All my friends think im struggling casue i dont make enough money. the truth is i make enough money i just spend on stupid shit. Im addicted to Pills and i hide it from my friends. i waste money on it without anyone knowing and they all think im trying my best. i know im deceiving them and the pills are a problem but the urge is so damn strong when i get money. I know all these things get found out eventually but i feel so bad and so torn between what im doing and what is right. I Think I Need Help

I flirt with guys who have girlfriends just to see if they'll flirt back.

I was married to a beautiful woman with borderline personality disorder for seventeen years. She was horrendous emotionally. She severely abused our children. She drove away all of my friends and put me in eternal debt buying drugs, cars, and anything shiny that caught her attention. She fucked other men after I paid for her breast augmentation. For five years she stalked one poor bastard she met in a college night class. This guy never even knew her name. She has been fired from every job she ever had (on one job she got fired before the end of her shift on her first day). Her mother and father finally quit talking to her, her brothers and sisters want nothing to do with her, everyone who ever met her hates her, her children despise her. Now I have custody of the kids and she is in a mental institution. She is the meanest bitch that ever lived and I still love her so much it hurts...

All I want out of life is a wife and children. I will stop at nothing to achieve that. I've cheated on every woman i've ever been with. I keep thinking "i'll find her, i'll find her". I think I may have found her, but was too used to continually looking for the one, that I missed it. That was about 2 girlfriends back. I think of the simpler times when a man found a woman, they fell in love, they just stayed together. It was just that. There were no other choices. I have had too many choices. I'm a slut, and should be able to just be happy rather than never satisfied. I feel bad, I use my excuse of wanting a family to hurt people.

I am sleeping with a married man (separated actually, but I don`t think it makes it any better).I don`t feel any guilt, it`s strange...I actually feel great. Well, if he doesn`t love his wife anymore, why shouldn`t he be happy w/ someone else.That`s all, I better not say anything else...but if someone told me a month ago I was going to be someone`s mistress I would have told them to go to hell. Life is strange, people are strange. In fact the actual situation shapes us as a person.And I am not trying to justify what I am doing.

I have never told any of my friends that I'm no longer a virgin. Part of me thinks that they'll look down on me for not being one, and part of me doesn't think it's there business. I enjoy sex, and I treat my body with respect, but I don't think they'd understand that.

I'm in love with her, she was my best friend, for a couple of days after telling her and finding she has probably the same feelings, she started to ignore me...she doesn't return my phone calls or anything else. I'm desperate....I should have kept my mouth shut. Why did she let me kiss her, hold her...I hate myself.

For the first time, I feel like I've found someone who I could really have a relationship with. It scares me. I don't want to be hurt. But at the same time, it's all too thrilling. I love it