r/confessions

TL;DR I woke up to him inside me. And we didn't talk about it before hand. How am I supposed to go about this.

Let me start this off with saying I need some guidance because I dont know what to do.

This morning at 4 am I woke up to my boyfriend (22 year old male) of 4 years inside of me (21 year old female). I was half awake and I went to feel down there and I was wet I thought I started my period early I was still in that state where I was still mostly asleep. Until I feel something inside me and realize that he is inside of me. I push him off of me and said wttf then I went to the bathroom to clean up. I don't sleep with underwear on at night ever unless I am on my period. And we have this thing where if we talk about him doing it while I am asleep we just talk about and that's that. But never at 4 am and never when I have to wake up super early for work. We didn't talk about it before hand or anything.
But at 10 p.m he asked if I wanted to (having s3x while awake) and I told him no because I had to wake up super early for work. Yet at 4 am he is inside of me and I previously told him no. He said he was sorry and that he woke up and was really horny.He said I have all the right to be upset and mad at him. But I really don't know what to do because this has never happened before. I am at work now and I don't know what to say to him or what to do because I was SA back in 2021 and he was the one that helped me thru all of that. And he is getting pleasured often maybe 4 times a week and that doesn't include BJ's. So am I doing something wrong. I really don't know what to do or say to him.

EDIT— Just because I wasn’t wearing underwear gives him the right to do that? A lot of women don’t wear underwear to sleep because of air flow. It reduces the chances of getting yeast infections or bacterial infections. I have been doing it for a while but that doesn’t give him the right to do it and I realize that now. Something is seriously wrong with some of y’all. Just because I wasn’t wearing underwear doesn’t give him the invitation to do that to me. I WAS ASLEEP AND HE STILL CHOSE TO DO THAT TO ME.
When I get off of work I am going to have a conversation with him about it and see where it goes from there. Thank you.

I cannot give details about who I am, I'm glad to know he had several mistresses, so I doubt he could identify me. I don't know, I'm sad and upset.

I would post images from the canadian police report, but I can't attach anything to this post.

He is or was a Canadian marketing executive. Honestly, we met under a power imbalance; I was much younger and felt pressured, but eventually I liked him.

He would look for me and then ghost me, over and over again, until I told him we couldn't go on like this anymore.

It probably should have been a red flag when he told me I looked underage And yet he kept persuading me...

I Googled his name out of curiosity a few days ago; he was arrested at the US-Canada border and turned out to be a pedophile, a disgusting one. The worst part is that he has children.

I'm sad, I feel humiliated, disgusted, and guilty because I once liked him. I know his family has money; he'll probably be back on the streets in a few days, and the news will be erased through bribes, which makes me feel powerless.

I know there's nothing I can do. Part of me wishes he would never get out of prison

That’s all :)

I am amazed that in this day and age there are people that think the Christian god and Bible are real. I know the book is a physical thing but it is fairy tales

My girlfriend and I live together and Monday I was on Facetime with her sister who lives in Australia showing her the ring. My gf wasn’t supposed to be home for a while but of course with my luck she decides to come home early while I’ve literally got the ring out. I panicked and shoved it somewhere before she walked in, no idea where. We had dinner reservations right after so we left and somehow I just completely forgot about it. Later that night it hit me that I had no clue where I put the ring. I’ve been trying to search the house without looking suspicious but we work pretty much the same shifts and get home around the same time so I barely get a chance. I’m basically searching one drawer at a time whenever she goes to shower or do something lol. Thank god I listened to her sister and insured it when I bought it because at least there’s that but I LOST THE RING BEFORE I EVEN PROPOSED. I haven’t told anyone because I genuinely can’t bring myself to admit this shit out loud yet. So yeah, just needed to get this off somewhere because I’ve spent the last few days acting completely normal while losing my mind.

When I was like 5-6 I would dig in my butt in the shower and fling the poop down the drain

I would also fill up with shampoo bottles with my piss because I felt like it

I pooped in a water bottle and called it my pet

I promise I am not like this anymore but I had to confess

Well this was years ago.

It happened when our boss had a small party. After getting drunk, boss invited me and another co worker who was my friend, and we went looking for other pubs.

Ended up in a hotel with a disco floor. Inside we were introduced to some ladies who offered massage.

Boss paid for it and let us "enjoy" the moment.

I don't remember much of the details but me and the lady ended up doing the deed afterwards. I never came (being drunk and all) but it was an experience.

A few months later, I went back there for my own personal "research"

And that was it.

It was a bit expensive and very risky for stds. Lucky I tested neg.

I used to post nudes on here starting when I was about 16 or 17. Looking back I don’t even know why I did it, I think Covid was driving me insane and I felt this urge for attention. I was also in a high school relationship at the time and my boyfriend didn’t really value me for anything other than sex. I wonder if I posted on here because I felt like my only value was my body?

