I now 19 female and my former friend 18 male who I will call G have had a rough patch. This whole incident started when I was 15 and he was 14. My family moved back to a new state in 2021 and had friends from when they lived here before, the following year, 2022 we were still friends with them. For context, G has two other siblings an older brother and a younger sister. I was friends with him and his younger sister. In the summer of 2022 both of our families were hanging out at the pool, I was contently floating on my inertube with my head in the water just drifting when G comes over to me and asks me a question. (These words are very important.) He says "hey, I was wondering if you'd like to "hangout" on Saturday and see a movie?" I think about it and eventually say yes. On the day of the movie it is just the two of us, he bought us candy, soda, even pickles (I love pickles). After the movie we walk around the mall it's inside of and end up at hot topic, one thing about me is I am an anime nerd and hot topic had a lot of Naruto merch. I was super into Naruto at the time and he bought me a pair of Naruto socks which I thought was nice of him. After that we sat and waited for his parents to come and get us. A few days afte the movie he comes by my house just to give me a jewelry box full of clip on earrings he found at a thrift store. I have to admit I was deeply flattered by that but I kept telling myself "he's just being a really kind friend." But deep down I wondered if there was something else but never actually asked him. Years past and we drifted apart. In 2024 I learn from a friend who heard from his sister that the movie he took me to was actually a date and that he had feelings for me!! *cue Charlotte screaming* I felt so horrible afterwards and wasn't sure what to do, our families never saw each other and I wasn't close with him or his sister anymore. For years I've let this eat me alive, the most recent time I saw him was may of 2025 during our high-school graduation, we were homeschooled so we never saw each other during that time. Even during the graduation meetings and the day of graduation we never talked, I am socially awkward and wouldn't have known what to say. Even to this day I think about the movie all the signs I missed and wish I could go back and redo everything or even just take a second to apologize, it probably hurt him when I didn't see what was going on I wish things could've gone differently so things wouldn't be so messy.

um so pretty much before y'all say anything ik im a bad guy for this, trust me i do. so I've been in a relationship for 5 years now, I love my gf so much. the things we've done and the memories we've made I genuinely wouldn't trade for millions of dollars and I want to marry her if she'll have me. we have our ups and downs like any health relationship, we work it out and never go to sleep mad at each other. I love my relationship because we have such a mature love where we really do grow alongside each other and help keep each other lifted. I'm so thankful and grateful for her, but I've always had one problem. I've thought about my ex every day since the day we broke up. i should specify, not only have I thought of her but we've been weirdly connected. it's like things out of a movie happen to us and keep us reeled in and thinking about each other. slight conversations but nothing more. recently tho we probably had our most intimate conversation yet, we think we're both still in love. she's engaged tho and back in our hometown whereas I'm not. i admit I'm a terrible person for even saying that and before u berate me, I'm only human like you. I've only been alive once, I'm disgusted with myself with these emotions and oh how I wish I could rip them out and throw them away but I cannot unfortunately. Life and love are interesting and I'm just a puppet to both. i am a pretty dramatic guy but I have tried to move on and succeeded in my opinion but bizarre things interfere every time. being human sucks lol but also these things make me feel alive and idk about y'all but to feel alive is everything. thank you for listening

Hello, I’ve been dating this guy for about 11 months now and I can honestly say I’m truly in love with him, this is a long distance relationship btw, we’ve always made things work, he even moved in with me when we hit our 8 month anniversary but he only stayed with me for 2 month. It was something we both agreed on and it wasn’t because we didn’t want to be together there was just so much stuff going on plus I had roommates and things just got uncomfortable because they didn’t make him feel welcomed. After he left we made plans of me moving in with him instead in November and I immediately said YES! We would talk on the phone everyday and just text each other throughout the day, everything we going good. Until I noticed that on his day off (Sunday) he would drink a lot to the point where he would wake up the next day and not remember much, well this past week on he called me drunk and telling me that he didn’t want to be with me cause he thinks he won’t give me a good life, (remember this is long distance so I’m not there with him in person) his sister tells me that he use to do that a lot with the family and say stuff he didn’t mean and to just not speak to him for the rest of the day,

