It's been 17 days since we've known each other. It's a distant relationship. He's in Northern Ireland and I'm in Cambodia. We had very good chats for the first time we met and I began to have this unique feeling for him. I understand the time zone is a big barrier for us to meet online and we're both busy with our work. I appreciate so much his effort of keeping this relationship that sometimes he has to wake up so late at night for my own comfort so that we can chat. It's my first time in life i have this feeling that i have to admit that each time we say goodbye after we chat, my heart starts to beat fast and wish i could stop the time flying. I dont know if he has this same feeling but all i want to say is that I miss your voice, your words, your laugh and the time we spent together. I miss you so muchhhhhhhhh and you are every second of mine.

I am a pathological liar. I cant seem to stop myself from lying all the time. I've lied about having depression, being pregnant, having a baby, trying to commit suicide, being abused by an ex partner, money, food etc. I hate myself for it and wish I could stop, but I cant seem to help myself. I've even lied about being raped

When I was 13 I was raped by two older boys I went to school with while at school in the bathroom. I didnt tell anyone and had to endure seeing those two boys at school everyday. A few weeks after it happened I started feeling bad and I missed my period so I stole a pregnancy test from a pharmacy and found out I was pregnant. I kept a secret for a while but decided it was time to tell my parents. The very day I had planned on telling my parents that I was pregnant and that I wanted to keep the baby, I was at school in gym and blood started to pour down my legs. Everyone laughed because they thought I was on my period but what happened was I lost the baby. Ive never been the same. I am now married and have been blessed with a beautiful baby boy but I will never get over what happened to me. Ive never told anyone. This is even the first time Ive ever even written it down. Its been a painful secret thats been kept in my head and heart for years now. Please pray for me.

I'll e-admit to having recurring dreams about my hot, older sister lately. Some light and flirty, involving only physical playing around, kissing, etc, but some more graphic and active. Had these years ago, thought they were done, but apparently not. She and I have messed around in the past, but not in years, so why the steamy dreams now? Sometimes, I can FEEL her in bed with me. Why, after years, would these dreams start up again? Whenever we're together now, it's as good as before. Get along great, hug, light, quick-lip kiss goodbye, and lot of innuendo joking around. Just haven't had these types of dreams about, and only about her in long time. Do I still lust after her? I also admit, there was a time we said we'd stop messing around but didn't, choosing instead to sneak around at a friend's hunting cabin...But these dreams are so...REAL..

I am sad because no one really understands what I feel inside me. My dad is sick and I try to help out as best as I can. But it seems like everything I do when I do it at my best ability and how I know how, is not good enough for him but mostly his mother. She uses hateful words against me, calling me names an its starting to affect me to the point that I don't care anymore and I want to hurt myself. And she tells me that I don't care about my father and I don't love him aand i know I do. She also makes him believe it. And she trash talks my mother behind her back. I don't feel comfortable at home anymore at would rather me out. But I can't speak out because it's not my place.

I'm 26 and I still wet myself. My bladder control is so poor, sometimes I can't even hold my pee long enough to get from the bedroom to the bathroom. I pee on myself so often I wear diapers to bed and whenever I go out in public. I feel like I can't relate to anyone, it's hard dealing with the shame of being my age and still needing to wear diapers.

My mother married a man after college and had a baby girl, who I call my big sister. I love her so much and she loves me. But then, things went wrong. That man was not giving the love my mother needed. Seeking companionship, my mother started having an affair with another man. The only two reasons she picked him was because he gave attention and looked like the man she was married to. Then, she got pregnant. With her lover's baby. With me. My mother broke off the affair and gave birth to me. Just to make sure, she did a DNA test to see if I really was her lover's child. My mom waited 11 months before she told her husband that she gad an affair and that I was not his. He told her he loved me. That it didn't matter that I wasn't related to him, he would take care of me any way. He lied. He later recieved two beautiful girls whom I love dearly from a different marriage, after my mom and him got divorced. He loves them.Why doesn't he love me? What's wrong with me?

I am a young girl and have been watching porn and masturbating I belive this is a sin and would like for someone to pray with me...