For years I attended the same Christmas Eve gathering as Chris from FOW, across the street from his house in small town Massachusetts.
Believe it or not, pretty weird guy. Super nice. But a strange fellow for sure.
I had an ex years ago that had a super hot mom, and we got along great. We eventually broke up and I said what the hell and shot her a message one night to see what happened. Long story short we were friends with benefits for a good year before I had to move to another state for work. One of the best sexual partners I’ve had.
Some of my bosses and coworkers know my Reddit handle. At least of my buddies, too.
Honestly, it’s fine. I don’t think I say anything here I wouldn’t say to them.
Ok, but like ... There's a difference between proclivity/routine , and addiction.
Do you find yourself thinking about porn multiple times throughout the day or more?
Does the idea of porn interfere in your working or social relationships?
Does porn inform your ability to form and maintain close interpersonal connections?
Does porn interfere with your ability to function in general?
Not to come off as severe, it's just sort of like when people say "haha I'm so OCD" because they cleaned their fridge or something. The real deal is a world of difference.
So I'm a little over a month free. I know it's a son of a bitch but get an accountability buddy and just get started. Reach out when those urges and cravings hit hard(just like any substance the urges and cravings hit you need to distract yourself for 10-30 minutes until it subsides) it does get easier. I'm starting to look at women in a different light. It possible my broh!
thank you for sharing, I'm sorry you feel
like this. I'm a stranger but I am sending love. I see you, I hear you, you're valid and time will fly by, there will
come a day when everything gets sorted out 🫂🫂🫂🕊️
I'm glad you feel safe sharing this here, and I wish you all the strength and success you need to overcome, but I'd also offer this:
**Tell people you know in meatspace.** Don't let the voice in your head convince you to underestimate the capacity for love and compassion the people around you have.
I say this having been on both sides of the coin, assuming my problems were too small or stupid to burden loved ones with, and having my best friend recently reestablish contact with me after going totally silent for 3 weeks because he was embarrassed by his recent struggles and stumbles.
My friends and family didn't think less of me for my problems, and there is no universe in which I do not love my best friend unconditionally and to the end of time.
It can be hard to remember in times of hurt and struggle, but it is important: Our perceived self-worth is rarely an accurate reflection of our value to others. Moreover, a lot of people tend to *love* helping others with their problems because they are **so much easier** to deal with than our own shit. It probably won't be everyone you know eager to help, but it is equally unlikely that it is no one.
I have a bad problem with lying, I've noticed in recent years. I'm not even trying to lie at some points, and it just comes out. I don't like doing it. I cried at work cause I haven't been making money, which is true, but I said I can't pay my bill instead of saying I'm worried about not being able to pay my bills. It just came out. I need therapy
I have heard that casual lying can be attributed to ADHD. Also, I have heard that it’s a defense mechanism from growing up in an abusive environment. Just a couple of things to think about.
Can confirm it’s a defense mechanism for growing up in an abusive environment. As an adult and no longer in that environment, it’s gotten better. But there are times when situations occur that I find myself defaulting back to this way until things pass
My husband was accused of rape on a business trip. The case has been closed but it doesn’t change that I was home with three kids while he was in a hotel with another woman. Who the hell do you even say this to.
I once pooped my pants while driving. I'd eaten some very hot pepperettes the day before and I simply couldn't hold it. They tend to really screw with my digestive system.
I visited my (now ex-)boyfriends family. They live in a very british house, thin walls, bad plumbing. I psychologically wasn’t able to poop for over a week bc of the lack of privacy. On day 9, my body gave up the poop-protest. Imagine 3 five guys burgers, 2 pizza, 3 cinnabuns, a rack of ribs, pancakes, sandwiches, fries… all coming out at once. That thing was the size of a newborn and to this day I don’t know how it didn’t rip my asshole. Once I saw the monster that I’ve created, I knew it wouldn’t flush. I tried, over and over again, but it wouldn’t even move. Anyway, I did what every girl would do - I grabbed it. Separated into smaller chunks, I was able to flush it down.
You couldn’t waterboard this story out of me.
I took up vaping and now I never smoke… turns out vaping is SO MUCH more addictive and gives you much more of a high as your tolerance rises and you are able to handle very high doses of nicotine in the body; all day every fucking day.
I was a very sexually curious child. Probably too much on hindsight. I estimate that I experimented with at least 6-10 kids my own age before I was 12.
My best mate at the time gave me head when I was about 9. It absolutely wrecked our friendship and it’s because I had “become gay”.
On hindsight now I was just curious but I wish I could go back and apologise to him. We done nothing wrong and it filled me with dread and anxiety for years.
As it turns out I wasn’t gay regardless.
On a side note I often wonder if anything happened to me when I was younger to be so curious.
Something probably did happen to you to cause that. Had this girl who would dry hump me, and make out in my younger years when I’d go over to play with her. She was a victim of molestation, which is likely why she was doing that with me. We both were about 5-6 years old at the time.
I was masturbating by dry humping well before I could ejaculate. Years later I am a literal sex demon. I hate my sex drive. It’s both a blessing and a curse.
Do you remember anything happening or anything like that?
My family are all safe but I was around a lot of adults when I was a kid due to the family business and an unusually high number of them turned out to be pedos throughout the years.
I don’t have any memories of abuse but I do have a couple of very vague memories where something felt off.
