I'm so disappointed in myself. I never did enough to get drunk, but it's still eating away at me

EDIT: I dumped the mouthwash. I'm going to a meeting.

Thank you all

I've been so conflicted about this for the last couple days. "Quick" story, I live with this guy, I'm a girl, and I think that could be kind of uncomfortable on paper but this man is the sweetest. Like, terrified of making me feel unsafe because of him being a guy. Not in a way that he's always walking on eggshells around me, just that he's very dedicated to making me feel safe. Imagine the kinda guy that gets very stressed about walking behind women at night and ends up crossing to the other side of the street to avoid scaring them. It's pretty cute.

So okay, I saw his dick. Kind of a lame story, I just woke up very early, passed by his room and his door was just open enough that I accidentally sneaked a peek. Summer's been rough, he's been leaving his door cracked open for months and we never had a problem, but I think his cat pushed it open and I just happened to wake up before him (rare). Bad set of circumstances.

I just closed the door a little and went back to my room. I figured it'd be nice to give him the privacy, but also I realized that if he found out he'd flashed me in his sleep it'd probably fuck him up. Like, for the usual reasons you don't want people seeing you naked, but also because he'd spiral over making me uncomfortable. I had to insist to this same man that he could be shirtless around me, so imagine hanging dong.

But then I've also been feeling a little shitty for \*not\* telling him. Isn't that the kind of thing you should let people know? I feel burdened with knowledge. But then he'd feel awful and be convinced he made me uncomfortable. Truth be told, this is anonymous, I liked what I saw, big whoop. But obviously I'm not telling him \*that\*. So I've settled on keeping the secret and waiting for winter to arrive so I don't have to face that moral dilemma again.

Up until the time I was in middle school, I thought a Jehovah’s Witness was someone who actually saw him. Mind was blown till I found out it was a religion

I was raped by my aunt between the ages of 5-7 to the point I don't like giving women oral. I never told anyone as a kid cause I had thought I was winning and when I told my best friend at age 15 he called me a bitch and that I was lucky it wasn't til I was age 23 did I realize how fucked up in the head it made it. I still haven't been able to tell my family.

when ppl ask about my parents i say my mom passed when i was 19. she didnt. shes alive, town two hours from here, havent spoken since 2014

it honestly started as an accident. girl in my dorm asked and i said "shes not around anymore" meaning shes not in my life, and the girls face did the thing, and i just. let her think it. it was SO much easier. no follow ups, no "have you tried reaching out," no one telling me family is family

and then i did it again with someone else on purpose and its been 11 yrs and my husband thinks his mother in law is dead. hes said stuff like "i wish i couldve met her." he put her in the memorial part of our wedding program. i looked at that program and said nothing

idk how to undo this. theres no version of that conversation where i come out the other side as someone he still fully knows

So a while back. Actually, probably about 10 years now. My then fiancé now ex-wife had a little party while I was out of town with a group of her friends at my old apartment. I knew one of the guys that was there had a crush on her and we were pretty freshly engaged at that point.

Well, we were checking in with each other throughout the night and I could tell she really wasn’t paying much attention to me. When we were talking when I got home a day or two later, she looked extremely guilt ridden and remorseful and said she wanted to talk about something. Her version of the story at the time was that he was very flirtatious the entire night and they all had a few drinks and she said she definitely had thoughts of possibly doing something with him.

Now what I found out later from some of the other people that were there is they don’t know 100% what happened but at some point, she was definitely naked and she was with him in my bedroom. One of the guys that was there told me he looked through the crack of the door and definitely saw her tits were out, but he couldn’t see what they were doing. I wasn’t even too upset at that guy because he was kind of looking out for me and hey, my ex-wife has some really really nice tits. One of her female friends that was there who I was kind of close with messaged me a few weeks after and said something along the lines of “ I’m so sorry she did that to you”. When I asked her did what the girl pretty much would not answer

At the time I was so unconfident and so shy that I never fully confronted her about it because she apologized for what she called the flirting. When I think about that now or even a few years ago when I would think about it all of a sudden that was a huge turn on. Picturing this guy playing with my than fiancé’s tits and let’s face that they probably had sex. Or at least did a lot of stuff if she was naked.

