Confessors! I know some of you have been waiting with baited breath for
Saturday to come around to get your latest confession fix and I think I can safely
say that this week’s story shall not disappoint you. I cannot state which
country this week’s confession comes from because the lady in question
specifically asked me not to reveal this.
So I suggest
you get yourselves comfy and read our latest confession. And remember to let us
know what YOU think in the comments below….ENJOY!!
Carol. I would like to tell you about the situation I was in up until recently.
I was raised
by wealthy parents, I had a good upbringing and my brothers and I wanted for
nothing. I always presumed that when I grew up I would meet a wonderful man,
fall in love and get married. But it seems the Gods had a different path for me
to follow. When I was 18 my father told me that one of the most powerful men in
my town wanted me to marry his son. I was familiar with the family and knew the
son but did not have any ideas about marrying him.
I told my
father I was not ready to marry, he already knew that I wanted to travel to the
US to study, and although he had previously agreed to this something had
changed. I later learned from one of my mother’s sisters that the father of the
man whom I was to marry paid my father a great deal of money in order for me to
marry his son. Apparently his son had seen me around and decided that he wanted
me for his bride.
made it clear to me that he was not asking me if I wanted to marry this man, he
was telling me that I was going to marry him. I had no choice; I was to become
this man’s wife. I was so very upset and
cried for weeks. My mother did her best to comfort me and even told me that her
marriage to my father was arranged and she did not want to marry him either but
over the years she grew to love him and they had a good marriage.
This made me
feel a little better but I still did not want to marry a man that I did not
choose for myself. Eventually our wedding day arrived and for me it was the
saddest day of my life. I had cried the entire night before and my mother and
cousins and friends did their best to disguise my puffy eyes. But nothing could
hide the sadness in my heart. When I cried during the ceremony everyone present
assumed it was because I was overcome with joy, they could not have been more
I must admit
to you Miss Carol that my husband did everything in his power to make me happy
and comfortable. He gave me complete control over the building and decorating
of our home and he was always courteous, polite and gentle with me. Although we
consummated our marriage he knew I was not attracted to him in that way and
rarely approached me for intercourse after our wedding night and for this I was
All of my
friends and younger family members envied my home, my husband and my marriage
and simply could not understand why I was so unhappy. No one except my mother
understood how I felt and she was a great source of comfort to me. She taught me
how to get along and make the most of my lot in life. For the first two years I would not say I was
happy but I had learned to be contented.
everything I could want in life and I had the freedom to come and go as I saw
fit. But all I really wanted in life was to have a man I could truly love. At
the start of the third year of our marriage my husband returned from a business
trip with a woman. He announced simply and coldly that she was going to be his
second wife. I was so shocked I could not even manage to speak. Never once had
it occurred to me that he would ever take another wife.
took place a few weeks later and the woman moved into my home. Once again I did
my best to make peace with the life the Gods had chosen for me. I did all that
I could to make my husband’s second wife comfortable, but she was never even
civil towards me. It was obvious my husband preferred this woman to me and a
part of me was jealous. He took her on long trips; they ate out at exclusive
hotels and made love where ever they wanted to in the house.
I became like
a servant in my own home. The woman would order me around, make me fetch and
carry for her and when I refused she would go to my husband who would always
insist I do whatever she wanted. It was the most miserable time of my life and
I thought it could not possibly get worse until my husband took a third wife.
By that time
I had learned how to be the invisible woman in my home. Hardly anyone noticed
whether I was there or not. My husband’s new wife was very young, she was even
younger than I was when he married me and clearly she did not want to be
married to him either. At last I had an ally. We got to know each other quickly
and soon were very close. I did my best to help her settle in and tried to
teacher her how to live the life I was living and still find some measure of
happiness, and she was very grateful for my help.
My husband soon stopped
having intercourse with his second wife as he had done with me. But unlike me,
she was not happy about it. Soon the arguments began. The second wife would
storm into my husband’s bedroom when he was with his third wife and demand she
leave and he make love to her.
never a moment’s peace in my home. My husband and his two other wives argued
and fought constantly. I tried to stay out of their way but often the second
wife would do her best to pick fights with me. I was totally miserable.
One night I
went to my husband and begged him to let me go. There was no love between us;
there was no affection or even intercourse between us, so why keep me bound to
him. But he simply laughed at me and said I would be his wife till the day I
Just over a
year later I had spent the day with my mother, when I returned home I entered
to find my husband and his second wife fighting. I quietly entered and dashed
up to my room not wanting to get dragged into their latest argument. A few
minutes later the third wife rushed into my bedroom screaming and crying
hysterically. I tried to get her to calm down and tell me what was wrong but
she just grabbed me by my hand and dragged me out of my room and down the
stairs. We entered the kitchen and what I saw will probably haunt me for the
rest of my life.
was lying in a pool of blood on the floor and his second wife was sitting on
the floor in the opposite corner with the knife and her hands covered in blood.
