No, you aren't an incel.
incel: aka "involuntarily celibate", a person (usually male) who has a horrible personality and treats women like sexual objects and thinks his lack of a sex life comes from being "ugly" when its really just his blatant sexism and terrible attitude... they believe that women owe them sex...
You, my friend, first have to work on yourself. It is a slow process, but don't give up!
Confessor: Even little acts help. Don't stop trying to make a difference. You will be the difference in someone else's life, becase of your badge and how you treated them with respect and as a human being.
Don't give up confessor, we need more like you: those who know that with great power, comes great responsibility. Yes, I quoted Spiderman, but man, you know what guns are and how to respect them.
Unfortunately I do not have much to say confessor. You got into the role of being the entertainment of others, and unfortunately people feel entitled because of the 5 bucks a month sub.
It sucks man, and I hope you find a solution.
I think the best thing to do in that scenario is to sell the house and move to a more moderately priced home in a decent area so that the confessor can save up money to transition out of being a streamer. That might mean going back to school or exploring other trades. The good thing about being a streamer is that you shouldn't be tied down to a specific location, so hopefully moving won't be too difficult.Unfortunately I do not have much to say confessor. You got into the role of being the entertainment of others, and unfortunately people feel entitled because of the 5 bucks a month sub.
It sucks man, and I hope you find a solution.
LMAO at everyone is doing it. Nope, not everyone is doing it. And, also, given the chance, I wouldn't do it.
That wouldn't help their self-esteem one bit... and that's the main problem. All it would take is them thinking that the person was looking at them with disgust and that would be it for the experience.Would it be a bad idea, though, to suggest hiring a sex worker for a night? It's clear that the confessor can't get that out of their mind. The sex really won't change as much as they think, but this sounds like something that needs to be moved past.
No, you aren't an incel.
incel: aka "involuntarily celibate", a person (usually male) who has a horrible personality and treats women like sexual objects and thinks his lack of a sex life comes from being "ugly" when its really just his blatant sexism and terrible attitude... they believe that women owe them sex...
You, my friend, first have to work on yourself. It is a slow process, but don't give up!
Unfortunately I do not have much to say confessor. You got into the role of being the entertainment of others, and unfortunately people feel entitled because of the 5 bucks a month sub.
It sucks man, and I hope you find a solution.
It's Mississippi, you kinda expect the incest. Beastiality on the other hand is always a shock.Why do I find the uncle molesting a dog the most fucked up thing here?
Not that sex isn't fun, but it's not life changing, confessor. I won't lie and say you're not missing out on something, but you shouldn't be overvaluing it. It's a fun time but it absolutely will not make you a happy person. Honestly pinching off a giant poop is a better physical feeling than sex.No, you aren't an incel.
incel: aka "involuntarily celibate", a person (usually male) who has a horrible personality and treats women like sexual objects and thinks his lack of a sex life comes from being "ugly" when its really just his blatant sexism and terrible attitude... they believe that women owe them sex...
You, my friend, first have to work on yourself. It is a slow process, but don't give up!
Right. This confessor is not an incel. I remember thinking sex was such a big deal in high school until I lost my virginity. Don't pin so much on sex. If it really feels like this unattainable goal right now, and maybe this is an unpopular opinion, I don't really see the issue in paying a sex worker. As long as you live in a place where it is decriminalized and you know the women are taken care of there (I haven't ever looked into this, but I'm sure there's a way, since there are sex work activism groups run by women that I'm sure could direct you to a good place). I don't think there should be shame in that, though I believe you're also capable of finding a partner to be sexually intimate with, without having to pay. I just wanna throw out an option for you, because it may be better just to do it and have it over so you can move past the insecurity.No, you aren't an incel.
incel: aka "involuntarily celibate", a person (usually male) who has a horrible personality and treats women like sexual objects and thinks his lack of a sex life comes from being "ugly" when its really just his blatant sexism and terrible attitude... they believe that women owe them sex...
You, my friend, first have to work on yourself. It is a slow process, but don't give up!
2 months ago or so I clogged up the toilet - ONLY from my poop! No toilet paper. It was a real proud moment for me, like one of those super rare, secret achievements.
I love my partner, and can you already see where this is going?
Cycle back to years before I even met them. I don't think I'm necessarily addicted to porn, but I do use it a lot, and it kind of gives an unrealistic impression of how easy it is to have sex with very attractive people. I've no idea how or exactly when it happened but I then discovered a website where you can browse local people who you can pay for sex. It's basically ebay, but for sex. You browse some pictures, read their feedback, send a couple of messages, work out if they're going to come to you or you're going to go to them, and then a few hours later you're fucking. All of sudden, it really was easy to have sex with very attractive people. It took me a really long time to use it, I'd browse and browse and browse, but I'd always chicken out at the last minute. What if my parents came home? What if it was a scam? What if it was the cops or something? I didn't really know what the law was. Eventually I found someone who was too hard to resist, I met them, and then I wouldn't necessarily say that the floodgates opened; but I definitely had sex with escorts 3-4 times a year, on average. It was too easy, and for someone who grew up with no self esteem at all and has little more now, I found myself for the first time being able to sleep with people who were far out of my league. Over time my "fetish" if you can call it that, became not only having sex with escorts, but filming it too. It's not really relevant to the confession, but I might as well get it all out there.
