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I just wish my mom loved me and was proud of me

Sometimes the hardest things is not to let them go it's to say goodbye.

I confessed to my crush and got radio silence I’m not sad but I am definitely cringing pretty hard.

I'm still in love with a girl who friend zoned me, even after I told her I stopped having feelings for her. She's currently going after someone else and while I am happy for her, I can't help but feel jealous and heartbroken that I'm not the one she wants. I'm so madly in love with her that even after dating other people, my heart doesn't want anyone other than her

I had a long therapist appointment the other day at the veterans hospital. It went well, but reliving the past is hard to do, even though you will never forget the trauma either. Talking has helped, but the people I cant talk to about my life hurts the most, and thats my family. They dont know of the horrors, and I dont want them to look at me differently than they do now as a son, brother, husband, father, grandfather, uncle, etc., Its hard trying to keep one part of my life to myself and the other part as a...I had a long therapist appointment the other day at the veterans hospital. It went well, but reliving the past is hard to do, even though you will never forget the trauma either. Talking has helped, but the people I cant talk to about my life hurts the most, and thats my family. They dont know of the horrors, and I dont want them to look at me differently than they do now as a son, brother, husband, father, grandfather, uncle, etc., Its hard trying to keep one part of my life to myself and the other part as a different person, even though we are one in the same. Having a therapist helps, since they already know my life.....just need someone to save me, and tell me that I'm a good person. Read More

Hi, I just really need to open up and ask for advice. I'm currently in a relationship with a seminarian for about 5 months now. It all started naturally—we were just friends; church mates rather, then slowly grew closer. When he courted me, I honestly hesitated because I knew from the start that he’s a seminarian. I was afraid of what that would mean for us. But then, he showed me true love—sincere, patient, and consistent. He made me feel full in ways I didn’t expect, and eventually, I said yes. Right now, we’re really trying to be patient and understanding...Hi, I just really need to open up and ask for advice. I'm currently in a relationship with a seminarian for about 5 months now. It all started naturally—we were just friends; church mates rather, then slowly grew closer. When he courted me, I honestly hesitated because I knew from the start that he’s a seminarian. I was afraid of what that would mean for us. But then, he showed me true love—sincere, patient, and consistent. He made me feel full in ways I didn’t expect, and eventually, I said yes. Right now, we’re really trying to be patient and understanding with each other. Even though we barely talk sometimes because of his schedule and mine, whenever we do, it just clicks. Still, the thought lingers. I know I should trust him and our relationship, but part of me wonders: if we’re really meant for each other, maybe destiny will find its way in the future, when the timing is right. Another thing is that Enzo has an image in our parish—he’s popular, smart, and respected. I don’t want to risk that. Sometimes I get scared thinking, what if someone sees us or catches us together? I don’t want people to judge him or think badly of him, because I know how dedicated he is. To clarify, we’re both well-behaved and we know our limitations—that’s why we don’t engage in intimacies. We respect each other deeply, and I don’t ever want him to be caught in something that could add to the reason of choosing me over his vocation. I want his decisions for his path to be pure ones, whether it’s priesthood or a life with me. It hurts to even think of leaving him. I don’t want to, and he doesn’t either—he shows me every day that he’s holding on and trusting me. That’s why I’m so torn, because deep down I know his vocation makes things complicated, yet my heart is already committed. That’s why I’m reaching out. I hope you can give me some guidance or even just assurance on how I can handle this situation with honesty, love, and faith in God’s will. Thank you.Read More

i have a stuttering for a long time, it sucks and i kinda tired for feeling nervous js for talking. honestly i never saw someone who's in the same situation as me in real life, somehow i feel alone because nobody cant understand me :(:( let me now if you have a struggle situation like me, we can go through this!

Ever since I one that $1800 jackpot, I have been winning and finding money left and right. I'm not complaining but it's really been kind of neat and nice after everything I've been through. :)

I miss who I was before the abuse, before that monster got ahold of me as a child. I remember who I was and I grieve her. I miss who I was before I got sick with meningitis and brain swelling, I know im lucky to be alive but im forever changed, I struggle with basic tasks sometimes and I feel stupid before I got sick I was an great student, I could draw speak 2 languages and play 3 instruments and was taking college level classes at 14. Illness ruined me, monsters stole my childhood and Illness stole my...I miss who I was before the abuse, before that monster got ahold of me as a child. I remember who I was and I grieve her. I miss who I was before I got sick with meningitis and brain swelling, I know im lucky to be alive but im forever changed, I struggle with basic tasks sometimes and I feel stupid before I got sick I was an great student, I could draw speak 2 languages and play 3 instruments and was taking college level classes at 14. Illness ruined me, monsters stole my childhood and Illness stole my gifts, poverty stole my future. The Illness took my happy memories and made them blurry, my hands that used to play beautiful balleds now shake constantly. I grieve who I was before Read More

This is gonna be weird since there's been so many confessions already but if you remember someone talking many times about liking their friend and being jealous over them, hi, that's me again, and I want to say that me and him are almost dating, we've been flirting so much ( so much more genuine these times ) and i feel like im on a different planet, hes so amazing and I know he likes me for sure now, at least i hope he does 💛

i cant say much jst stay strong let others say bad things and take the good vibes with me forward, there will be haters, ppl will b jealous only way to prove them wrong is act strong and continue with ur life while let the noise makes make noise

I cannot stop thinking about the boy i loved even tho we are worlds apart and have moved on in life

I wish you'd message me again, I hate that out relationship didn't work out because I still feel love towards you and I don't know how to deal with it

I feel a little jealousy and possession over one of my friends from time to time is it normal?

I don't feel like I used to anymore. My mom is dead. Circumstances have driven me to cut away from my birth family. I have spent 20 years around them, and I have come to know that being with them hurt me more than it made me feel safe. I left my father, I have gone no contact. It doesn't feel right, but these things never do. But I understand that he is my father, he had one job, and he fucked up on it. I am in arguably the best place in my life right now, I am going to college,...I don't feel like I used to anymore. My mom is dead. Circumstances have driven me to cut away from my birth family. I have spent 20 years around them, and I have come to know that being with them hurt me more than it made me feel safe. I left my father, I have gone no contact. It doesn't feel right, but these things never do. But I understand that he is my father, he had one job, and he fucked up on it. I am in arguably the best place in my life right now, I am going to college, I am free from the metaphysical chains my family had placed upon me, and yet I cannot feel joy. All I feel is a writhing, restless anger, but even then, I am too tired to act upon them. I am free, and yet I still feel trapped. I am surrounded by people, and yet I still feel alone. Maybe one day this feeling will pass, and I'll never feel like this ever again.Read More