I don''t even think that I have done anything wrong but I will write it because I can''t tell anyone, for obvious reasons, essentially I have given a lot of my money to an entity who beleive strongly as I do that it is the evil Asian and predominantly Chinese people and culture that is the primary cause of the problems Australia faces today. I am young and well educated and and my circle of friends would never imagine that I would do this, yet society, led by those with the most to profit from this country''s fall, forces me to keep it secret, or face being labelled and ostracised.

I''ve been with my girlfriend for 6 years now and I love her. We''re getting married in 18 months but I still have feelings for a girl I haven''t seen for 8 years, although I know that I can get in touch with her. I think about her every day and sometimes wonder if I''m in the right relationship.

Every week heaps of my friends (both girls and guys) call me and start telling me all their problems about love and life and stuff but i find that no-one ever really knows how i feel about things (thank god for this site), also i have no g/f. Don''t no why, i seem to be everybodys friend but no bodys b/f. I really like this girl and apparently she really likes me but she lives 40 mins away and her parents wont let her go out with guys and whenever we do manage to see each other it gets a bit wierd. e.g. In the movies a while ago in the funny parts we kept looking at each other. And i dont know what i should do (plz msg me with ideas for that one) and... thats it.

Ok, so there''s this guy I met and am totally falling for...but he is nothing but trouble. I am a small-town Christian, and he is a drugdealer from the ghetto that just got out of prison. But he''s SO nice to me, and he promises he''ll get out of the drug business as soon as he gets a real job. We have such a connection too...we can talk for hours, and he treats me like a princess. So should I still see him? Or tell him to hit the road.

I''ve been very depressed recently...My parents, even though, try to supportive don''t know how to be supportive because of their strict background. I feel as though no one understands me. My school work has been suffering, and I have no motivation left in myself. I feel so alone. I''ve seeked therapy, but all those people do is analyze you and don''t offer a solution. I wish I could extract my brain and fix it myself. Why does life have to so complicated, I dream of serenity, and a life in which I can be happy....

I''ve got a wonderful girlfriend, who, i think is the greatest thing in the world. However we are in a long distance relationship at the moment and i don''t think that it will be good for us to stay like that for a prolonged period of time. The only option at the moment to be together on a permanent basis is to get married. But i worry a little that perhaps i''m wanting to because i want to be with her. I''m also worried about supporting ourselves (both just finished with school). I''d like to hear from any married youngsters (or successfully long married oldies) about how it all works out, and what you based this big descision on?

I don''t understand a lot of the women I''ve been exposed to. I don''t understand why games need to be played or why constant tests of loyalty need to be administered. I find backhanded remarks to be a complete waste of time - is this supposed to be some form of manners in practice? If you mean to insult someone, just insult them already. One would think that there would be more satisfaction in the person knowing and understanding that they''ve just been insulted. Is the ridiculous amount of time, money, and energy we spend on our appearance geared more towards showing up other women than it is for attracting men? Why do we blast men for staring at skinny model types/ big-breasted women and then put those women on our fashion magazines? Why does Girls'' Night invariably end up revolving around a conversation about boys? What the hell would anyone want with an eyelash curler anyway? More importantly - shouldn''t I know this stuff?!

Two of my four children were stolen from me by Child Protective Services after the oldest child made up a story of being hit in order to get out of grounding for bad grades. The judge ruled guilt without ever giving a chance to hear the truth. I am ashamed that the country I live in steals children from innocent parents and harms them. I am ashamed that our justice system is unjust. I live in fear and can''t sleep because of the danger to my children and the damage done to my stolen children. I feel guilt and shame because I see other families and wish to warn them that their children are at risk of harm by this abusive and unjust bureaucracy but I am scared of retaliation and the thought that they may believe I''m guilty or lying to them. I feel helpless and lost, I can''t help, I can''t bring justice, and I can''t warn the helpless of the danger posed by our government.