Every day was sad and painful, it was living hell in high school, because suddenly I became the person I never thought I'll become. Yes, I was the kid in the corner, basically, even though I never looked it that way. I failed in every class, I had no friends, tons of homework for home, horrible social anxiety, I cutted regularly, preassured to get higher grades, no sleep, isolated from everyone. Like as if they putted a desk miles away from the whole class, that's how it felt. I had homicidal thoughts most of the time towards classmates, suicide thoughts, jealousy whenever I saw best friends together, I feared how people looked at me, as if they didn't know what to make of me. I was in a long, major depression process. When I got home, they cycle was: eat the food, sleep the afternoon, wake up to make half of the homework, then sleep until another day. It was hibernation, I hated life, I hated this, I hated everyone, I hated school, I hated teachers, I hated class, and half my parents,

i have been attracted to gay sex when i was an unbeliever and still now as a Christian i sometimes have that kind of thoughts. i watched some horrible porn as an unbeliever all kinds of filthyness etc, even stuff where people eat feces etc. disgusting stuff. i don't watch porn anymore. i've heard masturbation without lusting after anyone like real people is a safe way to deal with sexual urges and is a valid tool for sexual control and it works really but you gotta be careful not to lust at any pictures or people you might have seen or even saw during doing it etc. and imaginary people is ok, just keep it faceless, no identities. i want to overcome this. thanks for reading and Love.

i'm k. my dad died of copd about a year ago. it was his fault. he smoked ever since the age of 9 and worked in kitchens for most of his life. i hate him for it. he did this to himself, he killed himself, but people won't listen to me. not even my own effing mother could care less. her heart is in the right place, but she was dependent on him. he was 9 years older than mom. at the time he had nearly hit puberty, she had just been born. while she was at work, he yelled at me and my younger sister, threatened to hit us, insulted us, HATED us. it wasn't just tough love anymore. he mentally abused us and my sister is still clearly affected by the constant of feeling worthless. no matter how nice he tried to seem, i knew he would hate me if i told him that i was gay or that i was scared. i'm 13 now. depressed entirely because of the teen thing, not him. i know it. i'm glad he's gone, but everyone tells me i have to be sad. for who? someone like him? someone who hated me? a quick question:

i have had sex with my step sister several times, once on her 12'th birthday, and 14 times after that. I know its wrong but she really likes me and I love her as well. I'm not a pedophile either since i'm only a year older than her.

i've been a horrible monster towards God and i've had these bad looks towards women even men and children, like lusting and i want to repent.

I slept with another girl. Now it cant get out of my mind. God help me

It was a very pleasant day. I wish I wouldn’t wake up tomorrow morning.

I had sex with a prostitute I met online. Don't feel too guilty though. She was cool with me.