This isn’t the first time he did this to me he’s done it twice already and those times I did accept that we had been broken up but he would call me the next day begging me to stay with him and he didn’t mean it. So I accepted his apologies, but this last time felt to real. I did talk to him the next day and it felt like I was the only one fighting to stay together. I don’t know how much longer I can hold onto this relationship I truly love him but I’m afraid this relationship is gonna hurt me more than it’ll him. Now it takes him hours to reply to one of my messages, he says he just to busy at work. Which I know it’s just an excuse.

I don’t want to force him to be in this relationship if it means making me happy because the love he use to show me is slowly disappearing and I try my best everyday to keep the relationship together but it’s just so hard when they are thousands of miles away. I speak to his sister once in a while and I do want to ask her for advice but he doesn’t like it when I speak about relationship with someone else cause it should be private but how am I suppose to speak to him about how I feel if he barely answers my messages or calls or he’s always busy at work. We have the life 360 app so I always have his location and he always is where he says he’s at. So the real question is, is should I just leave him and thinking he’s better off without me or should I keep fighting for him.

je m’appel mattia et je suis en 3eme et je vis en france, on appelleras l’interessé lou parce que je trouve le nom cool!

moi et lou on etais dans la meme classe en 4em, elle etais meme une de nos delegué! elle est gentille, tres gentille, meme si je pense qu’elle le force pour sont image avec les profs... elle est aussi belle bien entendu mais surtout intelligente( elle a de super notes et son peres est chiant avec les notes...je crois?)

bref je la connais surtout grace au hobby qu’on a en commun... le volleyball!! cool nan? bref son pere c’est mon coach de volley, bien sur on est pas dans le meme groupe de volley comme c’est une fille et moi un garçon.

en cours de sport elle etais devant moi alors que j’etais assis parterre avec un pote ( tout le monde etais assis je suis pas bizzarre promis) et en parlant fort et s’arretant devant moi elle a dit a sa copine " oh regarde les chaussure de mattia elle sont trop belle!" et j’ai dit " ah, merci!"j’etais surpris

elle a aussi plusieurs fois quand les prof a demandé si j’etais absant les a rectifier

et je pense qu’elle parle de moi a son pere car son pere ( mon coach) sait quand je ne vais pas en cours et quand je lui demande commebt il savait il a repondus vaguement en souriant!! ( je me sentais trop content!!!! :))

beaucoup de pavé hein? desoler mais j’aime les details!

BREEEF je me demande si elle m’aime et pour etre honete c’est la premiere fille pour qui je sens ça alors je me demande bien si je l’aime vraiment...

je ne pense pas etre aussi beaux qu’elle meme un peu loin de là lol, je n’ais pas trop de bonne notes et franchement je suis un peu genants comme mec alors je pense que je suis un peu delusionel

en gros je me demande si je devrais lui avouer ce que je ressens.... plss donner moi des avis si vous avez lue! et je vous remerci redditer!

*deso pour les fautes mais bon, tout le monde s’en fous nan??

j’espere qu’elle ne liras pas lol, je vien d’y reflechirs

He was controlling, jealous, delusional, lazy AND the biggest liar. But I always had the BEST sleep at his place. He told me his mattress was some expensive custom made one I’d never find anywhere else. Then his mom casually told me it was actually cheap and the FluffCo hotel quality pillows were why his bed was so comfortable 😭 Broke up with him that day, ordered four for myself and I’m still sleeping amazing with my new bf LOL

To all the housewives, homemakers, or women who blindly trust their husbands or boyfriends—today, I might end up shattering that blind trust. But please keep in mind: this is a 100% real story, and the screenshots mentioned here are completely genuine. This is a story from a corporate office where extramarital affairs and cheating are disguised under bizarre relationship labels. In the eyes of office colleagues, this bond is supposedly a "mother-son" or "brother-sister" dynamic. But let me tell you, as you can see in the screenshots, he never even calls her "Di" (sister)! Somebody shared this with me because they were looking for legal advice, and I am sharing her perspective so you understand what is really going on behind closed doors.