Eventually, I met my partner, I'm attracted to them and I love basically everything about them. We have sex, enough, there's never been any issue with that, but over the years I've had some really good sex, and sex with my partner is... often bad. It's not something I can ever bring up because it's not really a technique issue, just that our bodies don't mesh as well as the people I've been with in the past. Don't get me wrong, I can still enjoy it, some positions feel better than others but there are times where I feel nothing, and all the time I'm closing my eyes and fantasising about something I've seen in porn, or someone I've fucked before, or someone I've seen on the escorting site, or this one ex I had - just to compensate for the lack of sensation. It reached the point where I almost never get turned on by my partner, and so I kind of have to fake it with these fantasies. Imagine something, get turned on, have sex before it disappears. Most of the time it works. I hate that I'm doing this, that I have to do this, because I'm truly in love and I have a perfect relationship but for this one thing, and I can't find any way out of it, mentally.
It got worse.
What really turned me on was the idea that I really could be having sex with someone else, and so I fell into old habits. I'd already been browsing the site, but I began messaging people on the site again and then, on purpose, not quite arranging to meet. All I needed was to know that the possibility was there and that was enough to fuel better sex with my partner. That was bad, but it was as far as it was ever supposed to go.
Then it went too far.
I found someone on the site who honestly couldn't have been a more perfect match for me. The way they looked, their build, the stuff they were into sexually - they weren't like the perfect person or anything, but they were the perfect person (sexually) for me, and so I sent a message. We chatted (always focused on meeting, really) and then we made arrangements to meet. I didn't even want to meet them, but I just got carried away and I wasn't thinking with my head and I didn't stop the messages when I should have, like I had been doing. I had some good sex with my partner that morning before they went out, and I wanted to send this person a message canceling, but then I thought that the opportunity to talk to them about meeting would be gone forever, and they were really helping my sex life with my partner, so I just hoped that something would come up that prevented them from coming. It didn't, and so I just let it happen, and you don't need the details. Looking back I don't know if I really wanted to meet them or not, it feels like excuses, like "it wasn't my fault," but it was my fault. Then it was done. I met them a few more times over the next year. I also met some other people since, because every one of them could offer something my partner wasn't. I felt like I'd beaten some addiction when I met my partner, but when I cracked I just fell too easily back into it. I'm not sure I know how to stop.
It was never just for the sake of it, or boredom, but there was just this part of my relationship that was missing and I didn't want to sacrifice everything else I had with my partner because we couldn't be happier, otherwise.
Writing all this down I can see people telling me that I should have just spoken about the issues we had, or that I had, but like I say, they're not issues that my partner can fix, it's just the way they're built, the way I'm built, we don't match like I've done with other people. It doesn't mean much but I've never cheated on my partner emotionally, none of this sex meant anything, it was just a release when I needed something more than I was getting, but I won't try and justify it really because I know it's wrong.
At least there's something in the way of the most minor punishment, living with the constant fear that my life may as well be over if they found out, because it would destroy them and I don't know how I could live with having done that to someone who would never do the same thing to me, and who truly doesn't deserve that hurt. That fear is with me every day and it makes me feel sick sometimes. I don't deserve them, I know that, but I'm selfish. I have this happiness that I don't want to let go and I really do make them very happy too.
In spite of all this, I still don't know if I can stop, because I still browse that website for fantasies, I still send messages now and then, and I can't trust myself not to push it too far, even though I'm trying and even though I know that in the end nothing good can come of it, and that I'm going to throw everything away.
You don't need to tell me I'm a bad person, I know it, I do everything I can to make my partner's life amazing but none of it would cancel out the hurt that knowing about this would cause them.
Sorry for rambling, but mostly just sorry.
My Wife is a fucking whore and my Boss has been fucking her for years. Just learned from a friend she's been fucking him for years. I don't know what's worse; the cheating or the fact my asshole Boss I hate with a seething passion is the mystery man fucking her. For the pass 10 years the asshole has screwed me over at ever opportunity as he rises up in the company and now he's fucking my wife. What luck. Everyday I go into work and see his shit eating grin on his smug face and I just want to take a shotgun and blow his head off. 20 years of marriage down the drain and my career will be finished too. Feel's great man, feel's fucking fanfuckingtastic.
That long confession...that's what I'm talking about. I mean length wise. Just length wise.
I don't think that's a dude. Reads more like a case of anatomical incompatability if you know what I mean...
Make one hell of a music career out of your anger and heartbreak.Yikes.
Um, divorce and hit the gym?
Jesus, what do you say to this...
