So i went out with this guy for a month and a half. He was my first serious boyfriend and i really liked him. He was sweet, caring, considerate, friendly, (even my parents liked him) and a brilliant kisser. Things were going well, or so i thought. Anyway, long story short, two days before Valentines Day, he phones me and says that he's not ready for a relationshio and can we still be friends. wtf? and he used the 'famous' line..."it's not you, it's me". I was soooo HEARTBROKEN and still am. I really truely like him. And the worst part is, we study together, so i see him every single day. We still talk and stuff, but it feels weird. I know i need to get over him. But, HOW DO I DO THAT? and it doesn't help that i see him every day. I MISS HIM SOOO MUCH!!! Help!!!

What kind of job should i be doing if i dont wanna have a boss? So tired of having a boss...

I wanna throw up...i need to talk to someone. I want a boyfriend who would hug me when I feel so down. Someone to sit beside me without asking much...

I think I may have the starts of an eating disorder. I have no had supper since Sunday. I have been eating small lunches and some fruit and that is it. I am 5'11'' tall and 125 lbs and I feel like a fat blob sometimes. I am obsessed with counting calories and count every single one I eat. I weigh myself twice a day. I know I am technically underweight. But I can't stop myself from thinking this way.

The worst weekend of my life. After a wonderful friday at the beach, I was walking home only to see a man on a motorcycle come screaming into an intersection and collide with a car. He remained in front of the car, however his motorcycle kept traversing through the intersection, the cycleist died instantly... Then un be knowst to me that night my house was robbed while i was sleeping. They even stole the watch from my wrist... I awoke and headed straight to work not even noticeing that alot of my sersonal possesions were missing. Then the day at work i was the victim of an armed robbery, they held a kitchen knife to me. I thought it was all cool i thought i could deal with it all. now i am an empty husk, a torchured wreck of a timid personality. I can still function autonomously, but as a emotionally vacant member of society that can not even hold a conversation.

My girlfriend found out that her genital warts came back this morning (after almost a year). I knew she had them in the past and I played this scenario of them coming back over and over in my head thinking it would be this awful thing and that I would be disgusted with her or ashamed of myself. But it's just the opposite, I actually don't care at all. We have to lay off the sex for a while but really I don't care at all. Is that weird? I don't want my family or anyone else to know because I don't want them judging her, but as far as I go, its really a nonissue. I don't care if she has friggin boils on her face, I jsut want to be with her always. 21/m

I can't do this.

I know I could have saved you Ciaran, If you'd just have let me. I still think about you every day.