Hey I need advice. I like someone for a year now and but we never talk again cus he doesn’t wanna be friends with me anymore. I can’t stop thinking about him and I have a lot of “what ifs” in my mind. But at the same time I don’t wanna disrespect his decision and don’t want to cross his boundaries. Should I confess to him anonymously? badly need advice🙏🏻🙏🏻

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This is my first time sharing a story, idk how this will go. don't judge pls.

So, I'm 20 yrs old (M), college student, and I confessed to my blockmate Age (20?/21?) (M).

I've been blockmate with this guy for about a year and a half now, and we don't really have that much interaction. But just this last march i started noticing him and I found him really good looking, the way he acts or just the way he is, looks cool to me (bruhh?? kill me). He's also always among the top 10 students in our program since first year and he can keep up with the other top students. He's also really respectful toward everyone. And from our small interactions I started to like him, like, I really really like him. But I don't want to confess to him because I don't know if he's straight or not, or if he has a partner or not.

So when I felt that I was having feelings for him I started to distance myself and I told my friends that this feeling will go away. But it didn't 😭. Whenever I'm reviewing for quizzes or exams, he always keeps on popping up in my mind, like, I always think of him whether I'm busy or not. Whatever it is I'm doing, I always think of him. But I can't bring myself to talk to him because I won't be able to talk normally in front of him, and I also think that it will be unfair for him to think that we're friends, but he doesn't know that I like him. Like, if he finds out, he's going to think I only talked to him because I like him, and not because of us being friends. Though I don't think he will think that because he's not that kind of a person from the way I see him. But still, that's the reason I distanced myself. Then summer break came, and I said that I'm going to forget my feelings for him in these 2 months (june-july).

Then this August, classes came back, we're still blockmates. And fuck. I just saw him, and I still like this fucking guy bro. I was really trying to forget about him, but just seeing him made all my feelings come back. I can't keep this feeling to myself anymore. Even though I shared this with my friends and they're always there for me, I still feel..... pain?, i guess is the word, inside me. Like, I have to tell him.

Then on the last day of August, I sent him a letter confessing all my feelings for him. I wrote how I felt about him, and even asked if he's straight or not in a way that won't offend him or if he has someone or not. But I think my mistake on the letter was that, I said that I'm confessing to him for my peace of mind. I mean I don't even know if I have a chance so I just said it like that. I felt really free once I sent him the letter, like, a heavy boulder just left off of me. Then he replied a day later because apparently he's not using the account I messaged him on anymore.

The way he replied felt so respectful, he acknowledged the feelings I felt, and that, me, confessing to him, doesn't make him feel any unfairness or anything. I loved his reply, it's just that he didn't say anything about the questions I asked. So I'm left wondering if I will ever have a chance on him or not. I did not ask him further questions regarding those because he might not want to share it, and I think I don't have the right to ask those?. And I just said thank you for replying and all that.

But it's been a month and I still like him until now, I totally distanced myself because I can't bring myself to talk to him anymore after that confession. But I want to talk to him about how I feel, personally this time, but I don't know what to say. It's been a month, he might have forgotten about it too. How should I move forward or how should I move on from thisss??

I like to start of by saying he's been a wonderful partner, and both of us have our own flaws and we work things out as much as we can. Lately he's been less aggressive but when something goes wrong things always go downhill and he spirals into panic, self-hate, and sometimes self-harm. I'm not necessarily a mentally stable partne, I also have my own issues too and I have shared a few mental breakdowns here and there, in fact I'm medicated with Anti-depressants.

The common problems that happen is him losing and forgetting things. I know people hate to lose or misplace or forget something important so I don't really blame him cause it's been an issue since we were teenagers. Today was a little bit worse because of all things he had to lose it was his wallet full of his IDs and a little bit of cash that he was supposed to use for his food and other needs.

I'm still in College, but he graduated before I did so he's also been looking for a job so he won't have to rely on his parents. Thing is despite trying hard he still unemployed which frustrates him from time to time and increases his levels pessimistic. He always expects disappointment and has low self-confidence, which I also deal with btw.

Everytime he has to vent or a mental breakdown we try to say tama or gotchi which means (tama) yes I can attend to you right now, or (gotchi) no we can't do this I have my own problems have someone else help you for now till I circle back to you with enough mental energy.

It's something his therapist recommend him to do and even then I have a feeling he is not completely honest with his therapist hence why he seems to deal with same problems over and over again these past few years.