Towards the end of our marriage, I started to realize that turned me on, but I never actually confronted her about it instead we would post some pictures on Reddit and I would really enjoy the comments. One time she flashed a group of people outside our house and it turned me on completely.

Now, later in life, I really have no desire to have a relationship, but at the same time, I would really really love to experience something like that again

Its hard to find a place to start. I've been married for over 6 years now together for 8 years, the person I married is kind, loving and they are my best friend. I however unfortunately have a few secrets that I'm not very proud of. I am a kinky individual who married vanilla. My spouse is aware of that however unfortunately because of my desires every now and then I get an itch of wanting more. I've tried to introduce some things in the bedroom various times but It was never successful. I would never wish to coerce my spouse to do something they don't want to do so I've let it be. I've been unfaithful to my spouse very early on in our dating phase on four separate occasions but never during our marriage. They do not know of this infidelity. I love my spouse and I do not wish to be romantically involved with anyone else, they emotionally and mentally complete me, just not physically. I love sex and more so with new people. Recently at work a coworker has given me signals of their interest in me, we spend a lot of time talking after work and we have bonded very well. I am very interested in them physically and the feeling is mutual. They are aware I am married. I've been avoiding them now because I know I will fall to temptation if they catch me at the right time and opportunity. I feel so frustrated sexually, and mentally its eating me up. I've been extremely active this week with my spouse from the sheer excitement but I will admit my spouse and I have very different need levels. I've been taking care of myself and watching videos when my spouse isn't in the mood but I am still feeling frustrated. I don't know what is wrong with me and I feel so lost and disappointed with myself. I have been 100% faithful during our entire marriage. I'm most likely going to see someone (sex therapist) about this because I've never felt an urge this strong to step outside of my marriage to sleep with someone. I've had urges many times but nothing like this. I'm assuming its because of the chemistry and bonding we've had that it feels more desirable than just a stranger. Maybe its the thrill. I simply do not know. Thank you for reading. I really needed to let this out. I need to work really hard on myself so I can be a good spouse when it comes to being faithful.

yes i said it. i wish i could exploit my youth and beauty to get free money for my time and attention and never have to labour in this shitty job market despite years of education.

just a wish

I have told part of this story here before, but things in my life have came up that have made it a very prominent experience in my mind. I want to talk to people about it, but talking to real people about this is physically impossible for me. My throat closes and I am filled with embarrassment, so I have come here. Firstly I would like to say that my memory of my childhood is very sparse and blurry so I don't quite know the specifics of how everything ended up how it did, but i have enough to recall. I don't believe i was abused or anything, but I do think I hit puberty early or something. I am currently a 20 year old male. I was seven when I got my first Kindle fire, which is a tablet if you don't know. I was also very sexually curious at this age for some reason, so i quickly discovered adult videos at that same age.

I was pretty chill with the adult videos and stuff, my parents never checked my internet usage ever, which led me to some wacky places. One such place was this app called Amino (iykyk). Its kind of like discord where you join this online community centered around a topic and chat with strangers. I was ten when i first got on there. I joined the "furry" Amino because I liked the cool wolf on the cover page. At ten I started chatting with older people and eventually started "erping" which is basically sexting if you don't know. I was already acquainted with adult videos, so it wasn't necessarily anything new to me. I did this with older guys for a while until I discovered Omegle at around eleven. There i started basically mutually masturbating with any old guy who didn't care I wasn't a girl. I can't really say why or how I did it, I really only remember blurs and concepts of things. My childhood wasn't even that bad but I can say that I don't have any happy childhood memories.

