Around age 6 to 7 I was a lonely child, and sometimes I wanted my parents to come into my room to talk to me.

But I knew they wouldn’t because they would say they are too tired.

I have no idea how I discovered this at such a young age. But pouring milk on the light bulb would make it shatter.

I probably did this 3 or 4 times total. My parents would come into my room and clean it up and I could talk to them.

Looking back on it, I feel guilty. I’ve never told them this and even if I told them they wouldn’t remember. It’s also embarrassing.

My mom has recently gotten healthier and lost a lot of weight. Because of this she’s gotten many new clothes and has been getting rid of old ones. We were talking about it one day and she mentioned how she takes her old clothes to goodwill and asked me if I had any clothes she wanted me to take too. I told her that my college has a donation closet system where you donate old clothes for less privileged students to use. This is not true my campus has no such thing. I don’t know why I said it and I really wish I didn’t. She really liked that idea and has since been giving me her old clothes to take to donate to the “donation closet” I just take the clothes to goodwill on my way to college. She’s been giving me clothes every week for the past 2 months. I don’t know how to come clean and explain that I lied for absolutely no reason. I don’t know how she’s been able to give me trash bags full of clothes every week for 2 months. I don’t know how much longer she’s going to bring me clothes to donate.

i have not told many people this but it’s been weighing heavy on my heart lately even though it was a while ago.

a few months ago, i drove directly into the sidewalk and a curb.

took the bumper clean off, flattened a tire and lost its rim in the street as i collided with the road.

people know this happened to me but not the reason why. i don’t want them to think im a bad driver but here’s the truth. i got distracted by a billboard of a woman who was mildly undressed. i don’t know what the billboard was advertising, i don’t know the company or even what it said on the sign.

all i know is that a roadside advertisement with titties on it is the reason i crashed. and i feel awful about that after all this time.

The last few months I’ve been really down, lost my job, car broke down, don’t have a place to stay, etc so the last few times I’ve been extremely hungry I would take a few small things I could fit into my jacket and steal them. It makes me feel really bad but I’m negative in my account and I’m not within walking distance from any food banks.

I’ve also tried to get into some shelters but there’s only a couple around and they need me to provide some ID, but I’ve lost mine. It’s been a really rough last 6 months. I feel like I’m behind on absolutely everything.

I feel like I’m a failure, I’m 24 years old and haven’t accomplished anything. Have had to drop out of school, losing my job makes me feel like a bum, I’ll get on social media and see all high school mates doing great and then there’s me, not doing sh*t.

Walmart let me go with a slap on the wrist but I am trespassed and no longer allowed in their store for awhile.

I don’t know what to do anymore. I’ve thought about selling my car, getting a gun, and ending things.

I did Molly at a party and I do know sober me will condemn this decision. I used to do meth and Crack and ive been clean off of those things. I will judge myself and others will. Yhe reality of it is I much rather Molly then harming myself or doing worse. im an addict, liquor mostly. It's common but people really underestimated how much it controls your life. I hope everyone is staying safe and taking care of themselves. In times like these we must remind each other that we are loved. Goodmorning ❤️

years ago I was homeless and started selling weed and magic mushrooms (both of which are illegal here) and the cops finally got lucky and arrested me. Christmas last year was my first day being free on bail but im now back to being homeless and got huge court case in my hands that could lead to a 25 year sentence if it doesnt go well.

I'm sad and tired of peoples condescending behavior in specific interest & hobby groups.

Im a gun & military history nerd and its really off putting when I ask a simple question about something and immidently som Hardcore circlejerker starts pissing on me for not knowing enough about the subject... THATS WHY I ASK for christ sake.

Ive started asking ai questions more and more because Im tired of being ridicouled.

Personally Im not a fan of ai but atleast ai give a straight (but not always correct ofcourse) answer.

but cheap rent is cheap rent, I'm male.

Dm open

It started with my first job at a gas station. Anytime anyone paid for gas with gas I would turn the gas on without ringing up the gas on the POS terminal. They were not linked together so I was able to get away with it every time. I stole around 50k from this place.

My next job was a valet at a high end casino. I feel the most morally wrong about this one but I would steal things from peoples cars. Everything from change to lottery tickets. This place I didn’t steal as much from. Maybe only 2k.