I froze for a moment trying to comprehend what I was seeing. But then my senses
returned to me and I rushed to my husband to check his pulse, he was still
breathing so I grabbed the telephone and called for help.
was rushed to hospital but he died within a few minutes of arrival, we were
told he had lost too much blood and there was nothing they could have done.
wife was charged with murder but committed suicide with a few months of being
arrested. As for me and my husband’s third wife, we have remained close. Many
women shun us and laugh at us because it is believed that if all three of us
were pleasing to our husband the fight and subsequent stabbing would not have
occurred. My father says I failed my husband and was a bad wife.
I am going
away to Canada soon. I have relations there and I am looking forward to
starting over. I encouraged wife number three to come with me and she is
thinking about it. I do hope she comes because it will be nice to know someone
there who knows what I have gone through and is sympathetic to what we have
I know many
of your readers will say it serves us right for being married to such a man. I
know it is hard for western women to understand that there are women in the
world who are powerless to men. I hope and pray for a better life in Canada but
most of all I pray for the young women in my country who are forced into such
marriages. I pray they do not suffer as I have.
As a western
woman I cannot even begin to conceive of the idea of being in your situation at
the tender age of 18. You have shown that you have great courage and strength
to endure all that you have. We in the west think that we have great strength
but in truth we are spoiled. How many of us can honestly say we have the
fortitude to go through what you did and survive with grace?
We have no idea
what it is to not be able to make our own choices and decisions. We have no
idea what it is to have to obey our parents to the detriment of our happiness,
and when we marry we certainly do not have to worry about whether our husbands
with move two other women into our home. I cannot even get my head around that
to be honest.
had to suffer the loss of your husband under traumatic circumstances and then
had to face the chastisement from those around you, I am still so very happy
that you and your friend have the opportunity to start your lives over in a
country where you can make choices and decisions for yourselves. I pray that
you will allow yourselves some time to relax, have fun and learn to be joyous
again, and start to live the life that was stolen from you at such a young age.
Thank you so
much for sending your story to us Zee, it is my hope that women will be humbled
and feel more gratitude for the freedom of choice they take for granted. It is
also my hope that someday the women of your country can gather enough strength
and unity in numbers to make changes to your society so you too have live life
how YOU choose to.
SO WHAT DO
YOU THINK? LET US KNOW IN THE COMMENTS BELOW!
Afternoon Confessors! Happy Independence to all of you residing in the
beautiful Caribbean island of Barbados!
Today’s confession comes to us from the land of wood and water, better
known as Jamaica. A lady calling herself
Jane Doe wrote this…
I wanted to
send you this confession because something I have done is weighing heavily on
my mind. I am a single mother and I have two kids. My husband passed away,
three years ago and I have been struggling financially ever since. I work as a
customer service representative at a pharmaceutical company.
husband died we were a stable family with a nice big home in a good area. Since
my husband’s passing I found out he had a few loans paying but no life
insurance so now with just the one salary coming in life has become very
difficult for me and my children.
A few months
ago I summoned the courage to ask my boss for a pay rise. To my surprise my
boss told me that he had always found me attractive and if I have sex with him
he would increase my salary by $300 dollars per month. At first I was disgusted
by his proposition but as the bills kept coming and the bank threatened to take
my house I decided to agree to have sex with my boss.
He took me to
a very exclusive hotel and we had a nice dinner. Afterwards he took me up to a
suit. He began undressing me and kissing me. I have to be honest and say I was
quite turned on by him. We moved to the bed where he continued to kiss and
caress me. As I became more aroused he entered me very roughly and when I began
to object he put his hand over my mouth and told me to shut up. He grabbed me
and turned me onto my front and said he was going to f***k me in the ass. I
said hell no and tried to get up.
He pushed me
back down and told me I better take it if I expect to get any money from him. Once
again I tried to get up but he put his full weight on me and I could not move.
He did what he threatened to do and it was extremely painful. When it was over
he said he was going to shower and I had better not be there by the time he
I got up and
tried to walk but I was in so much pain. I managed to struggle outside and get
a taxi. I went straight into the shower when I got home I felt so dirty. When I
got in the shower I realised I was bleeding. I went to the hospital and had to
have a couple of stitches. The nurses assumed I had been raped and kept
encouraging me to report the matter. I told them I would and left as soon as I could.
I sent a sick
note into work and did not go back for two weeks. When I returned to work my
boss called me into his office and asked me when I would be ready for round 2.
I was so angry and disgusted. I asked him where my money was and he told me the
extra money would be added to my salary at the end of the month.
Since then I have
had sex with my boss 3 more times and he has almost doubled my salary. I hate
what I have done but I keep reminding myself it is so that I can keep a roof
over my children’s heads. I am trying to find another job and I pray every day
that I will find something soon. I really what to tell my boss to keep his damn
job but right now I cannot do that. I am paying my husband’s loans and by early
next year I will have paid them off completely; I cannot wait for that day so I
no longer have to suffer the humiliation of having to have this horrible sex
with my boss. Please say a prayer for me.