I feel sick whenever I remember that I actually took those photos and posted them on the internet. I was young and so stupid and I can’t believe I ever thought it was a good idea. I know theoretically other people did the same thing but I’ve never told a soul irl and I never will.

I found a site where my old pictures were posted and it made me wanna puke, I filed a takedown request but I have no idea if it’ll be honored or not.

If you’re a minor please please please don’t post explicit content; even if you think you’re being slick it never goes away. If anyone has more advice on anything else I can do to scrub that footprint please tell me:(

45M wife is 46F. I always wondered why if I get head I can last as long as I want to. But as soon as my wife and I are intimate and we have sex she can get me off in no time flat. Even if I'm physically trying not to get off I can't help it. But with a blowjob is completely different? Why would that be?

What’s something you love in bed but lowkey never admit publicly

So preface I’m married and my husband is great and our sex life is as good as it can be with a 6 year old child. We’ve been together for 10 yrs married for 8. He has certain kinks and I’m happy to oblige and act it out with him.

I bought him fleshlights before because he said that at one point he loved them but then he stopped using it and said he didn’t like it, wasn’t how he remembered them.

I asked him recently how he would feel if I got a dildo. He was very offended and said no he isn’t comfortable. I thought that’s weird. Just a toy not like it’s a real person. And after being together for so long what’s wrong with having another toy? I got a bit annoyed he was making me feel kind of bad for asking. Usually he’s super chill and doesn’t mind what I buy even if it’s sexual. But I thought about it and said, fuck that it’s my body and my sexual life. I want the damn dildo. I have no interest in other men but sometimes I just want to have some fun by myself, like if he’s not in the mood I can use my toy. He can jerk off whenever so why can’t I? Sometimes a vibrator isn’t enough!

So I bought the damn toy and it’s wonderful and I’ve used it.

When I was 14-16, I got pretty heavily involved in this one gaming community. Pretty niche one, kind of a place where everyone knows everyone. I started getting into it around 14, but I really got into it around 15. My dad kicked me out of the house for arguing, so I got sent to live with my mom and go to a new school in a different state.

There was a shooting at a school game just weeks before I came, and I was already pretty depressed. So, uh, I started just skipping school all the time. I don't think I even hit 100 days of attendance there. instead of high school, I got really into this video game place.

My dad didn't talk to me for the whole year, so I ended up following around this older guy in that community. He was around 30s-40s, very successful, pretty likable, if a bit hard sometimes.

I came into that community with a few people I had met online, like... 2 years before? When I was 12-13. They thought I was 18 and a woman, which I said I was. I started drifting from that friend group, hanging out more and more with this other friend group centered around this older guy.

Anyways, a split happens, and both of these groups, the guy who brought me there, and the guy I had kinda adopted as a pseudo-father were beefing. At this point, I was pretty high up in the community and was addicted to both alcohol and pain pills that I stole from around the house.

This intitial friend group that had brought me into the community was now splitting off to make their own community. So... The guy I had kinda taken up as a 2nd dad encouraged me to make false allegations against them to shut it down. I did, and it worked.

Besides ruining the rep of one friend, I also believe I was the last straw that caused another unwell, but really nice guy we were friends with to kill himself. He was really passionate about this 2nd community he was making, and when I sunk it, he disappeared. We found out half a year later he killed himself.

It's been around five years since then; I'm an adult now, and I still talk to some of the guys from it. The guy I accused falsely has forgiven me, but I still can't really get over it. Everyone has told me to get over it, even him, and I was young, but I just can't. It still makes me cry whenever I think of it. I'm convinced I'm going to go to hell for this, I'd deserve it.

A few weeks ago I was at a friend's place with a small group of people. I went to the kitchen to grab another drink, and while I was coming back I heard one of my closest friends talking about me in the other room.

I stopped for a second because hearing your own name automatically makes you listen. I expected some joke or maybe a complaint.

Instead, he was telling someone that I'm one of the few people he can actually rely on, that I've helped him through some really shitty periods, and that he hopes we stay friends when we're old. He even defended this annoying habit I have that everyone usually makes fun of lol.

I don't think he knew I was anywhere near the room.

I walked back in a minute later and acted like I hadn't heard anything. He immediately went back to roasting me like normal.

But since then I've noticed I'm nicer to him in these tiny ways. I answer his messages faster. If I'm getting food, I ask if he wants anything. I offered to drive him somewhere last week even though it was kinda inconvenient.

Nothing huge, but I definitely have more patience with him now.

And the embarrassing part is that apparently I needed to secretly hear someone say they value me before I started showing them more clearly that I value them too.