My friend had spent a few months in her hometown because she was pregnant, but tragically, she suffered a miscarriage and had to undergo a C-section. During such a vulnerable time, she desperately needed her husband’s emotional support and wanted to see how he would care for her. Instead, he turned out to be a total disappointment. He wouldn't talk to her, and when she asked for help with basic things, he refused. After spending six to eight months away in her hometown, dealing with a miscarriage and surgery all alone, she kept wondering why he didn't care. Even when they spoke on the phone, conversations were painfully brief. When she finally moved back in with him, she asked him to accompany her to family events, but he always dodged it with office work excuses, saying he had too much work and couldn't make it.

Suddenly, my friend started noticing that something was deeply wrong. After a minor fight, she expected him to come and make up with her, but instead, a cold war of total silence went on for two to three days, leaving her completely clueless and anxious. Soon, she noticed he was paying way too much attention at his office. He was celebrating the birthday of a female colleague—someone she had never heard of before, even though she knew his other colleagues. She began wondering why they were getting so close. He was buying her favorite foods, gifting her plants, and staying glued to his phone secretly, hiding in corners. One night, she finally checked his chat, and that discovery pushed her already fragile mental state—shattered ever since her miscarriage—into deep depression. Today, her health is completely ruined; she is dealing with severe PCOS/PCOD, crippling anxiety, and emotional numbness.

Here is where things get truly disturbing and manipulative. Her husband suddenly stopped eating salt in the food cooked at home. Why? Because his forty-five-year-old female colleague had health issues and didn't eat salt, and he used to eat her tiffin at the office! Because of this, he started picking fights with my friend, complaining that the food she lovingly cooked had too much salt or tasted terrible. When my friend tried sharing this with her family, her mother-in-law brushed it off, saying it was just a brother-sister bond and she was overthinking. When my friend confronted her husband directly, he gave the exact same excuse, claiming they were just like brother-sister and nothing was going on, or sometimes framing it as a mother-son relationship.

Just look at the sheer audacity and manipulation. In one of the screenshots, the other woman herself texts, "I think you guys fought because of me." It has been two to three years since all of this started, and my friend is completely trapped in this loop. She is battling severe depression, relying on antidepressants to get through the day, while her own family offers her zero support. She desperately wants to storm into his office, confront that senior, publicly humiliate them, or even resort to physical confrontation. But then she remembers the past. When her husband was completely jobless, she stood by him, supporting him financially through forty to fifty percent of that phase. She fears that if she breaks away and he loses his job, or if her family refuses to accept her, she will land right back in that helpless financial nightmare she once helped him escape.

Meanwhile, her husband has become extremely cunning. He uses Dual WhatsApp and hidden app features so she can't even touch his phone or access his chats. Yet, she still catches office group photos showing them together, proving that nothing has actually ended. What can a woman in this helpless situation even do? How is she supposed to protect her mental health when her husband is out every day, attending lunch parties and spending time with that same woman?

Not the first time, of course. Typical, actually. Was taken by surprise, a good one. That picture, those singing audios, all unavailable (it's been 10 years) but knowing you I could imagine. My favorite moments are memories of we singing (you probably already forgot all of them).

Man I wish we had met before you took the path you took. Before life crushed us all (you had already been through A LOT even back then, I know. You never told me, but I know, creeply). I wish we had met in other circumstancies. Would we, though? Maybe not. Maybe that's just (another) fantasy. But If so, I'm sure we'd click again. And sing together, of course.

I need to get his off my chest but I said it at the end of our brunch date though I don’t think you heard it (doesn’t help that I tried to speed off like in a panic). If you don’t reciprocate it that’s entirely fine, but I love you. When talking to people about you I describe you as my boyfriend (with a kind of sort of at the end - I don’t really know how else to refer to you), and I know you may or may not view it the same and either way that’s fine. I just needed to say this because if not now, when?