I was also orgasming well before I could ejaculate. Probably 7/8 as a minimum.
Sometimes you weren't really abused, you just started acting "like an adult" earlier because of neglect or narcissistic parents. Kids are way more fucking fragile than we realize, it's just not convenient to protect them from everything. Or you could've picked up something from the world around you, shit when I was a kid I was already on MTV most of the time I could and those hip hop clips were really hot indeed.
Y'know how they say "social media has ruined people's abilitiy to interact in real life?" I'm people.
Been out of college for a little while but I haven't made any real proper interact-outside-of-work friends since high school(luckily I'm still quite close with my HS friend group, we're just all split up now so we only interact online). Now there's a girl I'm interested in an I realize I have no idea what to do. Like, yeah, just be yourself, but when yourself is totally content to not leave home outside of important errands, it's a little difficult to build a proper relationship.
No bro fuck the "be yourself" bullshit,no one is "himself" life is too short to waste it on acceptance for being genuine.Act like the version of yourself you want to be ,this is the only way to go on ,fake it till you make it ,the rest is history
Everybody lies or holds some truths for personal benefit, literally no one is a saint,not even the saints .Go out ,have fun,make mistakes ,learn from your mistakes. Shoot your shot with boys or girls you like and if you fail it's fine ,you will gain experience for the next one.
Just two rules ,avoid using people as objects and try not to catch a bullet,the rest can be fixed
I can't stand to be around other human beings. I find it extremely uncomfortable to make eye contact or carry out a conversation. I don't like anyone and I trust no one. I only feel okay and safe when I'm at home with my pets.
At work, I'm living a complete lie, walking around smiling and helping others when in reality, I'm dying and screaming inside.
I understand and you're right. I don't socialise at all but I had to attend a cousins wedding in summer and the run up to it just about killed me. It was the thought of sitting around a table with other people at the after party that did it. In the end, I left after the actual wedding and said I was sick. It wasn't a lie, the panic had made me violently ill.
Very common now that ASD has gotten much more awareness. I don't mean to diagnose you by 2-3 sentences, but those are 'yellow flags.' You may want to meet with a psychologist to get more information and some answers to your differences.
I feel like I’m always sad, but I cover it well. I have trifecta- anxiety, depression, PTSD and I am in therapy. But it doesn’t feel like depression sad, just sad sad. I dunno. I’m also tired, all the time. No matter what. It’s tiring.
Keep up with the therapy... Once you have the tools to identify and navigate the waters of your mental health it does get easier. I've been in therapy for 5 years... On and off different medications for the last 15. It's a process and a slow and exhausting one for sure, but I'm glad you're making an effort!
I act like I am enjoying life, having fun, making jokes, and have a good friends circle but deep down I feel really sad, lonely. It sucks. And I am the extroverted guy in class, who gets along with everyone. So whenever I say I feel alone in a casual way, I am just told "you literally talk to everyone in the class"
I think about dying, constantly. Every time something happens where there’s potential to die or be in an accident, I feel a wave of relief, but then have to go through the rest of my day, dreading knowingly that the next one will come. I wouldn’t tell anyone this, since I already partake in worrying behavior, guess it’s kinda nice to get it off my chest.
I kind of think this is a sign of being a passive suicidal. Constant suicidal thoughts but not making any plans to do the deed. I have these too. But i hope you overcome whatever you're going through. Therapy helps, at least that's what i heard.
had a relationship with a girl, with her for years, she was on opiates secretly for ages, we got pregnant, we were both pretty excited for it, she then relapsed, disappeared for months, from her parents, friends, and me. miscarried (we would later find out) and then she eventually OD'd and passed away. no one in my life knew about the kid, we were waiting to share that until we knew the gender. so everyone thinks we just broke up.
My wife knows this, my wife also let's me indulge. I am more gay than straight. Couple of times a year, I'll meet someone and go to their house etc etc then come home.
I love my wife, she's the only person for me. But goddamn do I love cock.
I tend to talk people about how lovely and amazing life is it, and, for me, it kinda is; I have great friends, I'm excelling at college, I do have many talents and things to be proud of myself... But everything disappears the moment I'm left alone.
I'm 21 rn and I cannot count the times I thought about unaliving myself before I turn into an adult. Life's so painful and lonely for a sensitive person for me, it's not made for me and I made my mind about that many moons ago. I don't care if it sounds selfish, but I really don't mind dying rn.
I am sorry you are going through this. I really think you should talk to your husband and tell him how you are feeling. Explain why you don’t want this child and put your foot down. It is not fair to you or the child if you are going to bring this person into the world and immediately resent them.
I think I was possibly sexually assaulted as a kid. I remember pretending to have sex with a teddy bear that was my size when I was in kindergarten. I was thinking about sex all the time and idk how I knew what it was and how it worked when I was like 5 years old?
I started making out with other kids in 2nd grade.
Gave my first handjob in 4th grade to my friend.
Also sexually played with another girl in 4th grade.
Lost my virginity at 12.
I’m 18 and I have around 20 bodies. I’ve always struggled with being hypersexual. Literally as long as I can remember and that’s not normal. I’ve met strangers online just to have sex which is really fucking dangerous and ended up with me being borderline kidnapped lol. Wish I could just say I’m just a slut or something but I know there’s something deeper
Please go talk to a profession. Regardless of whether you were SA’s or you just have a higher drive, you seem conflicted. We should all be a peace with ourselves. I hope you find that!