When I was thirteen I discovered Grindr. I arranged to meet up with multiple dudes that didn't care about my age, but my account got banned before i met with anyone. Then a year later, at fourteen, I ended up joining the app again. This time I wasn't honest with my age, said I was 19, and snuck out of the house to meet with them. Obviously things went down, then i would just go home. This is what weighs me down so much. I violated the consent of these men by lying. Some of these men were married, none knew that they were sleeping with a child, and if we were caught, that's a registry with prison time for them. Now I have to live with it forever. I don't even know exactly why I did it. I think it's because at this time those men were the only people who actually wanted to be around me. I didn't have any friends and I can't really remember my home life. It's no excuse for what I did but maybe an explanation for where my head was at the time. I just hope they forgot about me.

I'm a girl but sometimes while I'm lost in thought I just kinda dream about being a guy born as one experiencing a life as a man I'm not trans but just if i could have a chance too be born as one live as one experience moments like one.Id be bisexual probably I wouldn't be hyper masculine but I'd I've had a comfortable style or somewhat feminine features with a cool style..I'd also be more comfortable in my body perhaps and out going aswell I'd also be a freak probably

I'm a newly discovered bi male, I'm attracted to really anything feminine, including women, femboys, trans women, etc. I've always had a high libido (even being single for 12 years), and one thing I fantasize about A LOT, is making a femboy or trans woman cum handsfree. I've struggled with getting it off my chest as I have a relatively "conservative" upbringing. Have never really shared with anyone, so I figured I'd vent my frustrations here 😅 thank you for listening

I'm chronically ill and I lost my job a few months ago, the one thing I told myself after escaping poverty so bad it almost led to me and my family starving was to never get in that situation again.

I moved and I hate financially relying on my roommate, it feels horrible, I've always hated having to rely on others for money especially since I was the main earner for my family, I supported both my mom and brother. Anyway, I have put in so many applications it's insane, every spot I possibly could I've put an application in for, it's either silence or a no.

So, with my mental health also in a horrible place I can't handle also being a burden.

Sometimes when I walk outside men ask me what I cost, you know, like they think I'm a prostitute and I wish I could say I haven't considered it because of the situation I'm in. It seems like easy money, but also I could be murdered or get given some disease and I don't have health insurance.

But also..money, and maybe good money. I won't, but it is a genuine mental debate for me, I'm already in debt at 20, on cashapp just under 100 and medical debt which.. Jesus I'm scared to know the full total I owe.

I wish I could say I don't spend my days other than trying to get a job and get my GED thinking about how to get money, and most of it means losing what little dignity I have left, or killing myself. Honestly I've been wanting to do that anyway, that way I'm not a financial burden and I don't have to suffer with medical issues or anything. Not my first time attempting, I'm becoming more ok with it being my last.

Recently to.. stabilize my mental health I did relapse with sh, so I'm less of a mental burden, it calms me down, you know? I stopped eating as much, and I don't ask to go get groceries anymore, I've lost weight but I prefer to lose weight than be a waste of money and space.

Anyway, so I confess, if I get any mentally worse and stay broke I might turn to prostitution, I don't really care much about myself anymore anyway. I also just might give up all together.

I just feel really alone and lost, I feel horrible about my existence.

I had no sexual attraction for my coworkers, she’s an older female probably in her early 40s, just your average coworker. But as of recent she’s been wearing these see through leggings and every single day her underwear can be seen. I have no attraction to her but I can’t help but find a way to look at her ass every single day to see what she’s wearing. I’m not sure if I just keep looking for make it known and ask as if nothings happening

So this story takes place about 2 1/2 years ago when I was a junior in high school. I live in a small town with only a few restaurant options, so this place I worked at was entirely staffed by girls I went to school with. I had worked there for a couple years and at times business would get pretty slow, so the high school gossip would go crazyyy lol. Our small town has another small town about a mile away with its own other school, the two towns are pretty isolated together. This is important because before living in the current small town with my high school and restaurant, I went to the other school for most of my life, so I knew just about everybody and the employees at the restaurant were integrated.

Anyway, here's what happened. There's this girl from my old school that was pretty much my lesbian awakening, super masculine tomboy and she had been her whole life, she was so kind to me even though I was basically a loser/floater kid. We had the best times together. I always kinda thought she was gay but I never pushed her on it and ultimately saw her more as a good friend rather than a crush. She was pretty popular and we live in a small rural redneck town so it makes sense that she stayed closeted while other girls including myself came out in middle school.