I'm never telling him I overheard it because he'd probably die of embarrassment and deny every word. But it's been stuck in my head ever since.

I always assumed people probably tolerate me more than they actually like me, and hearing someone speak warmly about me when there was absolutely no reason to perform for me hit way harder than any compliment said to my face.

He has no idea, but that accidental 30 seconds probably made me a better friend.

22M, work at a hospital. Receptionist on one of the floors is Mexican, about 5’4, wears glasses. Older, has kids, no man. A couple months ago she said she likes my beard and that I still have a full head of hair which guys her age are usually balding. I complimented her back and she took it well. We’ve been trading compliments since. She goes out of her way to mention her kids and that she’s single. She’s very attractive and doesn’t look older. She leaves things open ended like “I wanna party this weekend but don’t know where” or I have been wanting to see an artist while staring at me. Feels like she wants me to ask her out, but I’ve never been with an older woman so I haven’t made a move. I've also noticed her looking at me when I'm not. In comparison I'm 6'3 and tower over her and I can't stop getting the image of me and her out of my head. She has called me a baby but I honestly think I could show her I'm not. Any thoughts?

I'm 36 years old, and recently i wanted to buy a used laptop for my niece who is going to college starting this year. I searched on facebook marketplace and a few other places locally, found a good deal on a laptop, so i bought it. Upon bringing it home, i wanted to check it out, how it works etc, just to be sure, before i formatted it and make it clean, i noticed the Woman that had sold it to me, left literally everything on her laptop.

I don't know why she would be so careless, but she had dozens and dozens of folders with photos of her and friends of hers, and I'm quite sad to say a few folders were with her trying on outfits, lingerie, half naked, fully naked and then a few folders with videos of herself, fully shown, some only from the waist down or different angles, but a lot of them were very clearly showing her face too.

The videos were of her doing things to herself, with and without toys, naked dancing, stripping, and in general just not caring about anything in the world behavior.

I don't know if i should let her know that she should be more careful before selling things to others, and how a lot of people could literally destroy her life by posting all these things.

I feel bad for "snooping" but i did buy the laptop and i wanted to see how it worked.

I dont know if i should feel bad or not, but i can't unsee what i saw.

im |3 my family doesn’t understand me
were poor
i live in a country where im not from
i live in a apartment but i dont want to jump
i also dont want to cut my hand
i just want a easy way to die
no sound so no one stops me
only thing i do all day i play video games
i dont have any friends
i have to study for a test that i have to get done
10 days left
its been like 1 month learning the language
im sad
i have noone to tell these to
i want to end it
the only reason i didnt do it till now was because i didnt want my mom to get sad
but now im gonna do it for me
i dont care
just plase someone help me out
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I am a mentally ill 21 year old. When I was 15 I tried killing my parents with their own firearm.

My parents (one of them being a step parent), since I was three or four, abused me in almost every way possible.

They would scream, hit me, throw things, cut me, electrocute me, pull weapons on me, etc.

We were very poor so they would just use anything and everything against me. It didn't help they were druggies who used my child support to buy drugs.

They ignored when I was sexually abused for years and then threatened to cut off my genitals with a butchers knife if I ever hurt my siblings.

It was constant torture and led to every mental health problem I had. I had attempted suicide hundreds of times during my teenage years because I couldn't take it anymore, I was broken.

When my parents found out they never tried to stop me, they just told me to "try harder next time"

After over a decade of this torture I snapped and when my parents left I grabbed a gun and sat in front of the door waiting for them to get back. I made sure I had enough bullets and I just waited.

Hours went by

I needed something to die

I turned the gun on myself

Then I pulled the trigger

Nothing happened.

I dropped the gun and started vomiting, it felt like a horse had just kicked me in the chest and shattered every rib.

I put the gun away and took an entire bottle of benadryl. Somehow I didn't die but it was one of the most painful nights of my life, I felt like I was melting into liquid but freezing into a solid all at the same time. I turned 16 only a month or two after and had another breakdown. This time I just walked.

I walked for miles and miles, not something I hadn't done before but I did it. I passed some firefighters and they noticed me and came outside.

They asked who I was and why I was just walking around at night alone. I told them everything. I told them that I was planning on laying down on train tracks nearby or attacking a cop in the hopes I was shot to death.

They calmed me down and then called some officers over who took me to the hospital where I was transferred to a psyche ward for a couple weeks.

I told them about what I had done but I lied to CYFD because I was scared. My parents nearly killed me the last time I had called them so I just lied.

Ever since then I have gone to therapy and hospitals and have been trying to get help, but it is difficult and exhausting.

Thank you for reading this if you did, I really needed to post this and get this off my chest. I am thankfully doing far better now and I've been deemed no longer a threat to myself or others.

