Okay, I'm going to tell you something I've never told a soul... Not even my best friends know. So this happened when I was younger. So my dad and I barely know each other, one day my mom Came into my mom with her computer and showed me an account on Facebook. She was in a Relationship with my dad and it didn't really bother me because I mean I barely knew him. One picture said that she was pregnant, that picture was from a year before. It didn't really occur to me that I had a sister until my mom said it well, I had a sister, who was one, a stepmom, and a dad who lives across the state. So basically I found all of that out because of Facebook

I hate looking in mirrors, I don't like being in pictures, J don't even like making eye contact with my friends and its all because I have bad acne. I hate waking up and seeing myself in the mirror. And all my friends are all really pretty and popular and then there's me in the group.

I really wouldn't mind if I burnt in hell because I'm full of regret. At a concert recently I groped a female knowing that if I tell my girlfriend (that I'm in a very serious relationship with) she'd be completely upset with me but I had to tell her because it was killing me inside so I did tonight. I know I didn't do it because it was the right thing to do and I did it because the guilt finally destroyed me and she knows it as well. She won't even look at me or go near me anymore. She doesn't even think I'm the man she wants anymore. I've spent the last full hour crying but I can't tell anyone that I really wouldn't mind dying right now, except for the internet, and I know this is another one about death but the difference is I'm supposed to be a Christian but I want to go to hell.

your e-admission : I've been on and off with my boyfriend (G) for about 2 years. I love him very much. But, last year, i went to homecoming with this guy that i liked (B) while G and i were broken up. At the time B and i were just friends. B moved away and i only talked to him through text and skype. I still had/have some feelings for him but i figured since he lives so far away i didnt have to worry about it since nothing could happen. Now im with G and B still lives far away. BUT B visited and he came over for a couple hours and we went for a walk and fooled around in the woods. A LOT. Now i don't know what i should do. i dont want to break up with G. And knows that and he's fine with that. But i feel a little guilty about the feelings i have for B. Also G is a VERY jealous guy.

I'm a 17 year old girl and almost a year ago now I was a victim of rape. At the minute it is really getting to me and I feel like I can't be myself because of it. I have wanted to tell someone for so long but I've never trusted anybody with that. I feel like I really need to find someone I can love and trust to tell them and hopefully then I can begin to move on.

I just want to say that I am a man who is close, yet far from God. I just want to admit to the world that I am made of sin. I am the one foretold that shall rise up in the end. He who shall bring man to his knees for a thousand years. But I dont want to, and i do not know what to do. Do I end the world, or do I let the world live on. I am a man of faith, and i WANT to be close to God, and i want to be free of sin. How can i go about doing this?

Hi everyone I did something that is making me suffocating in other sense guilty. Today I went to do my laundry and everything was fine until I opened a dryer and my eyes spotted a string panty. I closed and kept my clothes next to that dryer as it was empty and I started it. Before I was about to leave I again opened the door of the one that I saw first and touched the panty with a lot of hesitation...like I opened the door six times and closed it went out and came in again. After doing such an exercise I at last opened it and touched it. I then left and came after 2 hrs. I saw that my clothes were completely got dried then I again opened and took the panty out of the dryer and took along with my clothes that too after lot of hesitation. I took it to my apartment and smelled, licked, wore and then mastrubated in it. Later I threw it off along with my apartment trash. All this has made my mind heavy and also little guilty too. I am looking for responses that would make me comfortable.

I really wouldn't mind if I burnt in hell because I'm full of regret. At a concert recently I groped a female knowing that if I tell my girlfriend (that I'm in a very serious relationship with) she'd be completely upset with me but I had to tell her because it was killing me inside so I did tonight. I know I didn't do it because it was the right thing to do and I did it because the guilt finally destroyed me and she knows it as well. She won't even look at me or go near me anymore. She doesn't even think I'm the man she wants anymore. I've spent the last full hour crying but I can't tell anyone that I really wouldn't mind dying right now, except for the internet, and I know this is another one about death but the difference is I'm supposed to be a Christian but I want to go to hell.