But this isn't about her, I did not out her. She ended up coming out sophomore year which I had no knowledge of since I had moved to the new town/school my freshman year. While working, I was talking to one of the girls from my old school and we somehow got on the topic of my old friend, since her and her family were really close. My coworker ends up telling me that my old friend is dating a girl from my school. I was so ecstatic and I got ahead of myself, I just get really happy and warm when I hear someone has come out and/or has a girlfriend because I'm just really happy for them. I was even more happy to hear she was dating a girl from my school who was also extremely popular, amazing at sports, and just a really nice girl. It made me happy because I just love to see lgbtq people come out of such a conservative closeted environment.

But from the way my coworker was telling me, I thought this was just common knowledge I hadn't heard about yet since I never payed close attention to that group of girls in high school, and she was also younger than me.

One thing led to another, and I told some of my friends.. who then told others.. who then told others.. and I come to find out that this girl had done everything in her power to not be out yet.(she was dating my old friend in almost complete secret, and my coworker only knew because she was really close to them) Her family is very conservative, she's already in the eye of everyone because of her popularity meaning if people knew, she would be scrutinized. And she was. It was like the news of the century in my high school. Everyone was talking about it, boys began picking on her and I could just see how much this all affected her.

I've never felt so terrible, I had never even spoken to this girl before and somehow Im the cause of probably the most traumatizing high school experience for her, and she still had 3 years left of this. I didn't know what to do, and ultimately no one knew where the rumor originated from (me) so I was never questioned about it. I feel so terrible. It's almost been 3 years and I think about it all the time. I wished I had apologized to her and I can't believe I contributed to something like this.

I feel ashamed. I am happily married with a 3 year old son and I feel absolutely disgusted with myself for this, but I need to get it off my chest.

I (32F) have a coworker (19M) who I only see once a week, due to the nature of our job. We work together pretty closely because of our clients, and he openly flirts with me whenever he gets the chance. He recently added me on social media, and his feed is basically just him flexing shirtless at the gym. I didn’t follow him back. The next time I saw him, he asked me why I didn’t follow him back, and I told him that I thought it was inappropriate and I was being considerate of my husband. I am pretty firm with my loyalty to my husband whenever he tries to flirt with me and I always call him a baby because of our age difference. Last night I had a VERY vivid dream about him, and now I can’t stop thinking of him. I’m suddenly so attracted to him and have even looked at his socials a few times just to oggle him. I ended up blocking him on everything, but now I feel dirty and ashamed. He’s just a child. Something like this has never happened to me before and now I’m sitting here crying about it.

I don't know what you would call it but those older women with braces be so fucking hot dude. And then the braces make their lips plump and just fuck man.

And it's rare too. You really never see an older woman with braces but fuck. That shit gets me going bro. They be so fucking hot 10 out of 10 times. Especially if they thick too goddamn! Man fuck. I haven't seen one in awhile but man let me see one again and I'm spitting game.

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I (15M) live with my mom (49F). My mom is actually a very pretty woman and looks much younger than her age. I often went through bullying with like “your mom is hot” jokes.

A few days ago, a friend came to our house. When we were sitting in the living room, he told my mom he took classes on foot massage and he could give her a foot massage. Actually I know my friend has a foot fetish and he just made this up to touch my mom. He gave my mom a massage for like half an hour. To be honest, I think my mom enjoyed the massage because she was giggling. I don’t know why but I saw her touching my friend’s cheek with her bare foot a few times.

My friend told almost all our classmates that he gave my mom a foot massage and that my mom even touched his face with her foot. Everyone started making fun of me. We had a student parent gathering with my classmates at a friend’s house. My mom was wearing sandals, she took them off insids and was completely barefoot. Everyone made fun of me by pointing out my mom’s soles and toes. At school, people make fun of me because of it. All these makes me feel ashamed of her.