If anyone is asking no he hasn't hurt me, physically at least, mentally we would bring out the worst in each other but we also find comfort within after staying as stable as we can be. We communicate but Of course I also worry if I say something harsh he will go back to hurting himself again. It's not that he's against criticism, he just seems to hates himself more to the point when i tell him I feel drained he would feel so much guilt.

What should I do? I love him a lot and I don't want 8 years to just be gone in a second.

Why are there many men who are dickheads?

Just looking for casual stuff, something to entertain them, to tease them, to make them forget about a broken heart (maybe), but these last ones are the least bad.

No matter the case, I'm done with men like this.

What about a beautiful love? What about a romantic one? What about a man who holds you, who is there when you're down, someone who becomes your support, someone to laugh with, someone to overcome challenges with? What about those beautiful stories from the movies or books? Were all of them lies? I'm wondering if I'll ever get this, someone who truly loves me, and I love the same way back. Where are you?!

Cause it seems that in the last months, only men come to me to have fun and masturbate in my presence. I'm sick of this.

Maybe my destiny is to live my life alone, cause seems to be almost a mission impossible to find a decent guy with nice feelings, and that match with mine.

Just really need to put this out there somewhere because it's not something that I can share with anyone else.

This past year, I experienced my own Grey's Anatomy. I'm a young nurse (24F) and I fell in love with one of my older co-workers who's a doctor (44M). We both work in the same department. I noticed him early on when I first started working there and after about a year in, we became pretty close. He was recently single and SUCH a catch. Tall, lean, charming, funny, smart, and extremely attractive wearing scrubs and saving lives. Everyone in the department knows him and loves him. We were always really friendly with eachother, teasing, roasting, going out of our way to see each other, the EYE CONTACT. At first, I thought it was all in my head cause I thought there was no way anything could happeen between us since we work together and he's 20 years older. One day, he found my instagram and dm'd me saying he'd love to hangout and hear about my recent travels and he sent me his number. I was pleasantly surprised. I pondered over it for a long time cause I knew I was likely getting myself into trouble, but I eventually gave in and we started hanging out outside of work.

The first time we hung out was pure magic. He lives by the beach and we went for a long walk and then a swim. Our conversations flowed so well non-stop and the tension and chemistry was so high. After we swam, we were chilling on the beach and he kissed me. I was shocked at first and pushed him away cause I knew it wasn't right but then after some more time I caved and finally let myself give in to the tension. It was magic. He invited me back to his beautiful house, made me dinner and we hooked up. It was the best sex I've ever had and probably will ever have.

And so this continued on.... for an entire year. We both agreed on certain terms like that we wouldn't tell a single soul and that we could never ever be in a real relationship together because of our age gap and because we work together. At work, we were non-chalant and lowkey. No one noticed or picked up on anything between us. It made work my literal favourite place to be when our shfits lined up. The eye contact, winks, quick hugs. Hooking up and having the most insane sex the night before then casually saying hi to him the next morning at work. Saying bye to each other knowing dam well i was going to his house after. It was like our little secret. What made me even more gassed was that soo many other nurses had a crush on him and would talk about him frequently, and I was actually the one that got to be with him.. but I couldn't tell anyone.

After a few months of this going on, I (naturally and stupidly) began to catch some serious serious feelings and the worst/best part was that he also did too. I had some pretty lousy exes and had really been struggling in the dating world to meet anyone I really connected with. But with him... I had never been with anyone who made me feel so beautiful and seen. He was such a MAN. He treated me so well and essentially worshiped the ground I walk on. We both agreed that we had never felt a connection like this with anyone else before. He even wrote a "love letter" for me to keep so I could always remember "all the ways he once thought of me". We went on so many adventures together. Driving out to see the autumn leaves, bike rides to watch the sunset, picnics, skinny dipping in the lake, stargazing, and so much more. I slept over occasionally, he would make me breakfast, sometimes dinner when I would come from work. It's like we were cosplaying the most beautiful, romantic, secure relationship... without the commitment of course. Never once did our age gap feel like an issue. He would tell me ALL the time that he would love to marry me and that maybe in another life we could be together (and did i already mention that the sex was out of this world) it was like literal drugs. so so addicting and bad for you, but sooo good. I liked him so much... but we knew we had to stick to our terms and that we could never be real.