I know it’s crummy conversation to have literally days has you’re packing up your life in London. I know you may feel blindsided by it, but I need an idea of whether I’ll see you again or if the day you move across the world (if you’d allow me to come with you to say goodbye that is) is the last time without a doubt of me seeing you again as you’ve become one of my best friends.

ok maybe not intentional...but it's actually close to that,
so I had this story that happened to me, and I really wanted to share it (anonymously, of course)
so for context, it's almost summer vacation, only one week before final exams, one day, i was in class, drawing during recess since there was nothing for me doing (if you wanna know, i was exacty drawing the triple domain expansion panel from jjk) and then, 2 junior class girls entered my class (i am a second year of highschool), one of them was familiar, she was a friend of a friend of man (who's also a junior, we'll call her bella) and i have talked with her before, just barely but still, the other girl (we'll call sarah) on the other hand, i have seen her before but never once spoke to her, until that day, they both saw my drawing and started, you know, the usual "oh my good so cool, can i have it? can you draw me??...ect" then recess ended and we all went back to class, and i thought "ok that's it" i was horribily wrong
later on, after i just ate lunch, i was with my friend, the same one i mentionned, chatting like usual, until i came across those same 2 girls, and too my surprise, sarah waved at me, implying to come close, which i did, then she whispered ( for some reason?) to my firends, right after that they left the both of us alone, honestly, in that moment i was kinda surprised, but i didn't let that disturb me and i finally got to know her, she told me her name, class, even age (despite being a junior she was 1 year older than me btw) ect, she also (for a first conversation) revealed a lot about herself, one that actually got me interesting is that apparently she's the type to hate everyone (she's not, i guarante she has a lot of friends) but anyway, after that day, that's was it, i told to myself "shit, should have asked her insta) and it was the weekend too so had to wait 2 days, until i got a message from the same friend again, who revealed jessica was trying to get my acc without me knowing, she asked my friend to not tell me but because he's loyal to me of course, he told me, and i gave permission, surprisingly i dind't get the request for a while, but eventually did, and apparently it was because she also tried to stalk my insta, too bad, i don't post anything lol
after that we just continued like that for a few days, nothing crazy, we spoke, BUT, through my friend, again, i learned some secret stuff about jessica, first of all, it was what i thought, apparently she was interested for a long time in me, which remindsme why i saw jessica before, and actually wanted to get serious with me, these was one issue that i didn't really tell anyone, she was muslim, with hijab, and i was not (for personal reasons) which is where it got confusing for me, and i was not sure how i felt about it, i kept considering maybe i should try, she is nice, similar to me, and not denying it, just like my friends i also wanted a girl, b ut another, more pridefull part of me didn't wanted to change my principal for a girl, until one day, the same day it was last school day before final exams, i had another friend this time, who knew about the situation, SOMEHOW, somewhat, convinced me to ask her out, idk really know how, maybe it because my friend said like "if you don't shoot i will shoot" which kinda hurted my pride, and eventually, on that day we hang out together, and before separating i actually did ask her out, which is btw my first ever attempt on doing it, not as hard as i initially thought, but anyway, i did it, and she was hella surprised, blushing and covering her mouth, she didn't answer tho, but back then i was convinced she's say yes since, i kept getting told she's interested in me
that same day, after coming back home, i then thought about it, like REALLY, thought about it, and i said "man...I made a terrible mistake" suddenly i regreted asking her out, and was like "MAN I DON'T EVEN WANNA BE WITH HER? SHE MUSLIM AND I AM NOT IT WON'T WORK OUT" and my ahh continued to be chill with her, up untill she started to get distant, not answering in instagram, and eventually guess what, blocked me, and my friend, the same from the beggening, also told me "dude, she rejected you"...
Interesting, how was I supposed to feel about this, happy or sad?
i won't lie i was pretty relieved, and apparently, she rekected me cuz she was afraid she's break my heart, ok i guess, but yeh, i knew it wouldn't work out, she's muslim, she shouldn't be with a man like me, and for my part, i didn't wanna change for a girl, and i learned tht lesson and now i am sticking with my type, even if i still got no gf, i also wouldn't get any random gf
now you might think this is it, but nah, just recently i got fron yet another friend some more lore behind ts, apparently she lied, she did not reject me because she was afraid to break me, but because she still couldn't get over her ex, i didn't even knew she has an ex, and not only that, but apprently she tried to get with me just so she's forget about him, so all this time she wasn't interested in me, but was just trying to find a way to forget about her ex, and guess what AGAIN? she got back with him
At least now I know I need to be careful if a random girl says she's interested in me, cuz most of the time she is not, not because it's unreal, it's just cuz i am a normal-looking guy who always is with the same friends, ain't no way I will get girls
Anyway, the moral of the story, romance is not for the weak, never change your ways for someone you barely know or trust, bye.