I doubt anyone will remember me but I made a previous confession about having a crush on an Era (or maybe it was GAF? It has honestly been too long) member, but not wanting to act on sending a PM for fear of it being deemed creepy. Well...I never did, womp womp. However at the time I was still having a back and forth with a friend via PMs and we would tell each other how our lives were going or whatever dumb stuff was happening on GAF and Era, etc. I thought she was cool, and after such a long time I was working up the courage to say "hey, maybe there's something here with us, or not."
But then one day before I could even get that chance, I just stopped getting responses. I didn't think much of it at first (maybe she's busy with life, etc), but then I sent her a couple more PMs - mainly letting her know how I've been, how my job searches have gone, etc - and never got a response, so I just stopped altogether and assumed she didn't want to be friends anymore.
It hurt since I really did love talking with her, and I didn't want to be that guy who just sends PM after PM after PM after PM with no response, so I figured I just had to accept it. This all happened months ago, and I'm not really mad or sad about it anymore, but thinking about it still kinda hurts a bit ya know? And while it's not like I'm starved for friends both online and off, I just thought maybe this could've gone further. I dunno.
Sorry this doesn't involve incest or anything, but it's something I wanted to get off my chest.
I love my wife. Listen she's perfect in every way but, i just don't feel any sexual attraction to he. The only real attraction is to her personality. She's very "manly" or non-binary. She acts like a guy, never wears dresses, works out, watches football and drinks beer with the boys. Sounds great but, I'm not sexually attracted to her or any woman for that matter. The only way I can get off from sex is if we do it from behind or she does me from behind. We've never known what the issue was and it's been fucking her marriage up. I'm gay. That's the conclusion I came towards. That's the whole reason I got with her. She was one of the guys. I really don't know what to do. We've not had sex in over a month now. I don't think I could do it anymore. I love her but, goddamn there's no sexual attraction. Honestly have no clue what to even do. Coming out of the closet will destroy our marriage and the idea of being alone scares me.
It's me again. I sent an confession earlier on about my whore wife cheating on me. Let's talk about my douchebag boss aka the Principal of the High School i work at. I'm a Physical Education Teacher at our local High School. I have been for 12 years running now. For the most part I love my job and love helping my students get into shape. What I fucking hate is my asshole Boss, the Principal. I've hated this douchebag since the time I met him. The first thing he did was squeeze my hand and slap my back real hard. See he's a passive aggressive shithead. He pretends he's nice and friendly but, fucks you behind your back:
-He continually sabotages my class by forcing us to "stay indoors and learn". Our class is Physical and about teaching teens to get into shape. Their is zero need to be indoors.
-Continually forces me to stay late to help the maintenance people clean.
-1ups me on everything I do. My wife and I bought a new house. He just bought a nice condo in Orange Beach and a new car. Then demeans me and tries to make me look bad.
-Demeans and insults me infront of my students. No privacy here. He calls me a useless idiot and a waste of payroll in front of my class.
-Anytime I send a kid to him for being unruly he reverses the punishment and instead says I'm not very good at controlling my class. Well, geez kinda hard too control when my students don't respect me and know they'll even be rewarded for acting up.
-I'm forced to work summer months and weekends. Everyone else cept a few get off. I have no choice. I don't teach P.E. during summer and I'm forced to teach whatever class needs help.
-Constantly talks shit about me behind my back and spreads horrible rumors about me to the students.
-Hired a second P.E. Teacher to act as Coach. I'm P.E. Teacher in name only now. Basically I'm a glorified sub. Reason: I clearly wasn't doing a good job as Football Coach seeing as how our team lost and for keeping failing star players off the team.
-Forces me to eat lunch by myself in the P.E. Office. I'm not allowed in the staff breakroom. He says "Why do you want to eat out here when you have an office?" News flash dingus my office doesn't have A.C. it's just a makeshift toolshed with a laptop and some first aid stuff.
-During our X-mas party invited all the staff to his home for the party. I was the only one in left at School. He didn't invite me.
-consistently tells my students I do not give a damn about their future and am only here to make money
-Told one of the female P.E. Teachers I was spying on the girls in the lockerroom. Nearly lost my job. I have no interest in any of them so why would I? He just wanted to fuck with me. He later apologized during a staff meeting but, I still get dirty looks from time to time.
-He's fucking my wife. My wife is a counselor and as such works in the front office. I learned about this affair from a friend. He's been doing this for almost a decade. I saw the video they made, I saw the emails between them.
-Now i learn my kids may not even be mine. A man should never doubt his lineage but, here we fucking go.
I can deal with a lot of shit because, I love my job but, that's the final straw. A man has his limits. I don't know but, even Prison seems like a better place then knowing he exists. Once word gets out then I'm clearly fucked. My students will never let me live it down. Honestly the thought of him fucking my wife, that fat piece of human refuse makes me want to gag. I can't even look at her anymore. I'm really tempted to kill him. Will I? Most likely not but, honestly wish I could.
This has to be bullshit. Nobody would put up with that without doing something. You'd have to have zero spine.
"She's very [...] non-binary"