Well that’s no way to be supportive!
This person sounds like a complete and utter douchebag. You may not be able to figure out how you got away with it, but I do wonder how you sleep at night.
The person who cheated on their test presents it as a big mistake that they got caught on, talked their way to reduced punishment and was able to learn/recover from - okay; we make big mistakes sometimes. The post I quote above just sounds like a dick who can’t believe they got away with really awful behavior.
Karma’s a bitch.
I lost my virginity to a pregnant co-ed who was engaged to be married.
We were seniors in high school and connected early in the year, even though she was dating someone else. She got pregnant, and engaged, but had already signed up for the senior class trip.
So she went. And we hooked up. I regret it to this day. She ended up breaking off the engagement and lots of other stuff happened, but we had already cut off contact. She’s in a better place now, but I haven’t spoken of this to anyone else since it happened.
I really want to have sex more than my husband does and I tend to self-gratify a lot.
I placed a baby girl for adoption in the late '80s. A few months ago I registered with an adoption registry in case she ever wants to find me. Yesterday I got a private message on that registry from the attorney I used for the adoption. He says he’s not sure if I’m the person he’s looking for, but if I am, he has to notify me of something. I am petrified. None of my kids know about the adoption, and only one of my friends do.
For a variety of reasons I am a middle-aged virgin. No one, not my Doctor, not my family, knows. I laugh and joke with co-workers but all the time, inside, I feel like such a freak.
Everyone thinks my man and I have the perfect relationship. They’re not wrong…it’s 95% perfect. However, I’ve been having an affair for over a year now. This is my first physical affair, though I’ve been having emotional/textual affairs online since 2003.
I’ve tried to stop, more than once, but I just get so lonely…
[zebra]these we’re emailed to me but were in my spam folder. I was cleaning it out and found them[/zebra]
Oh no - can the person follow up and share what they found out???
That does not sound like a reasonable definition of “95% perfect.” Just sayin’.
To the middle-aged virgin: I don’t think you should feel ashamed. There are plenty of people out there who are willing to take their time in a relationship. If I weren’t married, I would have no problem dating a virgin. For some people, it’s just not that important.
Try self gratifying in front of him. That should get him in the mood real quick!
I agree completely. I also think it’s far more common than anyone suspects. It’s strange, really, that in our society there is pressure not just to engage in sex but to treat sex as important. Saying that you haven’t had sex (or haven’t had very much sex) is embarrassing, but it’s also embarrassing (and subversive) to say that you don’t find sex all that important or enjoyable. For me personally, I have a perfectly normal sex drive and I enjoy sex, but I’ve gone through extremely long periods of not having sex (after losing my virginity) largely because it just isn’t where I focus my energy. The fact is, your virginity isn’t that big a deal. Your life won’t change if or when you have sex. It’s really like never having seen a movie. Some people focus their lives on seeing movies, and movies play a central role in our culture, but really, it’s not a big deal if you’ve never seen one, and it’s not like you’re missing out on something incredibly important or profound, even though people will talk about it as if it were. Other societies have treated (and do treat) both movies and sex as far less important, and many people and cultures view them as complete wastes of time. At many points in history you would be seen as having had a far richer life for not having spent it having sex, even if the lack of sex wasn’t by choice.
I spend a good deal of my life consumed by envy.
I know we are all responsible for working as hard as we can to get the things we want out of life, but sometimes I look at people who have what I want and I burn with a jealous rage and feel like shit about my lot in life. Especially if there’s at least some part of what they have that I think they got by luck—being born to wealthy parents, having better genetics to work with, whatever.
I know that this is more harmful to me than anything, kind of like that saying about how holding a grudge is like taking poison and waiting for the other person to die. Every day I remind myself to count my blessings and that I have it so much better than so much of the world, but these horrible feelings creep in every day as well.
I’m the one who was contacted by the attorney regarding the adoption. Apparently, she has been looking for me for 3 years, and now they have found me. I’ve now sent her and her adoptive parents emails and my picture, and am awaiting hers back. Then we will arrange to meet. I’m not sure about all this. I’m not someone who has sat around crying and pining for her all this time- I did a real good job of moving on. I don’t want to tell my other kids about her. But I do want to know her. I guess.
Nothing new in the last month? I miss this thread. Come on people, bare your souls… It’s anonymous…
I’m in love with my sister’s ex boyfriend. They dated for two years and were very serious- she wanted to marry him and he wanted to marry her. Fast forward, she breaks up with him over financial reasons yet they remain close friends two years after the breakup. I have known him for about 4 years and we have gotten very close lately. We both know we are in love with one another but the fact that my sister loved him so deeply keeps me from acting on anything. He doesn’t mind, says she dumped him and he really wants me, but I don’t want to hurt my sister. Long story short, I find myself questioning who is really more important to me and would I be a “bad person” for choosing someone I love over my sister (knowing she still loves him but has decided she won’t ever marry him all the same).
You know that old saying, “If I told you, I’d have to kill you”? I suspect Zebra needs federal witness protection at this point.
Can you imagine the thanksgiving dinners if THIS goes down…
When no one can see or hear me, I make retard noises to myself.
My wife and I haven’t had sex in over 3 years. I know people will say, “She’s cheating on you!” But I’m 100% confident that she is not. A female in this thread mentioned sex being painful and I believe that was my wife’s issue the last several times that we did have sex. She lost enjoyment and eventually it became downright unpleasant. We tried different things to make it better, but nothing worked. We both got frustrated and just gave up on our sex life.
I am a drug addict. I have been living with this addiction for the better part of the last decade and I live with it in complete and total isolation. No one in my life, not my family, not my friends, no one, knows the burden I carry around my neck every single day; no one except the ex-girlfriend whom I got addicted (inadvertantly and unknowingly) to the same drug as well. She has since gotten clean and we no longer communicate.
To the drug addict - people probably know more than you think. It’s time to reach out for help.
[an update, the person who said]
I really want to have sex more than my husband does and I tend to self-gratify a lot.
[now reports]
We separated shortly after this confession and I moved out.
Two weeks ago, after finals were administered and graded, I got sloppy drunk in celebration with my instructor and ended up giving him head.
To the person who wrote ‘When no one can see or hear me, I make retard noises to myself.’ I do the same thing. I have heard of a condition called coprolalia that seems to describe this. Except I tend to say non-PC swear words and sentences when no one is listening. I do it in a voice and with facial expressions I never use in normal conversation.
I’m a good person, and most people like me, but I battle depression every damn day of my life. Even with friends, I am lonely. I have no one to share my life with and nothing to center it around.
I’m fairly sure that when the most important person in my life dies, I’ll kill myself.
About a year ago a friend of mine who works along the fringe of show business introduced me to a very well known celebrity. We spoke for about an hour and they took my phone number and email address. I assumed I’d never hear from them again.
Fast forward a year and I have remained in contact at least a few times a month by phone or Skype and have seen them in person almost a dozen times. Yes, we’ve had sex but no I won’t tell you who they are.
To the middle aged virgin, I was the first person my husband slept with, or even kissed. He had just turned 37… He’s not a freak & neither are you. I thought it was kinda sexy that he was a virgin. And trust me, remaining a virgin is better than sleeping with the wrong person. Hang in there!
PS Ain’t nuttin’ wrong with our sex life!
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