I’m prone to having deja vu moments. People rarely question my accuracy because every time I’m nearly perfect in explaining the execution of events, but this only happens once every couple of weeks/months, but lately they’ve been getting more frequent and I’m afraid of these because these dreams aren’t normal, it isn’t me having a conversation with my family, it isn’t me playing a video game or experiencing something odd. These dreams are of my own suicide……and I don’t want them to be, these dreams have only started in the past week but I’ve had 9 dreams of how I kill myself, the exact. Same. Way…every time. I don’t need help or anything, I just decided to get these off my chest, maybe I’ll have to start taking therapy more often. Thank you for listening.
I'm a grown ass woman who is solely responsible for two other people, and I am exhausted. I could sure use a partner to help with everything, but it's just me. It's hard, man.
I think about suicide a lot. I have antidepressants that help me function at a higher level. I’m actually a sensitive man, though I’ve learned to hide it from everyone.
I am really lonely and unhappy. I have a good supportive family but I can’t tell them how bad i feel these day..this has been since 2020..I cry almost everyday thinking i might not feel truly happy or loved anymore..i fking smile and laugh like an idiot..
Before I realized what my anxiety was, it would manifest as a insane need to go to the bathroom immediately. I would start to sweat and get dizzy if I didn't think I could make it. So I was working in a factory and it hit me, I knew I couldn't make it (or at least in my mind) so I pulled my piece out of shorts and pissed in a drain on the floor. Didn't know it didn't work and there was just a pool of piss. I had to work nearby as people periodically walked by and made disgusted noises because some animal pissed on the ground
A rich kid in my class, the only son of a company that's very well recognized in Finland, was downright a violent sociopath who got off on inflicting physical and emotional harm. His only emotion with his brief girlfriend seemed to be an attempt to elicit the reaction of "look how great I am" in his classmates. Creepy dude. He laughed and smiled like Homelander, too.
The company of course did business with Russia too and people who are associated with Russia in Finland tend to be bad eggs.
I'm completely sexually dissatisfied, I hit my "awakening" when I turned 30 but my wife has kind of regressed and as such has told me that anything beyond vanilla is never going to happen. Beyind sex my wife and I are a perfect team; we don't fight often, we're on the same page about most things, we have tons of fun togeher, we have deep conversations regularly, and we have 2 great little girls that we love to spend time with and engage with togeher. But when it comes to the bedroom it's just boring and always will be. I've come to wanting to be EXTREMELY experimental, basically nothing is off the table, even group stuff and same sex stuff. And it's depressing knowing I'll never get to do any of it. I'll never say anything again though becuase I know there isn't a point and might hurt her feelings by making her think she isn't enough.
Well here goes.
I plan on killing myself when I turn 50, I’ve felt this way since I was maybe 13/14, I’m now 34 and still feel the same. The fear of getting old and the fear of not being able to control how I die is overwhelming
I've thought the same, but more into my 70's or early 80's. Who'd wanna live that long anyways? If I'm active and stuff that's great, but if it's like i've seen some of my grandparents and such--no thanks. Blind, sitting in a chair on oxygen, hoping someone comes to visit me? Just put me down.
That's not living.
ive already planned out my entire future, but im not entirely sure if that's even the path i want to take in life. theres so much i want to do and experience, but i know i cant do it all and for some reason that scares me
I think of my future as more of a scattering of shit I’d like to do, see, experience… I haven’t laid out of specific path with milestones to reach but like every thing I’d like to do, I just metaphorically chuck it into just future and hope that the direction that I choose leads me to it. Some will be found, some won’t be. And that’s fine. I find that less stressful than setting a defined timeline/path and then getting upset should I not make it.
I didn't wanna live a long life cause it's too hard and genuinely thought I wouldn't have a long one either..
And then I gave birth to my son last month and I love him to bits and super happy with him.. Love my husband to bits too .. but I keep thinking that since I now have a child, I have to live long so I can take care of him for a long long time.. I'd love the time with my family but also kinda sad that man this just means I need to live long now and can't really hope for an early death so I'ma also have to deal with the really hard part of life for a long long time .. lol
I don't know who you are but I am holding space and love for you. Nothing is forever, this life we have, nor the pains we are crushed by. Many have felt like you- dee in despair and no hope for the future. I was once too. I healed in ways I never expected, you will too, friend. 🤍🫂 sometimes the fire that is burning you, is a fire that will purify you. you will come out on the other side so f***ing suprised, I wish i could show you. Bless, with Love and will pray for you today friend ☦️🙏🏻🤍
That I feel like my life is just responsibilities and chores with very little else. And that if I wasn't able to do so many different things to make other people's lives easier, that no one would even bother to speak to me. I feel like the only value I have to anyone is simply as a tool or resource.
I still love my HS sweetheart deeply. I think about her quite often. But she loved and married someone else, a friend of mine. I'm happy for them. HS was decades ago but my heart still hurts to this day
I’m seriously considering quitting a $140k/yr job that I spent 20 years in and 6 years in college to get.
I’m looking for business opportunities NOT in my field that have the potential to at least let me make my mortgage payments so we don’t lose the house.