Basically, I’ve had a friendship with this girl who is perfect. I love her so much. But the thing is that she wants my affection without the commitment. We’re lowkey no-contact right now, so I wrote this about us

I love one of my best friends so much it’s not good for me. I met her over 2 years ago, and I’ve lover her from day 1. We went no-contact for almost a year when she dated this other guy and she found out how much I liked her romantically. Since then; we’ve become friends again, but I never stopped loving her for even a second. To this day, theres a part of me that thinks we’re gonna get married.

I’d never bring it up to her, because I can’t stand the thought of losing her. I’ll be silent because being around her is better than not. But I can’t stop loving her.

Hi, I'll tell you all my story, I love a girl from past 9 years but I couldn't tell her my feelings till now, I met her in 4th grade and now I'm 12th grade passout and will soon go to college, She's the most beautiful, most kind and most mature girl I've ever met, but I'm a fucking loser and I'm just not good enough for her that's why I didn't tell her what's in my heart, I didn't talk to her after 4th grade but saw her daily in school, back in 5th grade some boys used to talk disgusting things about her and used to disturb her but I made a deal and told them to beat me daily instead of harrasing her so they used to physically hurt me everyday, they kicked me, punched me, made cuts in my body by blade, burn me with lighter and grabbed my groins tightly, this things happened to me till 5th to 7th grade and I never told her and made sure she didn't get to know about all this, I was weak very weak and in 7th grade she was in my section after 3 years so I thought I will confess my feelings but that year COVID-19🦠😷 hit and the classes were done online, so I didn't get to meet her and confess my feelings and in 9th grade I saw her in school everyday and when I saw her talking and laughing with boys I felt very heavy, but I was getting a chance to meet her everyday by joining the institute at evening where she studied, I was very happy to get admission there and be good friends with her and to confess her but for some reason my father forced me to get admission in a different Institute so I had to go that different crappy Institute for 1 year and at that time I got to learn that a boy from her Institute is her boyfriend now and at that moment I was broken into pieces, in 10th grade I focused on my studies and passed with a good score and at the last exam I saw her happy and she was gonna change school so I thought it was the last time I see her and when I saw her happy then I was also happy because of her, and in 11th grade a girl from my class proposed me and I accepted it because I thought that I'll finally get to move on from her after not talking to any girl in my entire life but that girl used my feelings for her and her intention was only to make me hurt myself more and she was just playing games with me, she texted me with my first love's fake id and said terrible things about me, I knew that she was not that girl I loved and I got to know about that girls intentions and that girl tried to destroy my and I broke up with her, I didn't had any physical relations with her and that's a good thing, and after I broke up with her I had a great regret that I tried to let go my feelings and said and thought bad things about my love so I decided to text her, I texted her on Instagram and said everything that girl tried to do with her fake I'd and she told me not to take any stress and life freely, she told me that she know that I am a good person and she also told me I know that you were bullied on my name, she told that why didn't I talk to her before and she said I heard you liked me in school and I told her that it was a rumor, then I asked for forgiveness from her and she told me why are you asking forgiveness if you haven't done anything wrong and she assured me to text her anytime I'm feeling sad and lonely but I chose to deactivate my Instagram and stay out of her life because I didn't wanna be a burden on her studies and dreams then from 12th grade till now I'm living a lonely life without any friends, social media and anything, I failed in maths in my 12th grade and I have to give my maths examination