WTF are you
really doing? Is selling your body really the only option you had? I think NOT!
You could have sold your big house and moved into something smaller that you
could manage on your single salary. Did you really stop and think about your
options? And what about your children? DO you have girls, is this the kind of behaviour
you want your children to adopt? I know you think they are not involved and
they will never know but these nasty skeletons have a bad habit of jumping out
of the closet at exactly the wrong time.
I do feel
sorry for you because I think you have made a huge mistake that you have little
chance of correcting. All I would suggest is that you go all out (not sexually
though) to get a new job, and I hope that your actions do not come back to bite
you in the ass later on in life.
Confessors! Those of you who have been following my blog for a while will know
that although the majority of our Confessions are sent in by black women we do
accept Confessions from both men and women of all races. With that in mind
today's Confession comes to us from a gentleman from Atlanta Georgia who wrote
I would like
to tell you about a situation that occurred between me and a very good friend
of mine. I am a white guy and one of my best friends is black. We grew up in
the same neighborhood, went to the same schools and have been friends for
almost 20 years. I have never considered myself to be racist as I associate
with people of many different ethnic backgrounds so I was very upset when my friend
got mad at me and accused me of being racist over what I thought was a harmless
I often go
out drinking with my friend and his two brothers as I know them all well. My
friend is probably one of the coolest people I know and I always wished I could
be a confident and smooth as he is. A few weeks ago we made arrangements to
meet at a bar. I got their pretty early and had a few drinks. My friend and his
brothers got their much later by which time I’d had quite a bit to drink.
arrived they came up to the bar and as usual greeted me by saying “what’s up
dog” I responded by saying “what’s up nigger” and all hell broke loose. My friend
and his brothers went crazy, they started yelling at me and calling me racist.
I told them that I did not mean anything by it I was just greeting them as they
greet each other but they accused me of calling them niggers and began accusing
me of being a closet racist and saying that I probably go to KKK meetings.
confused and hurt by what they said, I kept apologizing and they told me to go
and never speak to them again. That was about two weeks ago. Since then I have
been to see my friend a couple of times but he just balled me out and told me
to get the fuck off his door step and don’t come back. I got mad and told him
he was being an asshole and he pushed me off his step and slammed the door.
I really don’t
know what I did to deserve being treated that way. We have been friends for
years and we have never so much as had a disagreement before now. I just want
the opportunity to tell my friend that I am not racist I was not raised that
way and I was just using a figure of speech that he himself always uses. Why is
it OK for black guys to use that word but it’s not OK for white guys?
afraid you walked into a tricky situation that will probably be disputed until
the end of time. I understand your confusion because quite frankly I myself as
a black person cannot understand why black people have that word in their vocabulary
at all. It is a word that I never ever use. And I do not like anyone black or
white to use that word to address or describe me.
That said you
showed a lack of judgment by thinking that calling a black guy nigger, no
matter how you meant it, would be acceptable. But of be fair we black people
are the cause of that. I know many black people that call themselves and other
black people nigger but get offended when a white person uses the word and in
my humble opinion if it’s OK for one person to say it should be OK for all. If
you are offended by white people using that word WHY in God’s name are you
using it yourself?
Andy this is not a situation that you can change. It is something we black
people do and only those that perpetuate this behavior can tell you why they
do it. I myself have no idea!
It is a pity
that you had to lose a good friend over something so petty and I hope that in
time your friend will calm down and listen to reason. And if not, then you must
accept the fact that this person was not really your friend because true
friends listen to one another and forgive one another.
Take care and
thanks for sending in your story!
What Do YOU
Think Folks?? Is Andy…
A racist mutherfucker
who attends KKK meetings?
Is he just
ignorant and made a simple mistake?
Or is he just
another nerdy white guy trying to act black?
confessors! Here we are again with another confession from some poor troubled
soul. Our confession comes today from sunny Barbados and a very Confused lady
had this to say….
I have a
problem that I would like your help with. I have been with my partner for
almost 7 years we have a nice relationship and we are thinking about having
children. My partner wants us to go to the States to get married and although I
do want to get married I am concerned about some very odd feelings I am having.
brother has been staying with us for a few months while his house is being
redecorated and I have found myself being drawn to him. I have known him for a
long time and I have never had any strong feelings towards him until now. In
fact this is the first time in my life I can remember being attracted to a man.
I have known I was a lesbian from a very young age; I was never attracted to
guys only girls so I simply paid no attention to guys that wanted to talk to
But now I am
in a situation where I think about this man all the time, when we are together
I feel like a little school girl with a crush. Why do I suddenly have such
strong feelings towards this man? I even fanaticize about having a three-some
with my girlfriend and her brother. Is there something wrong with me?
