I’m crazy in love with this guy! I think we’re about to break up bc of a lack of trust, on his part not mine. I’m devastated since I think the lack of trust is unwarranted…
Here’s the story. Tell me what you think.
One night after a few drinks… he tells me that the other day when I had had a few too many I blurted out that I had cheated on him, more of an insinuation than a fact. Thinking he was going to be getting the wrong idea I though to clear up the entire issue.. bad call!
This is what I did on the night of question. I went out for drinks with a married man, who frequents my place of business. Now that I told him, he says he cannot trust me. After much consideration he doesn’t want to break up with me as we have invested too much into this relationship to walk away from it all….
My heart is completely broken, but I still don’t want to beg him to take me back. I don’t know for sure if I want to marry him, as I am 27 he is 36 and we haven’t dated for a year yet. I’m not going to say it’s not a total possibility, but it’s not in my immediate future.

It’s been less than a month since me and my ex broke up. he was the first person i ever fell in love with. we went out for a year and a half and now we don’t talk anymore. a part of me still loves him but after everything we went through i’m just looking forward to moving on. i’m currently going out with someone else and i adore him but a part of me still wants to be with my ex. do i leave the one i adore for the one i may still be in love with?

Everyday I struggle through life I was born with a deformed left leg and I need to have surgeries (which I hate) and I need to wear custom made shoes which cost ALOT and are the ugliest shoes I have ever seen I always dream about wearing Converse sneakers =( and I’m not good at running either back when I was in school in physical education I was always bad at running I always limped It was a HUGE effort in races I always came in last I hate my life.

Seeing as the upstairs bathroom was in use I ran to the basement to use that one. The moment I flushed I could help but yell fuck, waking everyone in the house up. Water was poring out of the top of the toilet and all over the floor. I slipped and fell on the wet floor well attempting to call for some help and almost banged my head off the counter. though My head hit a wall instead and my clothes were soaked I survived. My father came to my rescue and made the water stop after I though I was in for a swim. I let a sigh of relief out only to find out that I will be now paying for a new toilet for the house… so say my mother…. good bye pay checks and good by moving out… Paying for this roil flush up is gonna kill me!
The even better part is that the toilet is still making sounds that are making me have to pee again… Lets hope I don’t break the other one!

I want to move on another body, i beg god everyday to change my life and solve this fucking mental issues but guess what? Nothing fuck. Thank you god that is fucking awesome. And these fucking friends can come and knock at my door and say heeey wtf are you doing are you still a life? Or something but no, everyone looks at me so mad and i do not know why the fuck

There is this girl i met back in 2009 nov. we started hitting off pretty well and we officially started dating on feb 14 2010. But the next day she had to go back to israel for visiting her family. She hadn’t seen them for 3 years. Apparently her ex bf had proposed to her and her parents loved her ex bf and she couldn’t decide in the beginning but ended up marrying him. Two days afer the wedding she came back to the states and contacted me. At first i didn’t talk to her for months but I caved in thinking we can still remain friends. But not too long after we started doing things we weren’t supposed to be doing. She decided she wanted to be with me and not him. We got into a fight on where she can get a divorce. She chose to go to Israel despite my pleas not too. Her husband, her father, and her went to ny first to see her brother. She decided then that she would come back to dallas and do as I had suggested earlier. We got into many arguments over text and phone while she was in ny. When she came back we still did the things we werent suppose to be doing and she had decided that she will talk to her husband and convince him of getting a divorce. If within 4 weeks he didnt give the divorce she would file for divorce and move in with me. She then changed her mind back and forth 3-4 times and after much argument she tells me she is going to go back to Israel and stay with her mom and inevitably staying with her husband. Leaving my to suffer this alone. I find that unfair and am planning to expose her unfaithful relationship she had to her husband and her family. I can’t sink in this by myself.

Every day I Have struggles and a main one is i have tobe a sexual prostitue on the streets make money to pay my rent and for food and things. i havent showerd in days and hungry i am at the county libary right now and i just wanted to let that out and i thought this the place.

I’m 73years old, an ex-police officer. I lost my wife 33years ago. Never ever talked to a woman which I liked since the day she left. I feel alone, I feel killing myself. Nobody even says hi when i take a walk. No one even smiles when I take a walk. Where is this world going to, I have no idea. What should I do?