I am lucky enough to have a girlfriend that always supports and cares about me, but I don't love her like I know I should. I think about the fact that I have never formed a genuine romantic connection with anyone extremely often and feel worried that I never will. I know that I am not asexual because, like everyone, I have desires, but despite a drive in that respect, I am never able to draw the line between deep friendship and something more meaningful. Lately I have been trying to come to terms with the fact that I may be aromantic and what that will mean for future relationships. I'm afraid. I just want to feel love once.

I'm so restless. I have a wonderful life, yet I just want to pick up and drive and drive and drive until I lose myself in the middle of nowhere. I want to be alone. Be forgotten. I want to start with a clean slate-no relationships, no acquaintances, no boundaries. I want to be dead to the world. Perhaps this stems from my inability to relate to others. I've never felt attachment to anyone I know, and it frustrates me, since they feel attached to me. What is it? What makes me defective? Why can't I feel love like them? Live like them? Be content with the day to day drudgery of existence? Hell, I've tried. But I can't. I just want out. I want to be free from the obligations of having people -care- about me. I want to live recklessly, in such a way that everyday is a new adventure. No 9 to 5. No college midterms. No more faked smiles and fake friends. I want the freedom people sing songs about. Call me crazy. Heck, I probably am.

I don't know what's wrong with me. I see no point in living. I'm unable to start any kind of relationship with anybody, and my childhood friends have slowly separated themselves from me. I think it's because I'm just not talkative, so I have trouble starting or continuing anything. I'm alone now. The only people in my school who know my name are those forced to work with me and my teachers. I finally liked somebody for the first time, and they don't even know my name. My parents think I'm this popular dude in school, but it's the opposite. Theyre proud of what they think I am. All my accomplishments feel empty. I'm completely alone now. High school is hell. The only reason I haven't ended it all is I don't want to disappoint my parents and make them realize their vision of me is a false- i'm a secluded, single, isolated teen with esteem issues and no foreseeable future. I don't know how I'm going to make it through this.

Since 6th grade I've been having problems finding who I am sexually (im a girl). I started to think if I liked a girl, she was my best friend at the time, I didn't know what it was so I just ignored it. Now im dating a guy who I love with my heart, but im getting confused again, and this time is worse. Last time I would only doubt myself. This time is different, she once told me she was bixesual, so I've been thinking if I was too. I think about her a lot and even question myself what would it be if we dated. I don't know if I like her or if its just some weird thoughts. I don't want to call myself bixesual because I don't know officially. Or call myself lesbian because I like boys aswell. What am I??

I lost somebody who was never mine to begin with. It was short and it meant everything to me though i knew it could never be more than just a momentary thing. But it was for me, he was my best friend. And now i have to look at him every day and smile and be happy. And i'm happy for him, i'm really happy he's happy. But it's eating me and i can't even admit it to myself, let alone anyone else. So it's just slowly eating me up from the inside.

I'm planning to commit suicide for many reasons. i am married and we only depend to the supports of our both parents, my husband's salary is inadequate for us to supply the needs of our childrens, i have 2 sons and now im 3 months pregnant and i really want to abort it because of our situation and i don't want to see him suffer a lot when i give him a birth so i think that it is much better to abort it. Someone offer me a job, i want it but they dont allow a pregnant women to work so it's a waste opportunity for me. my parents i know they are tired to offer me a help. i also have a problem to my family, i feel jealous with my 2brothers and my sister because my mother gave them whatever they want to wish, but when i come to suggest a thing then they say no to it. how unfair they are between me and my siblings isn't it? give me an advice on how to surpass this. thank you..

My dad, though not entirely racist, is still pretty racist. One time he told me that the 'certain area' of black women were disgusting. So when I told him about my crush, who happened to be black, and he told me to open her Facebook page, I opened some random white girls profile just so he wouldn't look down at me.

My former girlfriend Lina is a manipulative slut. I tried to dump her, she kept coming back but only to make me miserable. So I faked my own death, had notices sent to her, fake family write her and send her a couple of newspaper clippings about my death. Hopefully now I am free of this whore.