I am afraid
something is going to happen between us as we get along very well and we are
often alone in the house together because my partner does shift work. And I
feel his is attracted to me also.
I love my
partner and I want her to be happy but how can I go off to the States and be
married when I am falling for her brother. I never lied to her before and I
don’t want to start now. But I do not want to lose her and I think if I tell
her how I feel about her brother she will never forgive me. How can I get over
my feelings for this man?
You have to
find out how deep your feelings for this man run. Is this just a fleeting
attraction or do you think you are falling in love with him? In time you may also
have to consider the idea that you are bisexual. It is certainly nothing new but
it appears to be new to you but either way you must take the time to sort your
suggest you talk to your partner. You have to be honest with her. You cannot
enter into a marriage knowing you have strong feelings for someone else. Yes
she will be upset but imagine how she will feel if you end up having an affair
with this man.
soul my dear and decide who you really want. Are your feelings for this man
stronger than your feelings for you partner? If yes then you are going to have
to tell your partner. If no then you are still going to have to tell your
partner before you get married. If you do want to stay with her then you have
to trust that she will forgive you. It is best to deal with this now while it
is still an attraction rather than waiting till it becomes something far more
serious. I wish you luck.
SO! What do
YOU think? Should “Confused”……
her partner as she has here?
Keep it a
secret and go off and get married? OR
Keep it in
the family and sleep with both of them?
CONFESSORS!! If like me you are indoors due to the wind and heavy rains I have
just the thing to keep you company. So you know what to do, grab a cup of
tea/coffee a couple of doughnuts and settle in for a good read. Today’s
confession comes to us from the twin Caribbean islands of Trinidad & Tobago
and a lady calling herself Mis-Demeanor (quite fitting considering) has this
confession to make….
I feel quite
ashamed of myself right now, so much so that I decided to send you my
confession. I was wrong to do what I did but at the time I felt I was
justified. I work at a large bank and
earlier this year the old manager finally retired and so his job was up for
grabs. There were three of us who were being considered for the job, two females
and one male. However the male did not
really have as strong a chance as the other female and me because although he
had many years’ experience in banking he did not have a degree.
We all went
through an interview process and I felt I did very well in my interview and I really
thought I was in with a good chance. After my rival had her interview I overheard
her telling someone on the phone that she did not think it went well but she
was hoping for the best. This made me even more confident and I was sure I was
going to get the post.
A few months
ago I left work early one day to attend a funeral. After it was over I decided
to go back to work to catch up on some paper work. Even though it was way after
closing time I still had access to our offices so I was able to go in to my
finished all my work around 10 pm; I went to the bathroom to freshen up before
my long drive home. On my way to the bathroom I heard noises coming from our
Vice Presidents office. I walked slowly and cautiously towards the room, his
door was slightly ajar so I peeped inside. I was shocked to see my rival and
our VP engaged in passionate sex on his desk. They were so caught up in what
they were doing they did not see me so I simply crept away.
I was so
angry. I knew that my rival was sleeping with the boss to try to make sure she
got the job. I decided then and there that there was no way in hell I was gonna
let that bitch cheat me out of a promotion.
A few days
later each of us in line for the promotion was supposed to do a final
presentation to the directors outlining how we thought the bank should move
forward in the coming years. I was due to present second and my rival was to go
first with the other guy last. That morning my rival was very calm and sure of
herself, I heard her bragging to people that there was no way she would not get
the job. I was so pissed off. I went to the maids’ cupboard and found some rat
poison. I put a little in a soda bottle, diluted it with some water and put it
in my draw.
I knew that
my rival had her breakfast brought to her desk every morning by one of the
office ass-lickers. So I simply waited for the idiot to leave her food on her
desk and I went in opened the container and lightly sprinkled it with the rat
poison. I went back to my office and
just waited. About two hours passed and nothing unusual happened so I was beginning
to think that she had not eaten the food when suddenly I saw people rushing
down the corridor towards the conference room.
And a few minutes
later I heard sirens as an ambulance arrived. I heard later on that she was in
the middle of her presentation and her nose began bleeding and then she began
day I heard she was in a serious but stable condition. It appeared no one
suspected anything underhanded had occurred. I had my presentation with the
directors and during an informal chat afterwards I “suggested” to one of the
directors that my rivals “nervous” disposition would perhaps not make her the
most reliable candidate for the job.
decided to delay making their decision on who got the job until my rival was
well enough to come back to work and do her presentation. But I had other plans
for her, I happened to know that she had a slight allergy to pineapples. So
once again when her little lap dog delivered her breakfast I put a muffin in
her food that I had specially baked with a little pineapple juice added.
Once again in
the middle of her presentation she took sick. She was short of breath and her
tongue began to swell. And once again she was taken to the hospital where she
was told she had an allergic reaction.
