posted by TickledPinkToes at 3:06 AM
I hate that my relationship with father is strained.I hate that I don't feel good enough for my family.I hate that I feel pressure to do sex things I don't want to do.
I was a virgin until I was 28 years old.
If my father ever found out about my blog, he would never speak to me again.
I had a threesome a year ago with my best friend and her boyfriend. My husband thought I was just going to visit and spend the weekend with her doing typical girl stuff.It was one of the best sexual experiences of my life and I want so badly to do it again.
I'm too scared to reveal my secrets. Even when anonymously, I'm afraid someone will find out it's me and then they'll know the truth.
I went down on a girl for the first time yesterday.. and hated it.
Of all the fucked up STDs out there, I have hepatitis C.
I was a virgin until I was 31, and she was 34 and a virgin too.
I have too many.I hate that he surfs "teen" porn. It breaks my heart and makes me feel old and ugly. I don't even like to look at my own body any more. There's nothing I can do to stop him so there's nothing I can do to make it better.I'm starting to hate sex. I already hate myself.
I once skipped out of work for an afternoon to have a threesome with two women I had just met for the first time. Later that evening I had sex with my girlfriend.
for some reason i can't sign into blogger from work so it's easier to post anonymously... but oh my gawd! i luv you guys! you rawk! ;) oxox!-tpt <3
I spend more time chatting with friends online when I'm at work than doing actual work.And some of those chats have me needing to masturbate in the office bathroom a couple times a day.As a matter of fact, I think I'll go do that right now :)
I worry that I'm going to end up with a mental disorder like my mother.I critique everything I do or say and compare it to her behaviors which causes me to live in a constant state of worry that I'm going to end up just like her.
I have a reoccurring dream, for 5 years, that I am dying at the age of 24 in a car accident. I try to fit as much life in until that point.
I am seriously depressed and not mentally healthy. I have an alcohol abuse problem and I also abuse pain meds. I have panic attacks and too much hurt and anger built up inside of me. I feel most of my bad fortune must some how be my fault so I won't tell anyone or seek any help because I feel I should have to deal with the hurt on my own.
I used to traffic cocaine when I was many many years younger. Somebody had to die to snap me out of it, and it almost killed me...
I feel out of control of my life at the moment. I hate it but every time I think I'm doing something to fix things, it doesn't work out in a good way.
I feel incredibly lost and have no clue if I will ever figure out what I want.
I love my mom to death, but part of me is angry with her for being ill even though I know its not her fault. She's way too needy and I hate myself for not wanting to be there to help her sometimes.
I am in love, even though I know better. It is probably not a secret...
Every time I gain a few pounds, I take a pregnancy test hoping that is the reason I am getting fat. It's hasn't been positive yet.
I think about ending my marriage.
I cannot tell my wife "no". About anything.It is killing our marriage and me
For the first time in my life, I know what I want. And it scares the hell out of me.
I mailed a postcard to Post Secret & now I'm waiting to see it on their website.
My life has absolutely no direction & I have no idea where I fit in. I'm 30 & I still don't know what I'm going to be when I grow up!
Sometimes I think I have a therapist just so I will have someone who will listen to me.I hate myself for who I've become. I'm not proud of who she is at all.
I had her anyway.
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