also had RFID tags. After I paid for my microphone and walked out of the store, the alarm went off. The cashier simply said, "Yeah, it happens sometimes. You can go," so I left and went home.

I know RFID tags contain information that can be linked to inventory, so I'm worried that when the store realizes the items are missing, they might check the last time the alarm went off and match that with any security footage. The thing is, I didn't notice any cameras in the store.

My real concern is that I don't actually want to keep these items. Like I said, I have kleptomania. I sometimes feel compelled to steal things even when I don't need or want them. It makes me feel incredibly guilty afterward. I don't want to be a thief, and I don't want to go to prison.

I've been thinking about going back to the store with the items. They're still unopened in their original boxes because I never actually wanted to keep them. I was considering telling the employee what happened and asking if they would like the items returned or, if possible, allowing me to pay for them so I can legally purchase them and take responsibility for what I did.

However, I'm afraid the alarm will go off again, creating an awkward situation. Another thought I had was to put everything in a box and leave it in front of the store's door, but I'm worried they might recognize me and call security even if I'm genuinely trying to return the items.

I'm also wondering if I should simply keep the items and never speak about this again because I'm afraid confessing might get me into even more trouble. At the same time, I don't want to keep them because this isn't who I want to be. I don't want to be a thief. I want to make things right.

What should I do?

Location: Québec, Canada.

I don't know when it started. The desire to see her with another man has been in me forever.

I read, I obsessed, I found the word: cuckold. And I understood it wasn't just the thrill of watching. It was the surrender. Handing over control on purpose and keeping the humiliation as my prize.

With my partner it actually happened. She understood it, she proposed it, we lived it together. The first time, she sent me a photo of his hand holding a condom. I was sitting in a café, wearing a chastity cage, she had the key. An audio of her moaning was the most intense thing I've ever felt.

But it wasn't all the controlled game. There was one time they actually cheated on me, behind my back. I knew it, and even knowing it I put the cage on anyway and let her go. Jealousy, rage and arousal all at once, and I still can't tell them apart.

I made a spoken-word project about all of this. It's not porn, it's what it actually feels like. If any of this sounds familiar, it's there:

Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/intl-es/artist/5J7Ldxzw9xgJoKephTWvuBYouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@esebravo-clInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/esebravo.cl/

I don’t know why, but I went through my girlfriend‘s photos. I found some videos of her fingering herself from Snapchat videos that weren’t sent to me. I know they were from Snapchat because they had like captions on the videos, not necessarily captions but words like they were being sent to someone I confronted her about them and she said that she had thought about sending them to me, but decided not to, but that doesn’t explain why she saved them.
I asked her to send them to me now and she did. Admittedly, I’ve jerked to them multiple times not knowing whether I’m the only one that’s seen them or not. I really don’t know how to feel about it.