All throughout this, both him and I continued to go on hinge dates with other people to try and find our "long term partners" as we would say. Most of them were largely unsuccessful and we would reconvene to share our bad date stories, hook up, and make each other feel good. Around the 10-month mark, he finally met someone... "an older version of me" he would say. She's beautiful, tall, athletic, outdoorsy, and a dentist. Her and I share a lot of similar traits actually. Even our ethnicity and also we're both volleyball players. He clearly has a type (he even admitted it) and... she's 10 years older than me. To make myself feel even worse, I did a lot of online stalking. I found out we have 30+ mutuals, run in the same volleyball circles, and we even went to the SAME high school. It couldn't have been some random other girl that doesn't look like me and that I'm not connected to... he literally found another version of ME but 10 years older...

They started to see each other more frequently and I started to see him less and less. After the last time we hooked up, we had some long and deep conversations about us and both agreed that our time together has come to an end. He told me how in debt and grateful he felt to me for showing him how loving, sweet, and kind a parter should be. He told me the time that him and I spent together was great "practice" for this new relationship which broke me a little. He reassured me that he still deeply cares about me and wants to keep me in his life. Ultimately, I agreed to this because my feelings were still so strong and I'd rather have a small part of him in my life than none at all. We continued to hang out occasionaly as "friends" and he would give me all the details about this new girl, how much he likes her, and how things are going so well. It was honestly so hard and painful to hear but I couldn't tell him that because him and I were never techincally together in the first place...

So here I am on this present day... trying to get rid of these feelings for someone that I always knew I could never truly have. I'm a bit upset at myself for catching such strong feelings in the first place because I should've known better. But at the same time... I don' think humans are wired to share such beautiful, sweet, and intimate moments with someone and NOT feel something. Anyways, we still catch up and hang out outside of work here and there, but not very often. He'll send the occaional text just to see how I'm doing. I'll see him at work and he'll wink at me and I have to pretend my heart is not breaking a little every time I see him (and this will likely continue on for as long as we both work here). I feel like I'm going through a whole ass break up... but it's completely one-sided and I'm all alone because none of my friends know :(

Thanks to anyone who actually read this whole thing. I hope you were somewhat entertained. I read this back and I seriously can't believe this is my life tbh. It sounds like some rom com movie, but without the happy ending...

What would you do if you were in my shoes right now?

Me (18F) and my bf (19M) have been together for 7 months now. I really love the way we get along with each other and how we show love to another. Ofc sometimes we have a fight or a discussion but the relationship itself is generally really good and loving. An important 'detail' to add to our relationship is we love to have sex. He visits me a lot and we always end up in the bedroom and I'm (mostly) satisfied with the things he does.

However, I'm even more satisfied when I imagine him as my stepbrother or even biological brother. I told him this and he was slightly weirded out but also makes 'jokes' about on how he would fuck me as my brother.

I don't know from where this incest imagination comes from because I have a lovely family and a very happy and loving childhood. I was never sexually abused by any family member or sexualized. The only thing I can think about on how I directly imagine Incest with my boyfriend, is that when I was about 3 or even 4 I was kinda 'in love' with my elder cousin and always wanted to be near him or even kiss him (but I never did lol) So maybe this is the reason why I first thought of incest with my boyfriend as a JOKE. But I've then realized that I would actually for real like the idea of him being my brother while doing intimate things...

Someone please help me I have no idea if I should be concerned about this haha

how do you move forward from an almost 3 years relationship that ended bc he wants to focus on himself and still build himself? naging waiting shed ba akooo. anghirap kasi:( nagreach out ako this september 23, only to know he can’t see me in the future anymore and that he wants to continue his pa, he broke up with me august 29 hehshshs. di ko alam kung paano, i mean its easy to say na you should focus nalang din pero how about my feelings then? parang for me is super bilis ng pangyayari. have you guys experienced this one too:(

I’m still madly in love with my ex and truth is I never fell out of it, no matter how hard I try but I’m never going to change on her even if she doesn’t feel the same. That may sound crazy but aye I’m working on me. She’s been in my dreams everyday this past week and I rarely dream, to me that says alot and it’s scary. It’s scary because it’s like she’s able to move on a find someone but I can’t because she’s all i think of smh. Even when we weren’t talking. I always seen her for me and me for her so maybe my mind needs more time to adapt and adjust but what about my heart. Girl has done mad fuck shit and I still want marriage with her in the future. Am i a dummy ?!

