I am not sure how I feel about my girlfriend all the time. I'm a woman, and she is the first person I have ever dated. I have never even kissed anyone else. I have dated her for a long time now and think i'm going to marry her. Sometimes I wish I could have sex with a guy, just for the sensation. I have tried to tell her, but I think she is worried that she is not enough. She is more than enough, I think I just have a higher sex drive than her. I worry that this together with my mental health struggles, and our collective inexperience will make our relationship not work out in the long run. I wonder if im a bad person for seeing the end while I still have something and someone so pure and loving and wonderful?

I really don't know if I'm acting or not when I show off my emotions to anyone. I'm not an actress or anything but I do read stories and watch movies that sometimes I copy their act. I notice this half a year ago, when the doctor's been explaining the terrible news about my Mom, and also in her death bed. I was crying but then in the middle, there's this small me on my head saying "Your just acting" or "Is this real crying?". After that i've always been doubtful of myself whether i'm acting or this is real, specially when I lash out because of the shitty life after Mom. I don't know anymore.

I've always felt like I was inferior to everyone. I know I'm not, but that feeling has always stayed in the back of my mind. I look out the window of a vehicle going 80+ and wonder what would happen if I jumped out the door. Would it hurt (of course it would). Would I die? Maybe. Would people ultimately be ok if I did? Probably. Everything I've done is to push myself to improve who I am. To like who I am. To take care of those I care about. They're totally worth all of it. I've gotten my bachelors. I'll have my masters in March. I have multiple associates. I have two amazing sons. I'm close to retirement with the military, and have so many options available to me. I've had multiple people tell me they want me to do one thing or another because it would be amazing, that I'd do so well. I see my friends, all amazing people with huge hearts. And feel I'm not worthy of their friendship. I just can never get rid of this feeling of inferiority. I'm outgoing to forget, but when I'm alone..

The first time I was sexually assaulted was when I was 12. Started by my brother-in-law innocently wrestling with me, but quickly evolved into his hands massaging my chest and exploring other parts of my blooming body. I didn't know what to do as his lips grazed my neck; that was the first panic attack I ever experienced. I thought I would die; I couldn't breathe, couldn't talk, couldn't anything. I was paralyzed. When everything started to dim, the Brother-in-Law started to shake me. I remember how everything felt like it was in slow motion suddenly jolting to 4x. I couldn't understand what had happened, or if it were even real. As I grew older, He kept finding me alone. I don't know how many times he came to me over the years, but he only stopped when I confronted him. I am now what is referred to as an Adult Survivor of Child Sexual Abuse. I feel obligated to reach out to others, if I can, but I am but one person. I hope this admission of weakness gives others strength.

When I was in first grade (i was 6), during class I was molested by another kid in my class. I felt violated. I can’t remember their name. They just reached over and put their hand in my pants, and I smacked their hand. Nobody saw because they were all paying attention to the teacher. I told him to stop, and the teacher told me to be quiet. I felt filthy after that and I didn’t want to tell my mom because I didn’t want her to think I’m filthy. I am 10 now and I finally decided to come foward. My mom was shocked when I told her this, and at first didn’t believe me.

Sarah, I still love you, I don't understand why you pushed me away, I can't imagine living without you. please, just take me back. I promise all of your fears and worries won't come to pass. please, I love you.

Just want to vent. I love my Mil bur she thinks she knows everything about raising a puppy as they grew up with a dog, raising a puppy has changed since their dog was one. Like give them more attention and they will expect more attention, not so true she wants attention because she is young like a toddler. And not yelling at them and not smacking them etc. Sje doesnt smack her but she does yell a bit. Idk it's just really annoying. If this is what it's like with a puppy I don't even want to think what it's going to be like with a baby (when that happens).

There is this girl in my math class and I know this is rediculois but I want her. Shes flawless to me, every feature of her body is just so attractive to me and shes an amazing person and im just falling for her but she doesnt like me. I try not to stare at her, but I just imagine me holding her. I imagine us being alone and im hoding her close. I stalk her insta and follow her around campus. Im just a creep.