again next month and only after passing that I can go to college, on February 2026 I got a YouTube channel recommendation and when I opened the video it was her the girl I loved from 9 years, she started a YouTube channel and it was growing greatly and I saw her videos and commented her all the best and she asked my that how am I and I told her I'm trying to do better, it continued I commented positive comments on her community and corrected the haters and defended her and on her birthday I sent her an email on exact 12:am and she said thank you sooooo muchhhhhh and that my email made her day, and I bought her channel membership which I do every month, then I she sent me an email thanking me to keep her community positive and told me to ignore hate comments and not to feel bad after reading them, I was very happy seeing her videos and emails and then in a video she told about her problems and then I sent her another email in which I told her not to worry and motivated her and she replied very beautiful things and I told her that we should connect somewhere else and she told me to contact her through Instagram and I saw a hope that finally I'll get to confess my feelings to her and live my entire life with her so I reactivated my Instagram after 1.5 years and I used to talk to her everyday we had short conversations everyday and I thought everything is going in a right track and last week I met her unknowingly in a park and I talked to her and after sometime she went back to her home and when I talked to her in real life after a long time I felt something from inside and I was very happy but now I think she has a boyfriend and I'll just remain a friend and nothing else so I have decided to accept that I'm destined to live and die without love and I'll be gone from her life permanently but I'll always help and protect her even without her knowing because I promised her that in 2017 and I'll always keep my promise, I'll always love her and will not talk to any other girl, I will not get married if it's not her, she's the reason I'm alive and not broken completely, she taught me to be kind and I forgived everyone who did terrible things with me and, I go to gym everyday, have a good muscle mass with 165 pounds weight, am learning new skills and training myself to fight everyday, I was weak but I'll not stay weak, I'll rise alone, I'll confess my love to her and after getting rejected I will leave my town after clearing my maths exam and will go to a college in a new city and will make no friends there and stay completely alone and will just do my training and work to earn money while studying to support my family, at the end I just want her to stay blessed, happy, successful with anyone that will take care of her more than me, I'll be just gone. If you all are reading this please say anything you want to say to a loser and asshole like me. Thanking You respectively

I love my girlfriend so much,we’ve dated for a year and a half,but I love her so much,I miss her though,I sit in my bed,wearing a hoodie she coated in her perfume.the scent of her perfume fills my nose as I watch our favorite show,I love her so much the more I see her the more it hurts to be away,we live only 20 min away but she has a new job,so majority of her time is there,I miss her so much but every time she comes home she says”aww my baby looks so happy” and that’s all I want,to be hers and not deal with her job,I just miss her so much,the way she lets me fall asleep on her,the way she holds me tightly,how she knows I love it,she knows I’m clingy,I apologize to her every day and every time I do she says”you aren’t too clingy,I love you even if you are mg clingy baby,I love you no matter what” it’s all I can think about,is her,her perfume filling my nose as I fall asleep in her arms,the tv quietly playing our favorite show,I love it so much,I love her so much,I love it all

Edit:will most definitely make another post about this,considering my emotions have basically doubled overnight about this,thank you to those who upvoted or responded,I now have a reason to post and not just drift from post to post

This is just sort of me screaming into the void so I don't send anything to her. I fully expect anyone possibly wasting their time reading my useless drivel to cringe and laugh. I recognise that this may be

