I used to cut myself where no one would see it because I got caught. I Still feel like doing it all the time. Instead, now I punch things... Like I'll go for a walk in my neighborhood and punch a Speed Limit sign. My hands are bruised and my knuckles end up bloody, but thats not the same.

I hate my father. Up until my parents divorce in about 1990, I was beaten constantly by him. Anything he could get his hands on, plasic stirring spoons, belts, cutting boards. I remember a time he broke a cutting board on my behind and kept hitting me with what was left of it. I remember a time I went to clean my room and needed to use the restroom.... I emptied a trash can and went in it for fear of opening my bedroom door. My mother told me I was basically invisible to him since he never wanted a daughter. She also mentioned since I was so stubborn and wouldn't cry, I would get beat worse. I should get over the "woe is me" theory but I despise that man for what he did to me. I pray I never do that to my own children.

There's this HOT guy at work and I wanna bone him so bad but 1. I got a man already, 2. I think he's with someone too (like I care) 3. I don't know if he knows I like him.

I have no idea what's wrong with me. I used to obsess about my weight and food all the time, but now that I've been taking steps to get it under control and have been somewhat successful, my obsession has shifted. Now all I want to do is look at hot guys. In the gym, on the street, on the bus or train, I stare like I have never seen another good-looking male in my entire life. And porn? Forget about it. I have spent enough money on DVD's, magazines and online stuff to buy at least two cars. I tell myself that I am obsessed and aroused because all of these muscular, well-built, handsome guys are everything I've always wanted to be, but never will be. It hasn't gotten so bad that I've become a peeping tom or anything, but I want to get it under control before it gets any worse. Am I becoming some kind of perv, or do others feel the same way I do? Is therapy something I should consider?

Last year I was an idiot, and, fueled by curiosity and strange new emotions and things happening (three of my friends tried to kill themselves, only telling me, in a three month span) I cut myself. At first, it was because, I wanted to see what the fuss was about, what it felt like. I realized that when I had to worry about not letting people see the red marks on my wrists (they weren't deep, I didn't want to kill myself, but the soft translucent skin was too good to pass up) it took my mind off of other worries. Then something embarrassing would happen and I'd fantasize about taking a gun to my head or slitting my wrists, and I'd do it again. I decided to stop because it hurt people I loved, it was stupid, and I didn't want attention. I haven't told anyone, but sometimes, the stress gets so overwhelming, and I crave it more than anything. It's an addiction now, I have to have it. I'll go for months without... but sometimes, I need to relax. Now I can't tell anyone.

I am bisexual. I have done things with three girls, and all of my friends know... but my family doesn't. I'm really afraid to tell them, and I'm not sure how to break it to them or wether or not to break it to them at all... I don't know what they're about. And it scares me, a lot. I hate the thought of my family shutting me out at fourteen, and I hate the thought of how my little sister would look at me, because she's only twelve and she might tell her school... the school I go to is NOT socially acceptive... they don't like people who are openly gay or bisexual, there's another girl in my grade who's bi, and she's been shut out completely. It got so bad at one point that she had to live with her mom in California, and when she told her mom, her mom kicked her out, so now neither of her parents want her. I'm scared. Really scared. Should I tell my family?

A few months ago i came home to find my wife in bed with a younger man. I went ape shit throwing things and trying to beat this guy up. The neighbours called the police and they arrested me!! and let the guy and my wife stay behind. They taunted me as i was drove away my 'darling' wife even saying to the other guy 'come on honey lets fuck' as i was in ear shot. My neighbours report that he stayed the night. When i got home the next morning they were still there, my wife has some pictures of me in embarasing circumstances. FAR to embarasing to let get out, anyway she said she didn't want a divorce but wanted me to pay her £500 a week. Which i have been doing....i'm seriously considering burning the slags new house down i am so irate. Now to make things worse her and this other guy keep leaving messages on my answerphone mocking me. i'm seriously going unstable, i'm woried whats going to happen.

I am married and have been fantasizing about a lady at the office. She is not married. My wife does not know about my fantasy and I think the lady at the office would go along with my fantasy.