I know this might sound bad but when I was 7 I lost my virginity to my girl best friend although it was consensual I still think about it to this day.

It took me nearly 18 years to figure out how to masturbate. (I'm 18)

I used to be so scared of death, absolutely petrified. The more life goes on, the less I get scared of it. I am abused and neglected by family members, I am trying to recover from addiction of drugs and self harm, I have no partner, I'm trapped in a scary situation, I isolate myself from all my friends so I don't hurt them. Nothing seems worthwhile anymore. I'm getting more impulsive. I tied a belt around my neck and tried to strangle myself. I back out but I keep trying to do it, each time, going a bit further than the last, making sure my vision gets more and more blurry each time to prepare myself for the real thing. I have nothing to hang myself on but I'm sure I could find something if I tried hard enough. It probably won't happen, I'll probably pussy out of it, as I always do, but I like to keep my options open. My life is so miserable, I don't want it anymore. I'm so alone in this dumb world.

I am so in love with my boyfriend. We have been dating for almost 4 years and I truly do care about him and see a future with him for the most part. However, he has had time to himself whereas I never got that (i.e he has slept with more people than I have) because before him I was in another pretty long relationship. I do want to have my own sexual experiences while in college just because I feel like it was be a liberating experience. I really don't want to be invested emotionally with anyone else, but I do want to have sex with other people before settling down forever and that makes me feel so guilty and unworthy. Help!

I Decided I want to be skinny...like extremely skinny. I've been looking at skeletal models and they look amazing, I can't help but imagine how I would look if I lost so much disgusting fat off me. But my family is getting suspicious of me, I wasn't good at hiding me skipping breakfast and lunch. They even told me to swear I ate. So I decided to plate my food and throw it away when they were not looking. My mother made pancakes for breakfast this morning, she told me to eat. Which I "did" took them to the Livin room with my tea and pretended to chew. And then when no on was looking threw it in the trash as well as pour the tea back. I know what they want. They want me to stay ugly and fat. I want to be happy and beautiful. And no amount of "your beautiful" will stop me. I don't care about myself or what happens to me, I just want to be skinny then I'll be happy. Because I'm sick of not being able to look at myself without me wanting to break the mirror. I can do it. And I will.

I’m scared that I gaslight people without knowing just like my mom gaslights me and my brothers. I don’t want to be like her.

I wouldn't mind dying right now. Im deployed and my husband doesn't trust me. He wants a divorce. Tbh i think it would b better....he has narcissistic personality disorder and adhd. So dealing with the emotional rollercoaster of his abuse while also having to constantly do things for him because of his extreme adhd is so tiring. And with me overseas his abuse and how his jealous tendencies get worse. He discredits all the ways he's hurt and lied to me throughout our relationship. But one small thing happens and everything is suddenly my fault. When i bring up the ways he hurts me he acts like he never did anything wrong but he is so quick to point out my faults and name call and degrade me for his well being....im so tired. But im so scared to lose him...what a crazy feeling this is.

I’m a bigger guy and I have a belly fetish for big women…I’ll just keep this short and sweet. I really want to feel my sister in law’s belly bumping against my belly so bad! And that’s in a literal sense. No euphemism. I’m pretty much obsessed with the fantasy at this point.