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I am in love with my best friend who completely understands me and I obsessively lust over him secretly when I’m alone. I also love my husband because he likes to do bad things with me and I desperately want to have sex with both of them at the same time. I wish, I wish, I wish.
Messing with my cheating husband’s head
I know my husband cheated on me, but I still haven’t confronted him about it. I like to text him from random numbers & send memes about being a cheater. He has no idea that it’s me. KARMA is a #$&!* though and I cannot wait until he gets his. Until then I’ll keep sending him messages reminding him he’s a nasty cheater.
History of cheating
My fiancé and I have been dating for four years now. In the first year of our relationship I had sex with our flat mate once I don’t know what led me to do it Last year my sister’s hubby tells me he wants to see me and that it’s very important. I went to see him but he lured me into sex which I regret doing. I have honestly changed from these habits, but I still feel guilty inside of me.... I don’t know if I should explain this to my fiancé or my sister but I sincerely love my fiancé now I can’t afford to lose him...
Drinking and cheating
I cheated on my boyfriend. Alcohol is no excuse and I don’t blame it entirely on the alcohol but seeing as I crashed in the same night I KNOW I wasn’t in the right state of mind. I honestly can say if I was in the right state of mind I WOULD NEVER ever even think about hurting him in that manner. I realized I cheated when I found a hotel receipt and texts that asked if I remembered what had happened the night before. I feel terrible. This won’t happen again. I want to marry my boyfriend so I couldn’t possibly tell him, but this guilt is so overwhelming.
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Keeping my emotions wrapped too tightly
I don’t trust anyone. No point in trusting anyway. I don’t exactly have anything I’d want to talk about. I don’t need to let out any emotions. I’ll just let them simmer under the surface. Then I’ll burst. Happens maybe once or twice a year. I don’t have emotions the rest of the year. It doesn’t bother me ’cuz I’ve created this perfect mask. I only use it around those who care about me. They’re the most dangerous. They are the reason I’m cutting off contact. Don’t wanna bring them down with me.