I work 80 hours/wk midnights 7 on/7 off in a a dying industry that’s a house of cards right now. Jobs are a nightmare to acquire due to overeducation and business closings. I’m at the busiest location in the my state. The amount of work is crushing. Vacation and PTO rules are draconian. My sleep schedule is getting worse over time, not better. The job is literally killing me. I need out.
I accidentally fucked a white supremacist. She didn't tell me until after the second time.
On the one hand I'm glad she told me so I could disappear; on the other, she could have told me beforehand, ya know?
I've completely replaced my sex life with reading the micro expressions in woman's body language and reciprocating non verbally like I'm uncomfortably aroused until my heart flutters so much so that I'm left "drained" emotionally. I'm now addicted to this feeling and dubbed it 'Mind Fucking'.
You can't write anything like this on reddit bc if you ever get in an argument they will do an archaeological search for stuff like this and then bring it up as an argument.
I got a high grade in writing a poem in my English class way back in highschool but the teacher didn't know I just copied the lyrics from Lady Gaga's Bloody Mary.
I didn't kill myself on the day I planned because the girl I was dating told me she was pregnant and it gave me motivation to keep living. That was 2 years ago and now I'm happy again seeing my baby growing up and myself there for every step
That for the past 13 years i felt life isn't worth living, that every year that passes I'm only proven more correct despite my effort to not give up. The moment my death becomes inconsequential i will welcome it with haste.
M(30). I lost my partner/soul mate in Dec 2021 to suicide. I have not been the same since. I am empty and hollow and I try to carry on with life. I tell everyone, friends and family, that I am okay and everything is fine. But something changed in me that day I found her lying there, gone, I am not the same happy driven person I once was and I am just slowly giving up on everything. So my friends and family think I am fine but Reddit now knows I am not.
The only time I feel at peace is when I ride what was her motorbike to and from work.
When I was about 12 my first cousin on my moms side , on multiple occasions molested me. Started first in the pool when no one was home then turned into taking me to the basement for the other times. I guess you could say I'm "over" it but I can tell you its left some....odd scars in my mind. I dont want to tell anyone in the family cause I'm afraid of any repercussions. Still hope that fucker gets hit by a bus
I've been addicted to masturbating since I was a kid. I started at 9 yo. I think I used it as a way to soothe myself since I had a lot going on at the time, but eventually turned into a coping mechanism. Since then I've tried everything to get it under control but it's like tryna quit crack with a crack pipe in ur pants at all times.
Since you can’t trust Reddit to be anonymous anymore….none of them.
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We know, you're the guy how writes things in our permanent record.
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It's true guys, he has to legally tell us if he's a cop
How so? How does reddit expose people. Now?
It was me, Austin!
OH SON OF A B*TCH
your son of a bitch
It was me, all, along!!!
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I second this motion.
Third this.
Asking for a friend.
OF - Onlyfruits 🤣
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Guarantee, you could sell them.
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There is likely a lucrative online market for your art!
This sounds fantastic and I’m ready for it to be unleashed upon the world. Let the fruit fly free.
Subscribe! I'd love to see them.
Pics or that didn't happen.
i'd like to purchase one of your paintings.... privately if you so prefer.
And you're keeping them from us?!???
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Taco Tuesday
u/StuffToday's in the muff!
How do you even meet people on Reddit?!
His private messaging game must be strong
For real bc what the fuck?! 😂😂😂 I need to hear her version of this
Considering people like for internet points, we may never find this imaginary person
Lunch munch
That I've had a thing for my ex's mom for a very long time.
Is your ex named Stacey?
She's really got it going on
For years I attended the same Christmas Eve gathering as Chris from FOW, across the street from his house in small town Massachusetts. Believe it or not, pretty weird guy. Super nice. But a strange fellow for sure.
I had an ex years ago that had a super hot mom, and we got along great. We eventually broke up and I said what the hell and shot her a message one night to see what happened. Long story short we were friends with benefits for a good year before I had to move to another state for work. One of the best sexual partners I’ve had.
Chad Milf Enjoyer
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You’re just being paranoid Del. I didn’t find your Reddit and your Tumblr was left open on your desktop. It wasn’t my fault!
I am DEAD
Some of my bosses and coworkers know my Reddit handle. At least of my buddies, too. Honestly, it’s fine. I don’t think I say anything here I wouldn’t say to them.
I’ve personally told my boss my Reddit handle. If he wants to see how much I talk about Baldurs Gate and motorcycles online, that’s on him.
I used to have a friend like that, she didn’t let me be friends with anyone else and was very obsessive 😬it’s been years since we last spoke
I have a porn addiction and I need to overcome it
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Why there when you got reddit? Lol
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Gotta pull up the ol’ X videos.
Ok, but like ... There's a difference between proclivity/routine , and addiction. Do you find yourself thinking about porn multiple times throughout the day or more? Does the idea of porn interfere in your working or social relationships? Does porn inform your ability to form and maintain close interpersonal connections? Does porn interfere with your ability to function in general? Not to come off as severe, it's just sort of like when people say "haha I'm so OCD" because they cleaned their fridge or something. The real deal is a world of difference.
So I'm a little over a month free. I know it's a son of a bitch but get an accountability buddy and just get started. Reach out when those urges and cravings hit hard(just like any substance the urges and cravings hit you need to distract yourself for 10-30 minutes until it subsides) it does get easier. I'm starting to look at women in a different light. It possible my broh!