Much to my
annoyance the directors still insisted they could not make their decision until
she had made her presentation. I dared not try to make her sick again so I did
nothing. A few days passed and just after arriving at work one morning I was
called into the Vice President’s office. I had mixed feelings I did not know if
I had done enough to secure the job. The VP told me very politely that I did
not get the job it was going to my rival.
furious!! There was no way in hell I was going out like that. I got up to leave
his office but something snapped in me and I stopped and asked him who had the
final say in who got the job, he said it was him and then I told him in that
case he had better change his mind and give the job to me.
shocked at my outburst and told me to be careful how I speak to him. I told him
he better be careful how he speaks to me or else I will show everyone including
his wife and children the pictures I have of him having sex on his desk. He was
shocked to say the least and demanded the pictures; I told him he was in no position
to make demands. I was the one holding all of the cards. Give me the promotion
or I wreak havoc on your life, that was the choice I gave him and I left his
Later that day
it was posted internally to all staff that I was the new Manager, and I was
invited to a private celebratory cocktail party that evening.
I have been
in the job for about three months now and I love it and I’m very good at my
job. I know the way I went about getting the job was not great but there was no
way I was going to allow a woman with less experience and less qualifications
than me fuck her way to becoming my boss just because she is younger and has
I am truly
sorry for what I did, but it is done and all I can do is try to do as many good
deeds as possible to make up for what I did.
Note To Self….NEVER
EVER leave my food unattended!!
You are a
scary woman Mis-Demeanor; I am sorry for anyone that comes up against you or
gets in your way. You are clearly not a woman to be trifled with or underestimated.
First off I have
to say that I really abhor woman who fuck their way to the top. It disgusts and
angers me because while they are busy flat-backing their way into good jobs,
there are women out there working their hands the bone to achieve something in
life and make better for themselves and their families only to be passed over
for some bitch with a tight ass and shit-for-brains. Absolutely nothing good
can come from shagging your way into a good job although many women do so.
So for that
reason I can understand your anger and frustration. Here was a woman who was
not qualified for a job about to get it handed to her on a silver platter
because she had a tight pussy. Not Good!!
HOWEVER if we
all went around poisoning every person that pissed us off I doubt there would
be many of us left to tell the tail. You should not have gone that route
because it just makes YOU as bad as your rival. But you are a boss in truth
because you did not stop at a mere poising, you graduated to malicious
blackmail. That is the problem with starting down that kind of path; you have
to continue to do wrong deeds.
Even now you think you are comfortable and
happy in your job and everything is going swimmingly. But what if the VP
decides to call your bluff? You don’t have any pictures! Do you really think he
is just going to let you get away with blackmailing him indefinitely? Trust me;
all like now that man is plotting for you. No MAN likes to be beaten by a WOMAN;
he will not rest until he “gets even”. You are going to have to watch your back
hope and pray that nothing ever goes wrong in your job because I can guarantee
that your name will be the first on the VP’s hit list. Blackmail or no blackmail!!
I hope that
you do stay true to your word and try to make amends for what you did. I am
sure that you know that what goes around comes around and when the lady Karma
comes for you, you may suffer more than your rival or your VP did.
Do YOU Think Folks?
have poisoned the big tittied bitch? OR
Confessors! I hope you’re all having a fabulous weekend! By now I’m sure I do
not need to tell you what to do next. Just go grab your favorite snacks and
drinks and settle in for a good story. And remember when you have finished
reading be sure to let this week’s confessor know what’s on you mind by leaving
a comment in the box below. So without further ado here is today’s confession.
I would like
your opinion about this situation I’m in. When I met my boyfriend he told me
that he had just gotten out of a relationship and he was not ready to get into
anything serious with anyone. But he also said he liked me very much and wanted
to know if we could be friends. I agreed to be friends because I liked him too.
We hung out together a lot for about 6
months and then one evening when we were having dinner at his house he told me
that he was ready to start dating again and wanted to know if I would be interested
in being his girlfriend.
I jumped at
the chance because to be honest I was already falling in love with him. Over
the next 5 months everything was going great until one day we were at the beach
and a woman came up to him and said hello. They chatted for a while and then
she walked away, when I asked him who she was he said it was his ex-girlfriend.
She had been studying overseas and had just got back. I thought it was a little
strange that he did not introduce me to her but I let it go.
when we were making love he called me by his ex-girlfriends name. I got very
upset and we got into a fight. He was trying to play it down saying it was just
a mistake because he had seen her that day but it didn't mean anything. Over
the next few weeks he became more and more distant but when I asked him what
was going on he kept saying it was nothing. Even the sex was different he
became much more aggressive in bed with me and one night he called his ex’s
name in his sleep.