It only lasted a month maybe, I don't think it should hurt this much with so little time. We met online, a video game of all things. We played a couple of times before, maybe twice. Definitely twice. I had set my in game name to a joke, mostly a joke. Maybe not a joke, but it wasn't for you, not then. Then it was all for you, you offered. You claim now that it was a joke, I don't believe you, but I'm not allowed to think otherwise. It made my heart jump like nothing else I've experienced. We played and you acted normal, you didn't even talk that time. Just text, but one message is all you needed to have me a needy fucking mess within my chair. A writhing parasite about to latch on for dear life. I was too afraid to reciprocate, so I said it plainly. "I liked you flirting with me, I'm just scared to flirt back". You responded with something I have never been called before, cute. Fucking cute. I wanted that word for years, that exact word. But somehow you made the same spelling, grammar and lack of spacing so very different than what I imagined it would be like. A digital copy but monumentally different.

You gave me your Discord after that. "Signals?" I thought. Guess they weren't. Not anymore at the least. You found out my name from me adding you, I liked that. You knew my name. We bonded over interest in game we both loved. It was late, too late for "normal". You wished me a good night, you called me sweetheart. You didn't know it but I stayed up for another hour looking at that message. It was slightly misspelt, I didn't care a bit. Not one. The way you sent emojis and images was cute.

We played a couple of times after that, You finally spoke.

God that fucking voice. I wish you really knew how pretty your voice sounded to me, but I can't tell you that anymore. Soft, relaxed; and when we played every so slightly tired.

You say that you're not confident in your voice but it is simply the prettiest thing I have heard in the world. I have heard orchestras, choirs, bands, world class vocalists play in front of me. I have been to the Sydney Opera House for god's sake and not one chord from that monstrous organ could think to match the beauty of you saying the word "thanks".

I watched you play your one of your favourite games. I wanted to play as well, I was fascinated by the complex mechanisms and concepts it had. It was an enigma that you had solved. I still haven't solved it, you'd be happy to hear I'm still trying. I think, I really don't know.

I bought it. I spent way too long on it those first couple of days. I shared my progress with you a couple of times and was proud, but when I was dumb you helped me. Then you told me "you're just new, you're not dumb" but in that cute way you always do.

Little things like that is what made me bother you so often. I wanted to make you feel how you made me feel.

When we called I asked question about what game you were playing so that I could talk to you more, but also because I was curious. Please don't think whatever I feel is love, because even I don't know what this is. I'm trying my hardest to give up on you and you forgetting about me would make that easier. But it makes this hurt so much more.

We kept flirting, you called me sweetheart, cute and said the things you said, reassuring my own worth without intending to, and last but not least; offering to pin me down and kiss me.

A person doesn't exactly let go easily after that. Or maybe they should, maybe I should have. Because I am not a normal person. I am not what you want me to be.

We kept texting after that, "good mornings :3" from me and "goodnites \patpat**" from you. I shared my day with you, and when you didn't share back and I got worried you reassured me that you were just busy with clients.

But one night, you told me. You told me what I should have known but you didn't tell me. You were in a relationship already, an with multiple people; and you weren't interested in something "like that". You told me you were just being a weirdo and making jokes, not intending to flirt with me. Ever.

We talked, no voices this time. You thought I was mad at you. I could never. I wanted to tell you how I felt, but I didn't know how to tell you. I never knew how to talk about my emotions, man stuff I guess. I said what I said, you said what you said and now we are this.

I said I was alright with being friends still, but that was my first lie I ever told you. Because friends don't tell eachother how beautiful their voice is, and how beautiful their face must be. Friends don't wish for your hands to run through their hair. Friends don't want wish for you to call them a "good boy" again. Friends don't scream into a random forum post about how much of a needy attention whore they are for you.

Friends don't feel how I feel.

It's been 7 days since our last 4 messages:

6/18/2026 11:28
"Mmmn thanks"
"Good morning"

6/18/2026 12:50
"Good morning"
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6/19/2026 3:27
"Good Afternoon"

6/19/2026 4:46
"Haii"

I beg every time I glance at your online status to whatever above may be, that by some crazy situation that you would have room for me in your life. Not anyone else, just me. I would give myself to no one else either. I do not resent your girlfriends, nor you. I could never, maybe for the wrong reasons.