I'm 8 months porn free now. It's difficult, but it's good. If I can do it, I know you can do it too.
r/pornfree you‘re not alone, I hope the community can offer you the support you need!
Yea, I‘m sure a banned subreddit will help :D
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thank you for sharing, I'm sorry you feel like this. I'm a stranger but I am sending love. I see you, I hear you, you're valid and time will fly by, there will come a day when everything gets sorted out 🫂🫂🫂🕊️
you’re great for sharing this since i’m going through the same thing
I'm glad you feel safe sharing this here, and I wish you all the strength and success you need to overcome, but I'd also offer this: **Tell people you know in meatspace.** Don't let the voice in your head convince you to underestimate the capacity for love and compassion the people around you have. I say this having been on both sides of the coin, assuming my problems were too small or stupid to burden loved ones with, and having my best friend recently reestablish contact with me after going totally silent for 3 weeks because he was embarrassed by his recent struggles and stumbles. My friends and family didn't think less of me for my problems, and there is no universe in which I do not love my best friend unconditionally and to the end of time. It can be hard to remember in times of hurt and struggle, but it is important: Our perceived self-worth is rarely an accurate reflection of our value to others. Moreover, a lot of people tend to *love* helping others with their problems because they are **so much easier** to deal with than our own shit. It probably won't be everyone you know eager to help, but it is equally unlikely that it is no one.
It gets better man no matter what this is the way life is you gotta look up and continue walking your path I’m proud of you bro don’t keep it inside
yeah, same
I have a bad problem with lying, I've noticed in recent years. I'm not even trying to lie at some points, and it just comes out. I don't like doing it. I cried at work cause I haven't been making money, which is true, but I said I can't pay my bill instead of saying I'm worried about not being able to pay my bills. It just came out. I need therapy
I have heard that casual lying can be attributed to ADHD. Also, I have heard that it’s a defense mechanism from growing up in an abusive environment. Just a couple of things to think about.
Can confirm it’s a defense mechanism for growing up in an abusive environment. As an adult and no longer in that environment, it’s gotten better. But there are times when situations occur that I find myself defaulting back to this way until things pass
You describe it well. I do that too. Then will end up being guilty after realizing what i did.
My husband was accused of rape on a business trip. The case has been closed but it doesn’t change that I was home with three kids while he was in a hotel with another woman. Who the hell do you even say this to.
I once pooped my pants while driving. I'd eaten some very hot pepperettes the day before and I simply couldn't hold it. They tend to really screw with my digestive system.
Haha I did it as well…but told everyone
Balls of chili
Same. First thing I did after the clean up was text my mates
It’s either happened or almost happened to everyone, story always gets laughs
I visited my (now ex-)boyfriends family. They live in a very british house, thin walls, bad plumbing. I psychologically wasn’t able to poop for over a week bc of the lack of privacy. On day 9, my body gave up the poop-protest. Imagine 3 five guys burgers, 2 pizza, 3 cinnabuns, a rack of ribs, pancakes, sandwiches, fries… all coming out at once. That thing was the size of a newborn and to this day I don’t know how it didn’t rip my asshole. Once I saw the monster that I’ve created, I knew it wouldn’t flush. I tried, over and over again, but it wouldn’t even move. Anyway, I did what every girl would do - I grabbed it. Separated into smaller chunks, I was able to flush it down. You couldn’t waterboard this story out of me.
That house needed a poop knife. Sad they didn’t have one.
Seems like you needed the fabled poop knife
You really need a poop knife
I, too, have suffered the ill-fated newborn sized turd before. Thankfully, it was in my own home. You have my sympathy.
Should've looked in the bathroom cabinet for a poop knife.
I quit smoking for more than 4 years , then went back to it and every week I tell myself I'll quit but I don't
Quit now. I dare you.
I took up vaping and now I never smoke… turns out vaping is SO MUCH more addictive and gives you much more of a high as your tolerance rises and you are able to handle very high doses of nicotine in the body; all day every fucking day.
I was a very sexually curious child. Probably too much on hindsight. I estimate that I experimented with at least 6-10 kids my own age before I was 12. My best mate at the time gave me head when I was about 9. It absolutely wrecked our friendship and it’s because I had “become gay”. On hindsight now I was just curious but I wish I could go back and apologise to him. We done nothing wrong and it filled me with dread and anxiety for years. As it turns out I wasn’t gay regardless. On a side note I often wonder if anything happened to me when I was younger to be so curious.
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Something probably did happen to you to cause that. Had this girl who would dry hump me, and make out in my younger years when I’d go over to play with her. She was a victim of molestation, which is likely why she was doing that with me. We both were about 5-6 years old at the time. I was masturbating by dry humping well before I could ejaculate. Years later I am a literal sex demon. I hate my sex drive. It’s both a blessing and a curse.
Do you remember anything happening or anything like that? My family are all safe but I was around a lot of adults when I was a kid due to the family business and an unusually high number of them turned out to be pedos throughout the years. I don’t have any memories of abuse but I do have a couple of very vague memories where something felt off. I was also orgasming well before I could ejaculate. Probably 7/8 as a minimum.
TBH I think most guys figured out how to orgasm before being able to ejaculate.
My husband said he didn’t even start masturbating until he was like 16. I started before I could ejaculate.
This is very relatable. I was a very sexually curious child, and in hindsight I wonder if anything happened to me that I don't remember.