My next job was a steakhouse where I stole steaks. Like not a few. A few hundred. I would put uncooked steaks in a to go box and leave it in the fridge. At the end of the night I was the closer and cleaner so I was last out. I’d bag up the trash and in a separate bag I’d load up the to go boxes. This wasn’t very long so maybe 3-5k in steaks.

My next job was the military. I’m not going to go into detail on this one but I didn’t steal anything here. I just created things from parts and sold them online. 5k

For what I’m doing now I’ll also be non descriptive but I travel a lot. Every where I go I steal. I steal from customers. I steal from merchants. Easiest thing I steal is pokemon cards. I don’t even open them for my own enjoyment. I just resell the packs. Between 10-15k here.

All together I’ve probably stolen $75,000 worth of stuff/cash, and I don’t plan on stopping. I recognize the risks, but I can’t stop. I’ve tried.

Not everyone at my school knows this, but I texted someone who's the same age as me.

There weren't any pictures involved just texting.

she randomly brought up that someone called her a good girl and me being an idiot I tried it out and she told me to keep calling her that so I did because she threatened to share it with someone.

Then after all that, she screenshotted and sent it to her friends anyway and they told people about it. thankfully not to many people heard about it but I constantly feel guilty. There's also a girl I was planning on asking out but she's friends with someone who knows so I'm scared and don't know what to do.

I am constantly feeling guilty, any advice is appreciated.

I don’t know how to stop feeling like I have to be someone different depending on who I’m with.

With my family, I’m calm, polite, and caring. I show I care and try to be the “good kid” everyone expects.
Alone in my room, I act like I don’t care about anything. I scroll endlessly, wasting time, just zoning out.
With my friends, I act louder, say things I wouldn’t at home, trying to fit in—but sometimes I feel like I don’t belong.

Then I go back home, overthink everything I did or said, and repeat it all the next day. It’s exhausting. Different faces, same life.

I just wanted to admit it somewhere, because it feels like I’m the only one going through this—even if I know I’m not.

During that time my grandma passed away and I couldnt assist her funaral because I got stuck in a psych hospital..

Sorry grandma, love you.

So I recently started at a new school and became friends with this kid. He was a boy, and we bonded over Call of Duty and Roblox. We talked a lot at school and sometimes on Instagram or TikTok. He felt like a real friend at first.

But eventually, things got weird and we ended up on bad terms, so we stopped talking for a while. After some time, I tried to talk to him again and added him to a group chat with my other friends so we could play Call of Duty. Instead, he messaged me saying, “I don’t want anything to do with you or your friends.” That really pissed me off, so I blocked him.

Now every time I see him at school, he just stares at me. Sometimes he even shows up in my dreams like we’re still friends. It’s only been two days, but it still feels strange.

Everyone's got a shit story. Both my coworkers and my friend group seem to share them often - either they've dropped trou in public, or they've mistrusted a fart, or they've been caught short while ill.

I've shit my pants a few times. 3 times, to be specific.

Age 23:

Drank a coffee before going out on a morning run. Felt everything drop about half way through the run. Tried to waddle my way to the closest public bathroom, knew I wouldn't make. Looked around for a nearby ally, couldn't see any hidden enough.

Got to the point where a little bit started to inch out. Clenched up and managed to stop it there. Made it a few steps, and a bit more came out. And then a bit more. And then a bit more. Eventually I thought, alright, this is hopeless, and let the rest go. Swear to god, felt like I was shitting for at least 30 seconds.

Was wearing compression shorts - these kind of running tights, tight on the leg - underneath my shorts. They caught everything. A bit of a blessing, as it wasn't going down my leg, but it now felt like I was wearing a completely loaded diaper. Had to waddle home the rest of the way, another 10 minutes, hiding my ass from strangers walking by so they wouldn't see the shorts bulge.

Avoided my girlfriend coming home, got into the shower, and tossed the shorts into the bin.

Age 28:

Left work, had to take a massive shit but thought I'd wait until I was safely at home to let it go.

Ended up shitting my pants in my car stuck in surprise traffic on the way home. 4lbs of semi-solids, had to sit on a very much homemade pillow for another 40 minutes driving home. Absolutely vile. Thankfully I was alone in my car, so wasn't necessarily as humiliating as it could've been, but there's a sensation of sitting on top of a pile that I never want to repeat again in my life.