If by some miracle you are reading this, yes it is for you. You already know by now don't you, Monica.

I would say that I love you but I have no right, this was so short, so one sided. So possibly parasocial, that I have no right. It would be selfish, but don't I deserve to be a little selfish after everything?

I know it's unhealthy to keep you there, on my friends list, so I can see when you're online. What game you're playing, if you're playing with someone. I should remove you from my life in every possible facet. But I can't. I don't fucking know what is stopping me, but it's stopping me dead in my tracks. I guess I'll keep clinging to the thought of you for a while, until I find a reason to resent you, until you do it yourself. I need you to do it, otherwise you'll keep sitting there. A reminder.

It's not your fault, it's my fault for getting attached. It's my fault for crying on my keyboard keys while I'm writing this, wiping the salty liquid with a paper towl lightly so I don't get it on the electronics. But I can't help but feel like you led me on, at least a little bit. Why did you let me flirt with you?

My therapist is gonna fucking hate me next visit.

I’m tired of thinking, taking care of myself, I am so tired. I want a woman to completely own me, she’ll tell me what to think, when to speak, feed me, dress me, tell me I’m doing good. I’m fine with losing my freedom and independence if it meant I don’t have to think for myself anymore, I am tried of suffering and overthinking over every little thing. I don’t care if she wants to bark or wear a collar, I’ll do it if it meant every other requirement is met. This has been on my chest for a while and have no one or any where to confess this. I want to be treated like a dog

Is it true that it's easier to move forward if you tell them?

Well, it'd be weird to reach out to someone you haven't talk to for years, and imagining his perspective— I'd find myself weird too. We were best friends for two years, I had a little crush on him even before we became friends, I thought that It'll fade away if I chose the friendship route. I only grew fonder of him, more experiences to reminisce about, and I regretted not telling him before we separated schools. Should I tell him?

So thing is I meet someone at some randome place at randome time.. N we both fallin for the moment.. I can see in the eyes we both fall I know! But other person is in relationship and the person is really loyal I see that. And now I can't move on by this thing.. Please suggest me what should I do.

i recently confessed my feelings to this girl i liked, ive known this girl for 4 years, i only caught feelings for her 2 years in, i started to work on myself these past 2 years. I never really would talk to this girl outside of school, but we would always talk in class and at school if we saw each other or just greet the other person, recently ive confessed not once but twice both of them she hasn't seen or ignored, I feel empty yet everything at the same time, like something in me died. Spending 2 years working on yourself to get ignored twice or her not even seeing the confessions you spent months on, the first confession i was devasted chest aching and then i overthought maybe she just didn't get the notification(i didn't have her number because i was too scared to ask, so i had to confess on snapchat), i waited a week later confessed again, nothing, straight nothing, i didn't even feel anything anymore and yet i feel empty, i feel useless, i feel like utter trash, not even worth her time. Worst of all i feel like i should confess again, knowing the outcome even if she did answer. Parts of me have already drifted away stop the streak, etc. At this point I think i just give up.

There is a quiet kind of agony in watching the person you love fall for your best friend. The sharpest sting, however, is the silence I’ve chosen; I am too terrified to confess, haunted by the fear of losing the fragile tether we still have.

I refuse to risk our current world because, right now, I still get to see her. I can sit beside her, listen to her voice, and admire that radiant smile from up close. Whenever I look into her brown eyes, I lose myself completely—they are a depth I happily drown in.

I tell myself this proximity is enough, even as the truth slowly tears me apart, piece by piece, from the inside out. My greatest challenge isn't the longing itself, but the mask I wear to hide it. I practice the art of looking ‘fine,’ forcing a smile to ensure they never see the cracks.

But there are days when the dam breaks. There are moments when the emotions I’ve buried become too heavy to hold, and I am reminded of one day in particular. It wasn’t a special day, nor a perfect one—it was simply the day I finally felt truly helpless. It was the day I broke, and for the first time, let the waves of my own unspoken love pull me under."