I found out that my mate, friends since ever, cheated on his wife when he was showing pictures of his fishing trip on his phone. In the middle of the series suddenly nude shot of two popped up.....and I immediately recognized my mate and a friended girl. He stumbled and asked me to to forget and that it was only a one-night stand.

Months later suddenly his dear wife asked me if her husband and I had fun during a trip in the mountains.....but I was never there. I remembered the picture I had seen...and told her that we had a blast of a time. Why I do not know why, saving my mate? Saving their marriage? Protect their kids? I do not know.

The result that only a few days later my wife accused me of cheating since while she was working night shifts I told my mates wife that I went on a trip with him.

This was really the last time I ever lie to "protect" someone else and by that hurting people that did do nothing wrong.

I was 16 at the time and it was my first time having sex, I admit. However, this older lady that took an interest in me gave me her phone number. I had no car, I had no money, and I just went to school and came home. She offered to take me to school instead of the bus on mondays and tuesdays and I said that would be great. She wasn't someone I knew directly but her top friends were the mom's of my classmates, but I wasn't that social to begin with to really know the moms of my classmates or the classmates themselves too well. I only sat well with everyone, I realize now, because I played football. We texted pretty much all the time for a week before she even offered to take me to school. It felt like genuine kindness at the time. She drove me to school for those first two days. Roughly 10 minutes of a drive. I didn't tell my mom because I don't really see her much as she worked two jobs that ate up all of her day basically everyday and I figured I'd tell her later. I didn't like taking the bus, mostly because of the 5 minute walk to get there and the two really harsh bus drivers.

Anyways, the first monday and tuesday went on fine. The second Monday is when she drove me elsewhere that wasn't school. She took me to a breakfast place and said I can skip school for a day and have breakfast with her instead. That was fine for me as I skipped classes here and there, almost twice a month, mostly to play video games. My mom wouldn't get mad really, because my grades were pretty good and I always did the extra work from the missed days anyways.

So we had breakfast at this small restaurant that opened super early to serve coffee and donuts and was next to small outlet stores. We sat and ate for maybe a couple hours and talked about our day to day. She was actually really nice to talk to. She had kids older than me and they used to go to my school, now graduated and in college but they still lived with her. She had a husband that she didn't really talk about much, that should have been my first clue on her intentions during prior texts, but I was not the cleverest guy at that time. After the breakfast that she paid for, I thought we were going back to my house, which would have been fine. Instead she drove me to a hotel and said she has it booked for a couple days and they even have a pool and so on and so forth. It was a holiday inn. Probably a pretty normal holiday inn. I honestly didn't know what I was doing and kind just went with it and became somewhat quiet. We got to her rented room and she said she was gonna take a quick shower. Me being kinda overwhelmed because honestly she is somewhat attractive, actually nice, and smells really good I kinda just listened to whatever she said. I liked her and did have some interest in her but I never really flirted. So obviously it was pretty exciting to know this woman was taking her clothes off and taking a shower in the hotel room I was in. She didn't strip down in front of me and I just lounged around and turned the TV on after looking out the window. I didn't find anything to watch and settled on a FX movie showing of Xmen with wolverine in it. No longer than 10 minutes she came out with just a towel and she asked if this is okay with me. I said yes, completely in denial of what is happening. It was very awkward to me and in hindsight she was very comforting during my first time. She was on top. I don't think I would have had the confidence to be on top at the time. To my credit, I lasted enough to at least have her cum first. I knew because she told me and was very vocal about her pleasure.

The next time we came together was at her place on a Sunday and basically every other day or more we would find time to meet at the hotel or her house when her kids and husband weren't home. We had planned out the nit being late too much for my first class. I was in heaven. I did tell her I felt this was all wrong and I was scared we were gonna get caught, but she had us promise to keep it between us. I won't mention her name or her features. I will say, at the time she was 38 years old. Over the next two months it would keep going and somewhat intensified as she brought one of her friends, someone I didn't know at all into our affair. It took a while for me to be okay with it, but being sexually intimate with people is a powerful ice breaker. This too continued for a while and then all of a sudden I was just left in the cold.

It broke me inside and I felt lost and probably depressed though I never want to admit that. I was ghosted even by the second woman.

During college I became somewhat of an addict and really went after older women, but no one ever felt right. I was chasing that high and I loved getting it with older women. I have had many partners by this time and even had several girlfriends my age, but there is always this hollow section in my chest that doesn't allow me to enjoy the sex or the dates than the times I have had with that first older woman in my life. I didn't have it in me to break the promise I made and I also don't want to condemn her by ever mentioning this to anyone. I'm 33 now and I have a loving partner of my age that I do love, but it eats at me when I remember the times with that older woman and I find myself lusting after many older women I come across. I hope she's doing well, but I feel I have been altered in a manner I shouldn't have been.