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turning 22 means nothing when you can't spend it with the one you truly love...

do i try to get her back?

i'm a student at FSU and i left my hometown and girlfriend of 13 months the day before our 13 month anniversary in august of 2007. I was doing fine at school for about a month when my best friend came into town from home and stayed with me for a week. I could tell there was something wrong with him but he said everything was okay. I found out the next week from my girlfriend that she and him had made out two weeks after i had left for college and that their thing" had lasted only the two weeks up until he came up to see me. Needless to say i was pissed

tuna in the air

I am leaving my job in about a month due to a terminal illness. So Yes, I guess I am loosing it - but its fun. About three weeks ago I started bringing in cans of tuna. I open them up and place them when no one is around on top of the highest things in the office. The place is really beginng to reek and the oldest cans don't even smell like fish anymore. They have evolved into a newer stranger funk. And my office gets crowded and you can sense the frustration and accusations going back and forth about the source. My only addition to the coffee break conversation is that i hope its not toxic, from the construction of the building. Everyones freaking out. I am dying but laughing on my way out. Just a few more things on the to do list. My advice to everyone...stop being so serious about everything...its only life afterall.

I hate my mother-in-law, I stole her son

I hate my mother-in-law. She has always been nasty to me because she tried so hard to make her son needy of her and I took him away and he is growing into a real man. She has always been needy and afraid to be alone and I am sure she purposly didn't teach him the right skills to be out on his own like parents are supposed to. To her I am the other woman. I hate you for what you did to my husband handicapping and making it hard for him to learn how to be self suffecient.

fake marriage

My husband confessed to me that our marriage was a farse. I know we got married so i could easily get a visa into his country to work and live but now i regret it because i can see he doesn't really love me. He's never bought me a ring or even a Valentines card and he told me it was an indication of how he feels. What the hell does that mean? Why do I let myself be treated this way? Help

from perfect mom to annoying mom

All my life my father has given me, my mom and brother problems and my mom went through a lot so we finally left him she did everything in her power to never treat us like my father did.......she was a great mom she was one of my best friends I used to share a bed with her a lot because we moved so much........she was seriously a super mom and I loved her..... Everything was great until a little over a year ago when she met her new fiance" and about a month or 2 after they met they decided to move in together not only did we have to move so far away but into an ugly house in the middle of nowhere and he has a daughter who I just absolutely hate.....she knows how I feel and whenever I try to talk to her about anything she just stares at me and yells at me..... So has changed so much and now I can't even look at her without having a horrible thought about her...she doesn't believe I'm going to graduate high school she doesn't give me privacy she wants me to have a boyfriend and when I close to a guy she tells such horrible not embarrassing but horrible things about what I do to her and what I've done......she took her "fiance" out on my 16th birthday and has totally just disowned me and I can't take it anymore. All I do is sit in my room and count down the hours til its the next day so I can leave the house with a worthless mother who doesn't care about me and only cares about her "perfect" immature huge not funny annoying "fiance". I can't hate my mom but I do strongly dislike her"

I Broke The Bathroom

I did it ... I broke the bathroom. DH is going to be sooo mad! He's was gone on an overnight business trip so I thought I'd scrub and spruce up the his bathroom for him ... redo the caulk around the tub, replace the rusty limescaley fixures, etc. Make everything shiny and pretty, right? The drain cover and overflow are rusty, so I bought a new kit. I start with the drain cover and was trying to get the screw out to replace it ... turns out the drain insert is cheap plastic and it broke .. now there's nothing to screw the draincover into. So I think, no problem, the drain cover kit came with a new drain insert, I'll just replace that too, right? So I scape away all the putty and gunk and I the darn thing wont come out. So I'm thinking, hey it's cheap rotted plastic, maybe I can just break it out ... hah hah hah, no go. So now I need a new drain pipe that runs under the tub to screw the stupid new drain insert into. Luckily we have one left over from a different bath remodel and I can get to all the plumbing easily from the basement. So I think, just unscrew the drain elbow and pop on a new one right? hahaha! Darn thing won't come off and I'm stripping the stupid little grippy grooves on it trying. I hate all this plastic tubing garbage! I was hoping to fix all my mistakes before he got home all tired and crabby, but now I'm stuck, and he's gonna be mad about coming home to a broken bathroom. Maybe it's not so bad .. It's an old house, we're going to remodel his bathroom eventually anyway .. so maybe once I get him going on fixing the drain I broke, I can get him to continue on ripping the rest of the darn ugly bathroom apart too! He's gonna think I did it on purpose! ;)