I do not know
what to do. My friends say I should dump him and that he is probably cheating
on me with his ex. But I do not know what to do. I love him and I believe he
loves me, but I do not want to waste my time if he his is still in love with
his ex. Please let me know what you think.
difficult situation Shazza and to be honest it is one of those that only you
can know how to handle. I say this because it would be easy for me to write off
your boyfriend as a cheating dog and tell you to leave him. But that may be
very unfair. It could be that your boyfriend has had some of the old emotions
stirred up in him because of seeing his ex. This does not mean that he is ready
to jump ship and go back to her it may just mean that he needs a little time to
get himself together.
situation could be resolved with just a little patience and understanding on
your part. Or it could be that he is in fact still in love with his ex but does
not have the balls to tell you and is acting out and sabotaging your
relationship so that you will end it. The truth is only you would know.
have to look at the physical evidence that you have and then listen to your
intuition. Also take some time and have
an honest and open conversation with your boyfriend. Tell him he has been
calling his ex-girlfriends name whilst asleep tell him how much it hurts you
and ask him out right if he wants to continue with the relationship? Pay
attention to his reply and then take some time to decide if you think he wants
you or his ex.
yourself a favor; do not do what others tell you is the right thing for you to
do. Make the decision by yourself and for yourself. You know your boyfriend
better than any of your friends or family so only you can make the call. I wish
Every now and
then I receive a confession that leaves me with a heavy heart. This is one such
confession. I would ask all of you that read this confession, if you have
nothing positive to tell this young woman then please DO NOT comment. Telling
her to get a grip is not at all helpful so please choose your words carefully
before you comment. Thank You!
I like you
blog very much, I enjoy reading the confessions so I thought I would tell you
something I have only told 2 other people. I cut myself when I am upset. It
started about 18 months ago totally by accident. I was in my kitchen washing
some dishes and I cut my hand on a sharp knife. I remember standing there
watching my hand bleed and somehow the depression I felt lifted a little. Since
then whenever I feel down or get to fights with my mom I cut my fingers.
I am 18 and I
live with my parents. Although my mom and dad live together they might as well
get divorced because they can’t stand one another and spend all their time
arguing. So I spend my time trying to keep my baby sister and brother
entertained while they are having their fights. I don’t want them to be
affected by my parent’s behavior.
I don’t want
to die, I’m not suicidal but cutting makes the stress and pain of my home life
more bearable somehow. I did talk to my mom about the cutting; she said it was
common amongst teens and that I would grow out of it. I have done some reading
online about it and yes it does seem to be common but I’m not sure about
growing out of it. It feels so good and it is such a release that I do not know
if I can stop or if I even want to stop.
don’t care about us; I don’t even know why they bothered to have kids; they act
like they hate us anyhow. If I didn't cook for my brother and sister they would
starve to death. I know the cutting is not normal but it is the only thing I
have done that makes me feel better. If you have a better idea I would love to
hear it. My life sucks and I really cannot see it getting any better. Thanks
for putting my confession on your blog and I hope some of your readers can give
me some advice.
confession has brought tears to my eyes. I have known someone personally who
used to cut so I do have a level of understanding about your situation. My
friend used to say that she cut herself so that she could feel something. She
had learned to numb herself from the emotional pain of the verbal abuse she
used to suffer at the hands of her mother. And the cutting made her feel like
she was still alive.
cutting for about three years, but eventually I managed to talk her into
getting professional help and after another 18 months she stopped cutting
altogether. So I would suggest the same thing to you Kathy. I am also concerned
for your younger brother and sister. I am sure you would not want them to grow
up feeling the same sense of worthlessness that you feel?
If you can
get help and stop the cutting you will be able to be a positive force in your sibling’s
lives and by the sounds of things they are really going to need you as they get
older. Right now it seems they are very young and oblivious to what is
happening around them but as they grow so will their awareness and if left
unchecked they will soon begin to feel the same way you do now and I am sure
you do not want that for them.
please seek professional help Kathy, you could go to your medical doctor and
tell him/her you have been cutting and you want help. They will be able to
suggest who you can go to for help. Or if you prefer you could tell one of your
teachers, they too should be able to point you in the right direction. The
point is to do this as soon as possible, the sooner you get help the sooner you
can start living a healthier life.
Thank you for
sharing your story with us Kathy and I pray that you and your brother and
sister get the help you need and deserve.
folks….Please offer some encouraging words to a desperately unhappy young lady.
Please make your comments sensitive, motivating and positive. Thanks!!
confessors, I hope you’re sitting comfortably because I have a great story for
you today. A woman calling herself Angie wrote to me from Toronto Canada and
she had this to say about her husband…
I have been
married for 18 years and never once during that time has my husband has never
mentioned wanting to have kinky sex. We have a great sex life but recently he
has been talking about spicing it up and when I asked him what he meant by that
he said he wanted to have a three-some. I was really shocked, it just wasn't like
him to say something like that I just don’t know where it came from.
about it for a few days and I asked him how long he had wanted to do this and
he said years, but he did not know how to tell me without freaking me out. I
certainly was freaked out. But then he told me he had someone in mind for the
three-some and when I asked who it was he said it was his brother. He said he
knew his brother had always been attracted to me and he had always had a
fantasy about watching me have sex with another man.
