Falling out of love is like forgetting the words to your favourite song, something you can’t explain and when you listen to the song again the magic’s gone you don’t get the heart skip when the chorus starts and you no longer feel lost in the music it just faded away without you even noticing. Poets, songwriters, author’s they all write about love and the falling into love but no one ever goes on to tell the story and feelings of falling out of love, it’s the most confusing soul crushing thing it just creeps up on you. Falling in love for the first time was the easiest thing I’d ever done I left my heart with him along with my mind he was everything to me my best friend and my boyfriend, he even felt like family, what I’m trying to say is that I felt like this person belonged in my life and that everything would stay within this moment.

I was subjected to molestation and physical/psychological abuse as a child. When I was 17 I made my 6 year old brother touch my vagina to the point of orgasm. I have never told anyone this and I dont ever plan on telling anyone in real life. I dont know why I did it or what compelled me to think it was an okay action. I am a horrible person and I subjected one of the people I love to something that scarred me forever. I am sorry and I dont know how I can live with myself after doing something so hideously wrong.

i love several girls and am having sexual thoughts about them. i have had sex before marriage and i enjoy it. i dont know who to be with but i dont want to be who i am at the moment please help by giving suggestions

I'm in a long-term committed relationship. I've never cheated in my life. I do, however, like to drink and always have. I went out with friends and was extremely drunk to where I couldn't even stand (celebration gone wrong). A guy we know took me to his place and had sex with me (he was sober). He also beat the living daylights out of me and knocked me out a few times. I confessed to my boyfriend immediately. We are going to work it out. I can't even look at myself in the mirror or leave my room, yes, partly because I have handprint bruises across my face and around my neck from where he choked me out. I fought back but he would just knock me out again. Its been days. I hate myself. I've been googling. I don't know if I was raped or not, because people said I was openly flirting with him at the bar. I am terrified to see that guy again. What is wrong with me?

my childhood was lonely thou had 2 sis n brother but as frm my mom i was left alone , depressed and neglected ...later my father left i had to work n run the house strrugled n struggled thinking i ll be happy weni find my mr ryte n then i got married my husbnd is always bzy outside doesnt have much time for me he doesnt like showing any excitment any celebration no gifts nothing that makes me happy ........i feel extremely depressed wut good cani expect now frm life i am frm the society that doesnt see divorce as a good thing to practise so m bounded i feel extreme pain in brain and just want to sucide i need to know the quickest and easiest way to do so.

When I was only 10 years old I fell in love with a girl my own age. We were just friends and I never let on. When we were 13 we moved to different schools and started losing touch. She eventually moved to a different country. Even though I never told her, I have thought about her every single day for the past 30 years since I met her. I have had euphoric dreams of just being able to talk to her.. I am married and have children. A year ago I bumped into her by chance, and we instantly clicked. She is also married with children. We are now friends. Nobody knows how I really feel about her.

I've been dealing with depression for about 12 years now. Everytime it's because I cared about a woman who rejected me. For 10 of those 12 years I've wished to die. I'm not sure I have the strength to do it myself but everytime I hurt 2 things happen. First I wish I had killed myself before. Second I plan how I want to die. All I really need now are the supplies to carry it out. Please God either fix me or give me the power to end this sad life. I can take more but it hurts too much inside.

I am so alone. Something bad happened i never told anyone about when i was 7 and I ran away from everyone for 20 years. Every dream i can remember in that time had me dying in it sometimes several times in different bodies. From 4th to 8th grade I literally did not talk unless it was my family or a teacher ordering me. Daytime was often worse than dying every night. I wanted to sleep on the top bunk because i would wake up from the dream every 3rd time i fell to the floor. The only escape was hiding my mind in a book or problem to calculate. It gave me skills to get a job but i still have no hope of ever recovering I am in my 50's and am losing the last of my hope.