I give cigarettes to my boyfriends brother who is dying from lung cancer. He only has one lung and is going through his 3rd round of chemo. I've broken up with my boyfriend 4 times now and it's still not sticking!! I know that we have entirely different goals, I want a family and he wants...this convenient relationship with the best head he's ever gotten? A girl left a message on his machine while we were out and when I head it I BLEW UP, acted like a total bitch, then tried to manipulate him into admitting he slept with her. When he went to the gym the next day I stayed home and went through all of his stuff, then called this woman back and it turns out they are nothing but friends. She even told me to stop fucking with his head, which made me realize just what I'm doing to him. I don't trust him and it's almost like i WANT him to be an asshole, like I get some sick satisfaction from making him feel bad, I think it makes me not feel so bad for all the shit I've done in my life?

I love you to death but your daughter. . . I want to fucking smack her. I hate watching her manipulate you. I hate the way she treats me. I want to grab her by the shoulders and shake the living fuck out of her until she learns a little apreciation for what she has including the roof I put over her head. The only solace I find in this is one day she will move out and the Universe is going to hand her a fat reality check.

I may be going crazy. Everyone's suggesting counsilling. They don't know half of my thoughts, either. I love my ex? boyfriend. It controls me completely. I hate not knowing where we stand and if he still loves me. Tbh, I left it with an ultimatum of when he will talk and if he says he doesn't want me, I end it all. Why can't we just talk? I don't know what to do. I have thoughts about hurting other people. I have thoughts about hurting myself, but more. I want to say I have something to live for, but he's it.

My husband has been addicted to porn for years, on and off. I never know when it's on, or off. I can't trust him, he's told me he can't. Sometimes i just want to end it, because the pain is so horrendous. I could say i wish i just didn't care, but i don't. What's wrong with me? Why am I not enough? Then it triggers past problems like bulimia and anorexia. I have 3 children.

I feel like an ass. My boyfriend, whom I've been with for over a year, does everything for me. He treats me good *usually*, he tells me he loves me all the time, he gets me roses...but I'm not satisfied with him anymore. The *usually* is due to his drinking problem. He starts when he gets off work and drinks 12-15 beers in about 5 hours. He starts taking everything I say offensivly and it causes us to argue all the time. Always about stupid crap. He also only hears about half of everything I say. I can't take it anymore. I started talking to an old friend again. He lives about 15 hours from me, but I had phone sex with him today...at my b/f's house, on the cellphone that he pays for. I liked it. I can't wait to do it again. I'm trying to think of a way to just up and leave this whole place/situation. My -friend- says I should come be with him, and I really want to be. I just don't know how to break this off. We've been together so long. I have no reason to leave but my own selfishness.

I do stupid things that I fear are going to catch up with me. Hurt my wife. Ruin our relationship and damage our kids. I'm an ass of the highest magnitude and I want these things to evaporate so I can feel like a good guy again, but they won't. I can't tell her. That would just speed up the process of destroying me. God give me the strength to conquer myself and become a better person.

I wanted a baby so bad that I actually faked taking my birth control pills for 3 months untill it happened, and I don't feel the least bit sorry for it.

I have strong feelings for a good friend of mine. I secretly hate his girlfriend who is also my friend because of this. I'm a gay man and he's straight, so I know it will never be returned. So, I've set myself up just so I'll hurt. I know this and still allow myself to fantasize. To top it all off I'm chronically suicidal and my self inflicted pain doesn't do much for my self esteem boast.