I just don’t know
what to do. It’s like I do not know who my husband really is. How can he
possibly expect me to want to have sex with him and his brother that is just
sick and twisted? I told him I will not do it and we have not spoken since.
That was about a month ago. He now sleeps in the spare room and only talks to
me when it is absolutely necessary. Our kids know that something is wrong and
they are upset but I do not want to compromise on this.
Am I being
unreasonable? I don’t want to lose my husband but I cannot stomach the idea of
doing what he asks. Please help.
husband is a very unreasonable man, he is childish and manipulative. I would have
thought that a man who has been married for 18 years would not stoop to such
immature behavior in order to get what he wants. Look at it this way, if you
do agree to have sex with his brother what comes next, sex with his father, his
cousins and his friends? Who knows how far his fetish really goes. You said it yourself;
you do not recognize him anymore.
That said it
could be that you husband is going through a mid-life crisis. Maybe he has just
gotten to that age where he is feeling like he is getting old and he hasn't ‘got
it’ anymore and he wants to prove that he can still kick with the best of them
and I bet his brother is younger than him. Or it may not even be about you, it
could be some kind of rivalry between him and his brother.
I am not sure
where this business of wanting you to have sex with his brother is coming from
but it cannot be a healthy place. It is common for men to want to have a three-some.
But they usually involve another woman not a blood relative and certainly not a
male one. There is something more than a little suspect about that.
the reason one thing is for sure, you are not going to resolve this issue by
sleeping in different rooms and not talking to one another. I would suggest you
tell your husband to stop playing this childish game and let the two of you sit
down and really talk about your issue and see if you can come to some sort of
compromise. If you think it is necessary perhaps you could go see a marriage
counselor to help you to communicate better.
situation will only fester and get worse if you do nothing about it. Do you
really want to sit around and wait until it really starts to affect your kids?
You need to do something about it now. I wish you luck.
What Do YOU
Think??? Should Angie….
to the divorce court and take her children with her?
It is that
time again CONFESSORS!! And do I have a juicy one for you today. A lady has
written to me and she has asked me not to reveal the country she is writing
from. As always I completely respect the privacy of all confessors so all I
will say is this lady is calling herself Sweet Kim and she wrote this….
publishing my confession I would really like to hear any advice your readers
could offer. Until last year I was in a relationship with the man I thought I
would spend the rest of my life with. We had been together for nine years and
according to his friends he was getting ready to pop the question. But then one
day he just up and disappeared. I did not see him or hear from him for a month.
I contacted his mother and she told me he called her and told her not to worry
but he would not be home for a while.
months he suddenly called me out of the blue. I was so pleased to hear from him
even though I was really angry. He told me that he has changed and he is no
longer the person I thought he was. I told him I did not understand and he said
one day I would, but he no longer wanted to be in a relationship with me. I
begged him to reconsider but he kept saying it was something he had to do and
he could not be with me anymore. I asked him if there was someone else and he
devastated. I truly thought he was the one I would grow old with. I was
heartbroken. But as with all heart breaks I picked up the pieces and tried to
get on with my life. Every now and then I would run into friends of his and
they always did their best to avoid talking to me so I started pretending I didn't
see them. I was hurt, upset and very confused but I am a strong woman and I got
on with things as best I could.
Last month I was
at home one night and there was a knock on my door, I opened it and a woman was
standing there, I asked her if I could help and she said hello…….calling me by
my name. I did not recognize her so I asked if we had met before and she said
yes. She asked if she could come inside but I said I was not comfortable
letting her in until I knew who she was. She laughed and then I realized I did
know her. Her smile was so familiar but I could not remember where I knew her
from and I told her so. It was then that I got the greatest shock of my entire
standing before me was my ex-boyfriend.
I was struck
dumb, I just kept staring at him, he looked like a woman, complete with
make-up, long hair, breasts and false nails but looking into his eyes I knew it
was him. I couldn't take it anymore and I slammed my door shut. He rang the doorbell
a few times but I told him to go away and never come back.
Since then I have
seen him around a few times but I always turn around and walk in the opposite
direction when I see him. I cannot face him now that he is a woman. I heard
through the grapevine that his family disowned him. As a man he went away for 8
months, but came back as a woman and they could not forgive him. I feel sorry
for him losing his family as they were very close but I do not understand why
he felt he had to hide it all from them and from me. You don’t just wake up one
morning and decide to have SRS. It was obviously on his mind for a very long
I cannot have
anything to do with him now that he is transsexual but I still love the man
that he was. I cry for the love we had, he has broken my heart twice and I cannot
forgive him for that. I just want to forget this ever happened and move on with
my life but it is very difficult to do especially as not a day goes by when I don’t
see photos of him posted online by cruel malicious people who want to make fun
of him and me. I wish this whole thing had never happened but it has and now I have
to live with the pain of being in love with a man who is now a woman.