Disgusting roommate

My boyfriend and I are renting a house with a room mate. Our room mate is a good 260 pounds, he never showers, and when he does (rarely), he infects the tub with toenail fungus. I know this, because now I have toenail fungus, and there is nowhere else I could have gotten it, his feet are grotesque. He is disgusting and constantly smells absolutely horrible, like a garbage dump on a hot day, and sometimes is prone to random fits or rage and outburst for little to no reason. He has been a great friend in the past, but sometimes he is such a jerk, and disgusts me so much, that I can't stand him. He complains about being lonely, and not having anyone to love, but it's obvious (for reasons already stated) why he is alone. If he would clean himself, and take care of his body, and try not to be a jerk, and lose weight, he could find someone, but he is just so disgusting that no one wants him. I also know he is in love with me, and I believe he is also in love with my boyfriend. I care about him as a friend, and don't know how to tell him that he needs to shower more, and that I have foot fungus because of using the shower after him. I don't know what to do about him at all. He really pisses me off sometimes, and sometimes I wish bad things on him.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry for all the happiness you are sharing with me. I'm sorry that you love me, and I'm sorry that I love you. I'm sorry for liking someone behind your back. I'm sorry for lying to you, I just don't want to lose what we have. I'm sorry for knowing that I'll have to end it soon, someday. I'm sorry that you think I'm everything I'm not. I'm sorry I've made you believe I'm the one for you. I'm sorry that we're together. I'm sorry that we've ever met. I'm sorry. I love you.

Built Up Aggression

I used to be really skinny. My arms were like twigs. If i was ever harassed or bullied, i always backed down, because i couldn't defend myself. Then i started lifting weights. I am growing muscle somewhat. Someday, i want to beat the living hell out of some idiot who deserves it, but i am still scared of getting beaten up myself.

Kurt Cobain

I had a dream about Kurt Cobain around christmas time, and I couldn't stop thinking about him or the dream so I looked him up on wikipedia to learn more about him (obviously I knew who he was but only that he was the kill of grunge and that he killed himself) I slowly became obsessed with him and the music he made and now it's becoming really bad. To the point where I cry over the fact he is dead, and have a hatred for courtney love because I am jealous of her..and in school I draw pictures of him. It's random and I want it to stop.

I pretend

to hate children because theres a possibility I might not be able to have any. That way if I'm not able to have any, I won't hurt as much when the time comes

Im sorry

I think that i want to join the military, probably the Marines. I really feel like I want to do this, that it is the right thing for me. I do not know how to tell anybody my decision, I know that nobody is going to take it well, but soon I will have to do it. Mom, Kathryn, friends, I am really sorry, I know you all will not like it, but I just have to do it Sorry

A boy

A boy broke my heart once. He left me for my best friend. They split up because he still loved me. Then I met my current boyfriend, who would literally kill himself for me. But I don't love him. I'm in love with a boy who is going the army soon, and I cant tel him. I really hate myself for it :(

In love with a memory

When I was 10 I met a boy who was 9 that lived across the street from the church I went to. A lot of Sundays after church he would be standing out on the curb and we started to talk. We became friends, went through Jr. High school then to High school together. We spent a lot of time with each other at school and his home. We never really dated, kissed or otherwise. I loved him but could never tell him because he was my FRIEND.I regret that. He dated lots of girls, I cried over them all. I dated but my heart was always his. The last time I saw him was the year he graduated. He married but they divorced a year later . He never married again but has an 18 year old son.I've been married for 37 years and it's been 37 years since I've seen him.His father and sister live in my town so I know a lot about his life. I can't get him out of my head or my heart no matter how much I try.I love my husband and I feel guilty that I still have these feelings for RAY.

I feel pathetic

ive been with my boyfriend for 10 months now and it's been so amazing. but my insecurities eat me alive. i always feel like he doesn't want to be there with me.. i know he loves me, but at times i feel like he has a hard time showing it. i dunno maybe all guys are like this. its just now for example its 10 at night on a saturday and he left my house early because he was tired. i don't know how to take it. i feel pathetic. am i overreacting?

i miss you mc

i miss you so much. i wanan talk to you every single damn night. i wanna hear your voice. i keep rememberring your face, your laughter so loud. everything that comes out of your mouth is so interesting to me. i miss it all. you say you love me so, so much. that you will wait for me. you just said days the other day. you said you'll always be there eventhough i have a bf. i haven't told you that i'm so much in love with you. i should've. keep in mind i have a bf of 9 years then you came along. you never hide your feelings. but i'm afraid to get hurt, to be humiliated so i never lay it all out. keep in mindnow i'm missing you so. i can't eat, i can't sleep. what have you done to me. why do i always phone you? why do i always wait for your call. i just wanna hug you, be close to you, be right beside you. i get butterflies in my tummy. please, pick up your phone, reply to my texts. are you mad about what i said to you the other night. i said i still love you. i'm madly in love w/ you MC.

HS football coach

I got my knee injured during practice. The coaches and trainer ignored it. An asstant coach called me a big baby. They all thought it was nothing, I was faking. I went to a doctor and he said I had torn cartledge. When the head coach found out he called the whole team together and lectured us about going to the doctor without talking to him first. I never played in a game after that. I got the knee fixed after I graduated. This was all 30 years ago and I hate those coaches just like it was last week. I'd like nothing better than to read their obits. Well, there one be one better thing - to meet them and show them the scar and call them idiots (or worse).