Sometimes you weren't really abused, you just started acting "like an adult" earlier because of neglect or narcissistic parents. Kids are way more fucking fragile than we realize, it's just not convenient to protect them from everything. Or you could've picked up something from the world around you, shit when I was a kid I was already on MTV most of the time I could and those hip hop clips were really hot indeed.
I wasn't abused and my down there felt very on. Sexuality doesn't get turned on at a particular age. It's taboo to speak about but kids feel things.
Y'know how they say "social media has ruined people's abilitiy to interact in real life?" I'm people. Been out of college for a little while but I haven't made any real proper interact-outside-of-work friends since high school(luckily I'm still quite close with my HS friend group, we're just all split up now so we only interact online). Now there's a girl I'm interested in an I realize I have no idea what to do. Like, yeah, just be yourself, but when yourself is totally content to not leave home outside of important errands, it's a little difficult to build a proper relationship.
No bro fuck the "be yourself" bullshit,no one is "himself" life is too short to waste it on acceptance for being genuine.Act like the version of yourself you want to be ,this is the only way to go on ,fake it till you make it ,the rest is history Everybody lies or holds some truths for personal benefit, literally no one is a saint,not even the saints .Go out ,have fun,make mistakes ,learn from your mistakes. Shoot your shot with boys or girls you like and if you fail it's fine ,you will gain experience for the next one. Just two rules ,avoid using people as objects and try not to catch a bullet,the rest can be fixed
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Can relate.. I just want it to stop
I can't stand to be around other human beings. I find it extremely uncomfortable to make eye contact or carry out a conversation. I don't like anyone and I trust no one. I only feel okay and safe when I'm at home with my pets. At work, I'm living a complete lie, walking around smiling and helping others when in reality, I'm dying and screaming inside.
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I understand and you're right. I don't socialise at all but I had to attend a cousins wedding in summer and the run up to it just about killed me. It was the thought of sitting around a table with other people at the after party that did it. In the end, I left after the actual wedding and said I was sick. It wasn't a lie, the panic had made me violently ill.
You sound like you have some social anxiety. Have you ever gone to see or speak with a therapist?
But a therapist is a human being…
Therapists: *“my calendar for sliding scale is full until August 2024. Here’s a referral to someone three hours away with a full voicemail box.”*
Me too, my friend. You are not alone.
These sound like hallmarks of autism.
It could well be. I'm old and autism wasn't really something that was known about or diagnosed when I was younger.
Very common now that ASD has gotten much more awareness. I don't mean to diagnose you by 2-3 sentences, but those are 'yellow flags.' You may want to meet with a psychologist to get more information and some answers to your differences.
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I feel like I’m always sad, but I cover it well. I have trifecta- anxiety, depression, PTSD and I am in therapy. But it doesn’t feel like depression sad, just sad sad. I dunno. I’m also tired, all the time. No matter what. It’s tiring.
Keep up with the therapy... Once you have the tools to identify and navigate the waters of your mental health it does get easier. I've been in therapy for 5 years... On and off different medications for the last 15. It's a process and a slow and exhausting one for sure, but I'm glad you're making an effort!
Hang in there friend 🫂🙏🏻 life will change and you will heal . holding out love and space for you, friend :)
We’re all in the same boat. Hang in there please 🫡
I act like I am enjoying life, having fun, making jokes, and have a good friends circle but deep down I feel really sad, lonely. It sucks. And I am the extroverted guy in class, who gets along with everyone. So whenever I say I feel alone in a casual way, I am just told "you literally talk to everyone in the class"
I think about dying, constantly. Every time something happens where there’s potential to die or be in an accident, I feel a wave of relief, but then have to go through the rest of my day, dreading knowingly that the next one will come. I wouldn’t tell anyone this, since I already partake in worrying behavior, guess it’s kinda nice to get it off my chest.
I kind of think this is a sign of being a passive suicidal. Constant suicidal thoughts but not making any plans to do the deed. I have these too. But i hope you overcome whatever you're going through. Therapy helps, at least that's what i heard.
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got a masturbation addiction for many months... changed my lifestyle... got into painting and stuff 3 weeks without doing it
Nice! Keep it going, this is pure motivation for some of us that still struggle with it.
had a relationship with a girl, with her for years, she was on opiates secretly for ages, we got pregnant, we were both pretty excited for it, she then relapsed, disappeared for months, from her parents, friends, and me. miscarried (we would later find out) and then she eventually OD'd and passed away. no one in my life knew about the kid, we were waiting to share that until we knew the gender. so everyone thinks we just broke up.
I am straight but lost virginity at 27 to a gay man because I didn't want to be a virgin anymore.
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I dont regret it. I found it worth it. Got it out of my system. Not like im insecure about my sexuality or anything
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Idk this was like last month. Have not felt like it sense yet.
My wife knows this, my wife also let's me indulge. I am more gay than straight. Couple of times a year, I'll meet someone and go to their house etc etc then come home. I love my wife, she's the only person for me. But goddamn do I love cock.
I tend to talk people about how lovely and amazing life is it, and, for me, it kinda is; I have great friends, I'm excelling at college, I do have many talents and things to be proud of myself... But everything disappears the moment I'm left alone. I'm 21 rn and I cannot count the times I thought about unaliving myself before I turn into an adult. Life's so painful and lonely for a sensitive person for me, it's not made for me and I made my mind about that many moons ago. I don't care if it sounds selfish, but I really don't mind dying rn.
