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If I die.... Content Warning.
By the title I'm sure you can tell that yesterday was hard. When I think about it, I start to cry. So it's hard to think about things clearly to make a plan for my future. But I guess that is how they do it. They brake you down so that you are so depressed and emotional that you can't think straight.
By Talara Nolan3 years ago in Confessions
Thriving in Relationships After 40
A comprehensive guide to finding love and building meaningful relationships after 40, including tips on overcoming challenges, practicing self-discovery and self-love, effective communication, strategies for building emotional intimacy, dating advice, online and offline dating strategies, the role of confidence and authenticity, and finding love through second chances.
By Timothy A Rowland3 years ago in Confessions
LOVE ME
I guess you can say i'm difficult or so i've been told but that just sounds like it's coming from someone who doesn't know how to handle me my apologies if you find me a bit too challenging i mean i'm sorry i'm sorry that my past ptsd from my past relationships causes me to think that you can't be good to me you say i'm being a detective but i just think i'm being protective excuse me, if my tone of voice is a bit aggressive i'm just reiterating the fact that i was never the one to mess with i mean i'm sorry i let it happen again i let past experiences where shitty ass men dictate the way i interact with you and i really want to trust but it's obvious i still have some issues i need to get through i never said that loving me was going to be easy but if you're going to do not excuse my assertiveness for inability to be submissive i just know what i want so i'm making sure you understand the mission listen.
By Gracey Jay3 years ago in Confessions
Navigating Love Beyond 40
Dating Past 40: Discover the unique challenges and opportunities of dating over 40, including tips for success, avoiding common mistakes, online dating options, balancing responsibilities, introducing kids into new relationships, and the impact of relationship quality on midlife adults.
By Timothy A Rowland3 years ago in Confessions
Accepting I am with a cheater. Content Warning.
I had believed it for some time, however I have to now know that I have to accept it. And those are two different things. So my 'boyfriend' has been telling me, or trying to tell me, that he has gone back to being a bodyguard for bad people. His words. People who are drug dealers, strippers, in brothels. There were a few videos he sent me in the past, but he was always alone in the videos. I had a guess that he wasn't working in those videos. I would say that it didn't look like a brothel or a drug dealers house. However, I am not around those people or places, never have been. So I didn't have any proof or evidence that it was anything more than he was saying it was. However, he recently sent me four videos. He claimed that those videos were proof that he wasn't doing anything wrong, that it was proof that he was being honest and transparent. They were all in an apartment, a nice apartment, seemingly alone with a woman. The first was of him, his back was to a woman who was standing at a counter, so her back was to him. He moved the camera down, and the girl was standing there in a sweater in her underwear, so her ass was totally out. The second was him in the hallway, then he shows her doing her makeup. The third she was bending over to do something for her little dog. He took a video of her ass, she had pants on now, but moved his hand like he thought about smacking it. The fourth was them walking down the stairs of the hallway to go walk her dog.
By Talara Nolan3 years ago in Confessions
Resurrected by Nadine: A Symphony of Triumpf over Desolation
In the twilight of my existence, I found myself lost in the shadows of a life that seemed dead, like a flower wilting in the cruel grasp of winter. Each day felt like a relentless storm, battering my spirit with torrents of pain, emotion, and haunting traumas that clung to me like ghosts of the past.
By Ryan Kubera3 years ago in Confessions
Life of Invisibility. Content Warning.
No matter what I do what I try and no matter how positive and supportive I can be I still feel I get stabbed in the back and suffer and in turn I have to ask for help over and over in the end the only result there is; is me becoming invisible but it is understandable when it comes to your friends because who wouldn’t be tired of me or you always asking for help, it’s draining the life out of you. I even tell myself I will only be there for my friends from hereon. I will never ask for a favor or ask for help. But here we go again, can you help me? I am so fed up asking for help and it’s only because I tried helping other people I myself get burned. And I look at my life, and ask myself what did I do to deserve this? Because I try and I do my best to make my friend's life easier but here we go again. Why me? From the gecko of life it hasn’t been easy but I have fought the odds, and I tell myself I can be happy I do deserve this but over and over I get burned if it’s not my job it’s my personal life that gets hit hard. So what do you do when you are in a situation like that because if it wasn’t for my dog I would take my life and I say that because that’s how I feel, no matter how much I like to end it I know I would never do it because even if I get burned over and over I still have a lot to live for and so do you. It’s important to express yourself because then it won’t get bottled up. I have always been invisible for as long as I can remember, for example I post for help and I get 800+ views and not a single response not even words of wisdom or advice and not even a snarky comment, on top of that with my videos barely any view like three views, seven the most and that just tells me over and over how invisible I am, and writing this article why am I doing it because I know I am not alone feeling like this but why keep writing I only have 6 views for 1 of 3 or 4 articles, why waste my time to write if I am invisible? Because I lived in this invisible bubble for so long that now I am absolutely terrified of success. If it makes people cold and stabbing in the back, why would I want success? I would want success because I deserve it, because you deserve it. So I write this in hopes of lees invisibility. Now lets go again and for the best life, having faith in life is everything, if invisible at least make your life visible to yourself and make yourself happy regardless of others while still being good to others. Things we can do to express ourselves instead of bottling it up; Write and write, meditate, and go for walks and hikes anything that get us to release the toxins in our body and it’s important to find our self awareness because once we have that we can navigate our body better if it’s to eat healthy or just being able to express ourselves. Because even if we are invisible to others we are not invisible to ourselves and that is very important to remember because why shouldn’t you be happy, do what makes you smile and laugh and put it in your keepsake memory box so when we are sad we still have good memories that will beat the self doubt.
By Carolyna The Rambler3 years ago in Confessions
The last days of Larry Dean. Content Warning.
For the first time in a long time, I felt joy. My father, who resided at Seattle hospital, due to some negligence on Missoula Community Hospital, and a stupid nurse, resided there for five months. Thanksgiving was two weeks away, and all my brothers, all 13 of them, were sharing the joy alongside me.
By Jennisea Standing Rock3 years ago in Confessions
Mia amo, mia koro
When you think of love, you think of bumping into that just right stranger, eyes connecting with a spark, and all else seems to be just background noise. You think of kissing their lips, running tapered fingers through fluffy hair, and getting lost in emotional eyes.
By Jennisea Standing Rock3 years ago in Confessions