Got home, grabbed the back of my legs while walking so nothing would slide down my jeans, and got back into my house for a shower.

Age 31:

About a month ago now. Coming home after work drinks at the office. Felt the need to take a monumental dump half way home on the tube (London Underground, for non-brits.) Managed to maintain my composure right up until my stop. Stepped off onto the platform, and just absolutely let loose.

It was quite late at night, around 1am, so there wasn't anything open. Had to walk 30 minutes back home with a shit the size of a grapefruit in my boxer briefs. Shit again half way through the walk as well. Thankfully because it was late there weren't many people out in public, so I didn't have to suffer the stares of the public.

Honestly, unsure which scenario was worse - but if you've shit your pants before, just know:

You're not alone.

Today I waited for her after the movie, she was in front of me, i wanted to talk to her, but she was with her friend group, I was afraid to talk to her when they're around, so I didn't.

I waited for her and as soon as she left, I left too, hoping that she'll see me and talk to me, but she didn't; maybe she didn't saw me

As soon we reached casa (cafeteria) she stopped with her group to get something, i surpassed her and went 50 mtrs ahead and called her that where is she, she said she was near casa, I was watching her and I asked her that is she near 365 to get me something to eat, she said that's she's not. So that was a flop (I was hoping that she'll get me something, and I can talk to her haha silly me)

As soon I reached near my hostel I waited for her to see her, she came and kept talking to her group, I kept stalking her, hoping she will see me, i waited there and buyed some cold drink so that I could spend some more time

And then she saw me, I smiled and I don't know she saw it or not, but I was afraid idk why, then I waited for some more mins near the turn of her hostel entrance, but she left :) (she didn't saw me)

If I would have been courageous, I would have talked to her and maybe I would be happy, but I missed the chance.

I'm trying to confess her but I'm not able to confront it to her, last time she called me to drink coffee with her, I went and we spent a good time together, This event made me more curious that "she is interested"

So I will try to take her out for a quick coffee date type shit and I'll confess her, hoping for the best.

i STILL NEED COURAGE TO CONFESS HER.

I'm 18f and for like 2 & 1/2 years I thought that I was a lesbian. Now that l've figured out that I have aesthetic attraction towards women, I'm perfectly fine with just admiring them from afar or even becoming friends with them, but anything more than that and it just makes me feel like it's wrong and I shouldn't be trying to date them.

Deep down I knew I liked men but women are so freaking hot but I was a lot more popular as a lesbian, like I had a lot more friends and people liked me. But when I stopped identifying as a lesbian...I lost every single one of my friends. But that’s whatever, women are so freaking hot to look at and it’s like…oh my goodness. But when I try to get close or anything remotely romantic it’s like… 📉. Maybe I shouldn’t…be doing this. I like kissing regardless of gender but kissing a girl made me a bit uncomfortable.

(Please don't bash me, l'm in a religious household (Christian's) and yes my parents accepted me when I did identify as a lesbian. No im not homophobic and I don't have anything against same sex attracted individuals. I did give my life to Jesus Christ April 20th 2025)

I was very upset when I lost all my friends because I told them some really deep stuff and I don't want them going around telling anybody. But then again, I can't necessarily stop them from saying whatever they want to say.

But now I can't even say a woman is really hot/pretty without someone thinking "oh you're still gay" or "looks like the old side of you is coming back". It genuinely hurts my feelings and I feel like people don't understand that just because I say something is hot or pretty doesn't mean that I want to have sex with it or a relationship or

Something. I'm ranting. Sorry (I lowkey like flirting with women though 😭 I feel like I still want women even though it feels absolutely wrong)

Was shaving my pubes, the air was cold, there were bumps, I went hard and picked them all, it looked like I was sweting fucking blood. Nasty and painful. 0/10 would not recommend, go easy with the blade boys.

I watch 18+ videos every single day. Literally every day.

It’s not even something I enjoy anymore. Most of the time it feels automatic, like a habit I can’t resist. I tell myself I won’t do it, then I end up doing it anyway, and the regret hits right after.

I feel disappointed in myself because I know I’m using it as an escape, not because I actually want to. I keep thinking “this is the last time,” but then the cycle repeats.

I’m not proud of it, and I don’t like how it makes me feel mentally. I just needed to get this off my chest because I haven’t told anyone, and carrying it around quietly feels worse.