My boyfriend found out yesterday that he won't be able to graduate college - maybe not for a long time, if the money doesn't work out. He wants to be a teacher, but got kicked out of the education program because they don't think he can handle teaching. It's literally all he's ever wanted to do with his life, so this is really tough for him. I've done all I can to support him, and I want to be able to keep supporting him, but I don't know if I can. We love each other dearly and have had a near-perfect relationship, but I feel like this situation could easily end things. I care about him, but this has shaken my faith in us more than I'd like to admit..

My mother was terminally ill with metastatic cancer spreading to her bones and elsewhere in her body. She was in crippling pain, and terrified when she learned it had spread to her brain. She called me early one day, and I rushed over. She begged me to help her die, and I had the means to do it. I tried talking to her, but she kept begging and pleading until I couldn't take it anymore. I called 911, and she was taken away in an ambulance. One of the policemen who responded berated me for having considered assisting in her death. Mom died a week later, alone, the day after it was decided she should be in hospice care. I still wish I could have been there with her in her last moments. Most of my family is deeply religious, and were as horrified as the police officer at my hesitation.

I am waiting to find out if I am diabetic. I find out Thursday. I know that I am, but I am pretending that it might be untrue. I dont't want to live that way - I am 45 years old. The worst part is that I got myself here by overindulging for years - binging on food and sugar - I am ashamed of myself.

I graduated college yesterday. All of my friends left today. I already miss them like crazy. Im grateful for the time I got to spend with them. I feel like I broke up with my boyfriend, because i actually physically miss them. I spent all of my freshman year praying that I would find a good group of friends. Having found them, and ahving them live on both coasts, and all over the world and knowing it will be months or years till I see them again, and I just am sad about it. I know were all moving on to bigger and better things but Im scared to lose them.

I was diagnosed with PTSD, dysthymia, and social anxiety. My father beat any happiness and confidence out of me. The psychologist said that people like me don't make it as far as I have but I have nothing to show for it. I just failed college for the 3rd time and I tried so hard.. I battle with drug and alcohol addiction on top of it all. I really hoped I would OD before I hit 20. A handful of years later and I'm still here disappointing my family. Now that I'm no longer in school my medication isn't even covered. I'm told that they'll need to hospitalize me to take me off of it but they don't know what else to give me. I'm breaking down.

I hate my father so much, that if I could kill the half of me that he gave me I would. I want my parents to divorce, because I love my mom more than anything or anyone in this world and I don't want to never see her again when i leave for college. I do all I can to start arguments between them that'll finally convince her to divorce him. I goad him into getting rough with me and saying things no parent should say to their child, in front of her. What should I do? Am I a bad person for trying to get them to divorce?

I've been dating my boyfriend for just a little over a year now. While I selfishly can't imagine life without him, I've cheated on him numerous times. I don't know if I actually feel guilty about this or not. I do know that if he were to ever find out that I've been flirting with his frienemy, that the suspicions of us two having a thing for each other were true , and that I haven't been able to think of anything else since Easter night when the friend and I spent the whole night making out, my boyfriend would probably kill him.

I'm hating mothers day today because I can't get pregnant and fear I'll never be a mom.