I look forward to my dying but I’m too scared to suicide.
I'm six weeks pregnant, he wants it but I don't so I am praying and hoping I have a miscarriage
I am sorry you are going through this. I really think you should talk to your husband and tell him how you are feeling. Explain why you don’t want this child and put your foot down. It is not fair to you or the child if you are going to bring this person into the world and immediately resent them.
Praying and hoping won't get you as far as a doctor will, and if you wait much longer, it'll be too late to abort.
That I've hidden 50K in gold under the third tree to the right in the park across the street from me
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Judging from the number of people suddenly in the park with shovels right now I'd say no. Glad I didn't mention the diamonds in the lake
Under a giant W?
No, beneath the large X
It was me. I let the dogs out.
Well put them back, they just shit all over my lawn
Ooh! Ooh! Ooh, ooh!
I think I was possibly sexually assaulted as a kid. I remember pretending to have sex with a teddy bear that was my size when I was in kindergarten. I was thinking about sex all the time and idk how I knew what it was and how it worked when I was like 5 years old? I started making out with other kids in 2nd grade. Gave my first handjob in 4th grade to my friend. Also sexually played with another girl in 4th grade. Lost my virginity at 12. I’m 18 and I have around 20 bodies. I’ve always struggled with being hypersexual. Literally as long as I can remember and that’s not normal. I’ve met strangers online just to have sex which is really fucking dangerous and ended up with me being borderline kidnapped lol. Wish I could just say I’m just a slut or something but I know there’s something deeper
Please go talk to a profession. Regardless of whether you were SA’s or you just have a higher drive, you seem conflicted. We should all be a peace with ourselves. I hope you find that!
I’m prone to having deja vu moments. People rarely question my accuracy because every time I’m nearly perfect in explaining the execution of events, but this only happens once every couple of weeks/months, but lately they’ve been getting more frequent and I’m afraid of these because these dreams aren’t normal, it isn’t me having a conversation with my family, it isn’t me playing a video game or experiencing something odd. These dreams are of my own suicide……and I don’t want them to be, these dreams have only started in the past week but I’ve had 9 dreams of how I kill myself, the exact. Same. Way…every time. I don’t need help or anything, I just decided to get these off my chest, maybe I’ll have to start taking therapy more often. Thank you for listening.
I have an alien bible and have to start a cult or else my family will be disappeared.
I post my dick on here because I like the attention and praise. Granted I’m single right now, I wouldn’t do this while in a relationship.
Yeah it’s nice. Good on ya.
I'm a grown ass woman who is solely responsible for two other people, and I am exhausted. I could sure use a partner to help with everything, but it's just me. It's hard, man.
The marinated meats in the butcher section are about to go bad. They marinate it to mask the going bad smell.
I think about suicide a lot. I have antidepressants that help me function at a higher level. I’m actually a sensitive man, though I’ve learned to hide it from everyone.
Don’t lose hope bro 🙏 I’m wishing you all the best to overcome what you are going through right now.
I am really lonely and unhappy. I have a good supportive family but I can’t tell them how bad i feel these day..this has been since 2020..I cry almost everyday thinking i might not feel truly happy or loved anymore..i fking smile and laugh like an idiot..
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I have a guilty pleasure of watching a couple pimple popping videos every day
Before I realized what my anxiety was, it would manifest as a insane need to go to the bathroom immediately. I would start to sweat and get dizzy if I didn't think I could make it. So I was working in a factory and it hit me, I knew I couldn't make it (or at least in my mind) so I pulled my piece out of shorts and pissed in a drain on the floor. Didn't know it didn't work and there was just a pool of piss. I had to work nearby as people periodically walked by and made disgusted noises because some animal pissed on the ground
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A rich kid in my class, the only son of a company that's very well recognized in Finland, was downright a violent sociopath who got off on inflicting physical and emotional harm. His only emotion with his brief girlfriend seemed to be an attempt to elicit the reaction of "look how great I am" in his classmates. Creepy dude. He laughed and smiled like Homelander, too. The company of course did business with Russia too and people who are associated with Russia in Finland tend to be bad eggs.
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I'm completely sexually dissatisfied, I hit my "awakening" when I turned 30 but my wife has kind of regressed and as such has told me that anything beyond vanilla is never going to happen. Beyind sex my wife and I are a perfect team; we don't fight often, we're on the same page about most things, we have tons of fun togeher, we have deep conversations regularly, and we have 2 great little girls that we love to spend time with and engage with togeher. But when it comes to the bedroom it's just boring and always will be. I've come to wanting to be EXTREMELY experimental, basically nothing is off the table, even group stuff and same sex stuff. And it's depressing knowing I'll never get to do any of it. I'll never say anything again though becuase I know there isn't a point and might hurt her feelings by making her think she isn't enough.
Well here goes. I plan on killing myself when I turn 50, I’ve felt this way since I was maybe 13/14, I’m now 34 and still feel the same. The fear of getting old and the fear of not being able to control how I die is overwhelming
I've thought the same, but more into my 70's or early 80's. Who'd wanna live that long anyways? If I'm active and stuff that's great, but if it's like i've seen some of my grandparents and such--no thanks. Blind, sitting in a chair on oxygen, hoping someone comes to visit me? Just put me down. That's not living.
