My Deepest Confessions

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I'm not perfect, hell, who is? But for me, I'm far far away from it. I wear this mask everywhere I go. People look at me and see this pretty face without realising the darkness within me. I want to take a moment to confess my imperfections, so if you are like me, you can know you're not alone.

Confession One

You know when you hear those sad stories about awful things that happen like... My wife died of an unsuspecting illness or some car ran over that young person before their time... I silently wish I was the victim. Like, wouldn't it be easy if something out of nowhere just took me away? I know it would be sad for those who love me, I still romanticise about it though. One minute I'm here, then blip! I'm gone like the wind.

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Confession Two

When I was ten years old, my stepdad touched me. He was a blind ex-nurse so he knew what he was doing. Every morning before school he would check to make sure I was wearing underwear (I had a habit of going commando for comfort). It started off harmlessly, he would stick his hands down the side of my pants and feel around. Every time he moved closer and closer to my groin. I remember feeling his big ugly finger touching my area, and I did nothing. I was scared of getting in trouble, and I think I wanted it. I was young and didn't understand what was happening, I just knew it made me feel special. Now whenever a lover touches me there, I can still feel his fingers, poking at me.

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Confession Three

I'm addicted to internet flings. That's not that bad, right? It is when I'm in a real-life relationship. He knows about it, he knows I do it a lot, I still hide it from him. I tried to leave him one day, I opened up to him about the addiction. He said he didn't care. To him, as long as I don't know them in real life there isn't a problem. He understands I would rather leave than give it up. He's ok with it.

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Confession Four

I stay in my relationship for the wrong reasons. I love my boyfriend, I know he loves me. Some days I pray that he will see I'm unhappy and set me free. I don't love him as much as I should. He works hard to keep a roof over our heads but for me, it's not enough. I'm an adventurous person who wants to do crazy things, live life on the edge, have fun at every possible turn. He is an over-cautious person who thinks having fun is overrated. At times I have wondered if he is controlling, and stopping me from doing anything I want... but I have no fight left in me. We have argued one too many times, now I just smile and pretend I'm happy because I've given up. There is no winning against him. Things are fine 99% of the time, we laugh and smile together, only because I can't be bothered admitting things are not ok.

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Confession Five

I'm the worst mum in the world. I found out I was pregnant a week after my seventeenth birthday, and oh did I cry! I was no longer going to college, permanently stuck with my boyfriend, kicked out of my mum's house and not long after having the baby, my friends abandoned me. I felt completely alone and trapped in a life I didn't want. Now that I've had my son I'm happy I had him. I still guiltily wish every day that I didn't. I can't help but imagine how great my life could be without him. How I could leave my boyfriend and it wouldn't matter! How I could do whatever I wanted and there would be no consequences. My boyfriend insisted we homeschool him and I went along with it because it is a sound idea. I have to spend every minute of my life with him while single-handedly run an Etsy shop and be a housewife. There are no breaks for me. I'm always on the job. And I want to die.

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Confession Six

I wish I could run away. I met a guy on the internet and I think I love him. I've talked to him for months now. I know he's on his best behaviour, I know that he's trying his best to impress me... But he promises me the world. He listens and takes me seriously. He said he'd let me get a tattoo, something my current boyfriend would never let me do. He'd take me out drinking, another thing I'm not allowed to do. Basically, he wants to let me live my life however I want and he wouldn't say no. He wants to try new things with me and do crazy stuff. Everything that has made me hate my life, he makes me feel it could be better. But I can't have him, because I'm not allowed.

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Confession Seven

I don't care if you hate me but when you can't see that I'm hurting and you can't see my side, it kills me inside. This isn't the first time I've talked about this stuff, and it won't be the last. It helps me. I feel like this huge weight on my shoulders just got a tiny bit lighter. I hate myself for all of the things I have just talked about, and sometimes you don't think about that. I want to get better, I want to feel happy... but I don't know how anymore. And when you tell me off, tell me that I'm wrong, I already know. I just want you to understand me.

~Thank you to any and all who read this, and shared my burdens.~

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