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i'm in love with a girl who likes a straight girl. I joke all the time about being in love with her buts it's really not a joke and she doesn't even question it. I just wish she would notice me but at least i'm her friend :')
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I have a crush on a fictional character. I hate it. Sometimes I lie awake at night, thinking about them. I love everything about them. The design, the personaility, the voice. I have fantasies. Everything from friend to cuddling to sex. I've created a whole world in my mind. Fanfiction, Fanart, POSTERS, I've done all the weird weeb-obbession fan stuff. (No, its not an anime character.) I need help. I'm too scared to talk to anyone about it. Worst part is, I'm only in middle school. What am I supposed to do? (If you need to know, the character is Angel Dust from Hazbin Hotel.)
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My best friend of 3 years just dropped me all of a sudden. It’s been 4 or 5 weeks since I messaged her and she still hasn’t even opened it. The last thing we were texting about was Halloween plans. I’ve had no other communication with her in between our last conversation and the message I sent her probably a few days after that is still unopened. I keep thinking of reasons she could have suddenly hated me or wanted me out of her life. I just don’t get it. She went from my close friend to completely ignoring me in a matter of days. It just feels so bad :(
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I have an issue with finding love so I commit lust I now I need help but I dont know who to tell so I did this and came here I think i stop and done for but I just keep going back to it no matter what I do
drifting;
female;
32;
Somewhere on Earth;
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I feel like I can't give enough effort in relationships. I can barely drag myself out of bed in the morning, eat, and drink, so I don't know how to also remember to message my long distance partner. I have been a bad partner in many ways, but I sometimes feel so stifled by the monogamy he wants to role play with me. Why can't he date someone else if he needs attention and company I can't give him? I feel like I'm responsible for everyone else's wellbeing, when I can't even take care of my own. I have friends who are going through grief and horrible things, but I fell guilt devoting my time to them, when my partner gets so little of it. He deserves to find somebody else, but I want him in my life still. I wish there was a way he would just date someone else or leave me and ask to be friends still. I can't handle all this pressure from every direction. He and I want different things, and yet in our unique way, I love him and he loves me. I don't know what there is left to do.
sp!952;
female;
32;
Somewhere on Earth;
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I can't do this anymore. Nobody understands me. Nobody understands how hard it is to resist whoever's screaming in my head at me to murder everyone around me then kill myself. I can't talk to anybody about it, either. They'd think I was a lunatic, just like everybody else. Not even my own family loves me. Maybe I should just kill myself.
I just want somebody to listen. Please.
shyboarder;
male;
32;
United States of America;
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I was being psychologically bullied and harassed by a kid down the hall at my boarding school. He would steal my things, push me around in the halls, and tell me to kill myself. I finally broke today and went into his room when he was out and poured water all over his Xbox, then dried it up to get rid of the evidence. A lot of it got into the innards, so it’s likely broken. It was wrong and sinful (wrath) but he needed to get what he deserved after all this time.
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I'm so tired of being used. I tell them what I know they want to hear and do what I know they want. I hate it while its happening. I hate it afterwards. Afterwards I feel so empty. Yet, I keep coming when they call. I make myself available to them. I respond quickly. All just to avoid the far worse feeling, the emptiness that would come if they stopped using me.
They may not care, but they message. They comment. They flatter, fawn and touch. And that feels like something, even if just in lust.
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