Kim my heart aches for you. I cannot even imagine the pain you have suffered.
Most of us have suffered the end of a relationship, some have suffered a break
up due to infidelity but I am quite sure that very few have had to deal with
their partner leaving them and claiming it was for another woman only to then
admit it was because they wanted to be change sexes. I’m here just shaking my
head over and over; trying to come to grips with what you ex has done to you.
I applaud you
for walking away from him and avoiding him completely. No good can come from
you being in contact with him right now. You are in no state to deal with him
and all of his issues right now. You have to focus on yourself; keeping
yourself balanced should be your priority right now. At the end of the day when
he was ready he threw you one side to pursue the life he wanted, he discarded
you with such ease. Now you must do the same to him. I know it will not be easy
but there is no future for you with him/her.
So please do
whatever you need to do to make yourself happy and complete again, and please
do not blame yourself. His treatment of you was despicable; there is no
excusing what he did. But it was ALL his doing, you did nothing wrong. Trust me
when I say he had homosexual tendencies long before he met you but he was in
denial. He used you to pretend he was straight. But when he couldn't hide it
anymore instead of being a man and telling you his true feelings he ran away
like a thief in the night, broke up an 8 year relationship over the phone and
then had sex reassignment surgery, which was obviously planned long before he
He was not a
man when he was with you and he is not a man now! Please take care of yourself
Sweet Kim and I hope you will find it in your heart someday to forgive yourself
and forgive him so that you can find peace and contentment again.
SOOOOOOO!! What do YOU think? What would YOU do if it
confessors, I love it when I get a confession that makes me laugh out loud. But
please forgive me I know it is a serious matter but I could not help laughing.
Today’s story comes to us from my favorite place in the whole wide
world…lovely lovely Barbados. A lady calling herself Mz Diva wrote in and said
I don’t know
what to do. I hope you can give me some advice. No matter what I do I cannot
get rid of my ex-boyfriend. We had been together for 5 years but to be honest I
had not been happy for about 2 years. I told my boyfriend that it was over
between us about eight months ago. But since then I have not been able to get
him to understand that we are done and he is now my ex.
He comes to
my house, he comes to my workplace, and he follows me when I go out with
friends. One night a guy was chatting to me while at a bar and when I went to
the bathroom my ex turned up and told the guy that he was my man. Because he is
very tall and muscular the guy backed off and did not speak to me again for the
rest of the night.
You may not
think that is bad Carol but it’s getting worse. A couple of weeks ago a friend
of mine spent the night at my house. I got up during the night to get a glass
of water, when I went back to my bedroom a man was trying to climb in through
my bedroom window, I screamed because I thought it was a burglar. My friend
jumped up and hit the man with a chair, and he fell back outside. We ran
outside to see what had happened and to my disgust I realized it was my ex.
I managed to
stop my friend from fighting with him and we went to the police. But was only appalled
to have a police woman look at me and tell me that he hasn't physically damaged
me so they cannot do anything. I told her I caught him breaking into my home
and she just shrugged and said it would be my word against his.
I am so very
angry. What is this country coming to if it is OK for a man to break into a
woman’s house because he was once in a relationship with her? So I have to wait
until he tries to kill me before any charges can be brought against him? This
is ridiculous, everywhere I turn I see the man ducking behind cars and hiding
in bushes. It seems he does not work or eat or sleep because everywhere I go I
see him. This is really stressing me out
and I feel I may take matters into my own hands soon if the police will not
If you have
any suggestions I would be glad to hear them. Thanks.
in advance for what I’m about to do…..Bhahhahahahahahahahahahahahaaaaaa!!!
OK now that I
have that out of my system let’s be serious. I don’t like this nonsense at all.
I am concerned that as this man becomes more and more obsessed with you he may
decide to step up his antics and do something more drastic. I would suggest you
go and see a lawyer to find out if you can have an injunction taken out against
him. This man needs help and left unchecked he could literally become a menace
to all women.
imagine that having someone following you around 24/7 would be very stressful
indeed and I would hate to see you become sick because of this man’s crazy
obsession with you. I have to say I am very surprised at the police. Since when
is it not an offence to attempt to break into someone’s home? Since when is it
your word against his when you caught the man red handed and your friend was
witness to this?
I think you
should go to another police station and explain yourself again. But I do think
getting some advice from a lawyer first would be a wise move.
I hope you
get this situation resolved because I do not want to read about you in the
newspaper. Please do not take matters into your own hands; do you really want
to wind up in Dodd’s for this crazy man? If you harm him, you would be wrong in
the eyes of the law so please do your best to find a legal way of dealing with
this man. Please let me know how things turn out for you.
over to your FOLKS…What Advice do YOU Have For Mz DIVA??
Take her ex
back and save all the hassle?
to bump him off and dump his body in a unused well?
OR Take the
high road and deal with him within the constraints of the law?