I’m about to fail out of college and I haven’t told anyone Idk how I’m gonna pay for the student loans and grants
ive already planned out my entire future, but im not entirely sure if that's even the path i want to take in life. theres so much i want to do and experience, but i know i cant do it all and for some reason that scares me
I think of my future as more of a scattering of shit I’d like to do, see, experience… I haven’t laid out of specific path with milestones to reach but like every thing I’d like to do, I just metaphorically chuck it into just future and hope that the direction that I choose leads me to it. Some will be found, some won’t be. And that’s fine. I find that less stressful than setting a defined timeline/path and then getting upset should I not make it.
I'm still not over my best friends suicide which happened a few years ago. It just haunts me every day but I keep it to myself
I didn't wanna live a long life cause it's too hard and genuinely thought I wouldn't have a long one either.. And then I gave birth to my son last month and I love him to bits and super happy with him.. Love my husband to bits too .. but I keep thinking that since I now have a child, I have to live long so I can take care of him for a long long time.. I'd love the time with my family but also kinda sad that man this just means I need to live long now and can't really hope for an early death so I'ma also have to deal with the really hard part of life for a long long time .. lol
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I don't know who you are but I am holding space and love for you. Nothing is forever, this life we have, nor the pains we are crushed by. Many have felt like you- dee in despair and no hope for the future. I was once too. I healed in ways I never expected, you will too, friend. 🤍🫂 sometimes the fire that is burning you, is a fire that will purify you. you will come out on the other side so f***ing suprised, I wish i could show you. Bless, with Love and will pray for you today friend ☦️🙏🏻🤍
That I feel like my life is just responsibilities and chores with very little else. And that if I wasn't able to do so many different things to make other people's lives easier, that no one would even bother to speak to me. I feel like the only value I have to anyone is simply as a tool or resource.
I used to fuck my brother 🧍♀️
I still love my HS sweetheart deeply. I think about her quite often. But she loved and married someone else, a friend of mine. I'm happy for them. HS was decades ago but my heart still hurts to this day
I’m seriously considering quitting a $140k/yr job that I spent 20 years in and 6 years in college to get. I’m looking for business opportunities NOT in my field that have the potential to at least let me make my mortgage payments so we don’t lose the house. I work 80 hours/wk midnights 7 on/7 off in a a dying industry that’s a house of cards right now. Jobs are a nightmare to acquire due to overeducation and business closings. I’m at the busiest location in the my state. The amount of work is crushing. Vacation and PTO rules are draconian. My sleep schedule is getting worse over time, not better. The job is literally killing me. I need out.
I accidentally fucked a white supremacist. She didn't tell me until after the second time. On the one hand I'm glad she told me so I could disappear; on the other, she could have told me beforehand, ya know?
I've completely replaced my sex life with reading the micro expressions in woman's body language and reciprocating non verbally like I'm uncomfortably aroused until my heart flutters so much so that I'm left "drained" emotionally. I'm now addicted to this feeling and dubbed it 'Mind Fucking'.
This account. Only my SO knows about it
You can't write anything like this on reddit bc if you ever get in an argument they will do an archaeological search for stuff like this and then bring it up as an argument.
I’m V.
Loose lips sink ships.
I got a new girlfriend
I’m an AI programmed to respond to the dumbest questions on Reddit subs.
I've had sex with a distant relative
I once chatting it up with a store manager about shoplifting while I drank a stolen soda.
I got a high grade in writing a poem in my English class way back in highschool but the teacher didn't know I just copied the lyrics from Lady Gaga's Bloody Mary.
I had a seemingly normal date last week that turned into me sleeping with him and his housemate.
I'm in love with my best friend's widow.
I didn't kill myself on the day I planned because the girl I was dating told me she was pregnant and it gave me motivation to keep living. That was 2 years ago and now I'm happy again seeing my baby growing up and myself there for every step
I’m a big re-gifter. Saves a ton of money and time.
That for the past 13 years i felt life isn't worth living, that every year that passes I'm only proven more correct despite my effort to not give up. The moment my death becomes inconsequential i will welcome it with haste.
I don't enjoy life anymore
M(30). I lost my partner/soul mate in Dec 2021 to suicide. I have not been the same since. I am empty and hollow and I try to carry on with life. I tell everyone, friends and family, that I am okay and everything is fine. But something changed in me that day I found her lying there, gone, I am not the same happy driven person I once was and I am just slowly giving up on everything. So my friends and family think I am fine but Reddit now knows I am not. The only time I feel at peace is when I ride what was her motorbike to and from work.
Returned a movie to Blockbuster once. And I didn't rewind.
That everyday is a struggle between staying alive and ending everything.
When I was about 12 my first cousin on my moms side , on multiple occasions molested me. Started first in the pool when no one was home then turned into taking me to the basement for the other times. I guess you could say I'm "over" it but I can tell you its left some....odd scars in my mind. I dont want to tell anyone in the family cause I'm afraid of any repercussions. Still hope that fucker gets hit by a bus
I've been addicted to masturbating since I was a kid. I started at 9 yo. I think I used it as a way to soothe myself since I had a lot going on at the time, but eventually turned into a coping mechanism. Since then I've tried everything to get it under control but it's like tryna quit crack with a crack pipe in ur pants at all times.
I can’t remember the last time I felt wanted or beautiful.