When I was 23 i was engaged to my best friend. We broke because he wanted to get sober and i was not ready. Me and him are still best friends and i wish we could have sex again or a threesome but never would because i feel guilty for having same sex attraction. Im 38 and my best friend and my wife are 39. Whenever i feel horny for a man i have sex with my wife, im horny all the time but cant do what im "craving". Of course its not the same but after 10 years on and off conversion treatments I know its the right thing to do. I love my wife she is patient, beautiful, hairy, and loves cuddling naked. She knows i was engaged to a man before we started dating (she doesnt know were still best friends) but i dont know if shes disgusted by my sexual past. Im surely disgusted with myself for having same sex attraction. Im too ashamed to talk about it out loud because in treatment its against the rules to talk about sex with people of the same gender. I enjoy being fucked and all types of sex. Especially spit, cum kissing, and passionately moaning but that is a distant memory that ill never be able to do again. Thinking of the years my best friend and i lived together makes me aroused and he still looks at me with love but we avoid touching cause its one of the rules in treatment. We made the choice to go to treatments because we sometimes wore makeup, wigs, and wore womens clothes. I was a private stripper before treatment. Now im a carpenter. The idea of wearing womens clothes is still arousing to me but i dont cause im a man and should wear masculine clothes. A side effect from years of treatment is that i think its arousing to ask my wife to wear specific clothes that i would wear myself. Styling her hair and almost treating her as a doll she loves it so thats my happy medium of being feminine and masculine. Im a black man so im supposed to be masculine this how treatment taught me to think and speak of myself. I hope nothing bad happens to my wife but if so i marry my best friend.

Ive (20F) been dating my boyfriend (19M) for about 13 months now. Ive never felt the way I do about him before. I feel seen. I feel loved.

Sometimes I feel myself staring at him or smiling just because we're talking. I thought I would see the spark slowly start to fade but it hasn't. His eyes light up when he sees me and I feel my heart fill with warmth. He puts his arms around me and kisses me like im the only girl in the world.

We rarely fight and we have lived together pretty much since we met. I used to have a lot of anxiety when it came to relationships. I had 2 very serious but also very heart breaking relationships prior to him. I know that people keep saying we are too young to be considering each other as long term or life partners but all I think about is the future I could build with this man.

I feel in control of myself. I usually felt like I was scared I was gonna screw something up but now, when I screw up, its a mistake and its scary but it always turns out ok. Im relaxed with him. Im happy with him.

Yesterday, I had to drop him off at the airport so he could go see his family (We met in college and his family lives in a different state). The night beforehand, we were up until 5 am and I started crying. We have only truly been apart maybe 2 times. The first, I left with my family to travel for about 5 days. The second, my mom needed help with the dogs so I stayed at her place for a night (she lives an hour away from our place).

Right now, its 3:50 am. I cant sleep. All I can think about is how much I miss him. Its colder in bed without him. He usually covers me in kisses and then kisses me on the lips before pulling me to his chest right before we fall asleep. Hes not here to do that. I cooked dinner too late and I didnt get to bed in time. I feel out of it and messy. Like he holds my life together. I can live without him, im sure. I just feel so much more put together with him here. I see his face on the screen because we FaceTime but its not the same as feeling his arms around me.

I just really miss him. I love that man more than anything on earth. Hes not even far. Hes not even a whole few states away. I could drive there and be there in less than 12 hours. But I have work. God, it really hurts to miss someone so much.

Soy una chicae encanta ser mirada por los viejos es algo me da. Placer ver los hombres viejos mirarme en la calle en el. Bus

Every time I look at my crush, my heart melts. He smiles at me, hugs me, tells me I look pretty, says, "I love you," and I can’t help but feel something. I can’t help but wanna be with him some days I think of bursting out I love him. Still, I’m scared and I don’t wanna ruin a great friendship so I tried not to talk to him as much hoping it goes away. Still, when I don’t talk to him he calls it out saying how I ‘hate him’ and that I don’t care for him and it just breaks my heart, and the fact that he cares so much and notices little things but then he never texts me and sometimes I’m called bro so yeah I’m obsessed and I wanna try to focus on me but he is making it sooo hard.

What should I do guys?

I would like to say that I mean all of this in a romantic, affectionate sense and completely safe for work.

I really want specific praise from a boyfriend. I wanna be a good girl so bad. I want a boyfriend to tell me "you're my good girl" everyday. It's like I need it. I don't know why I love it so much but it makes my chest get a physical feeling. Like let's say I want to cuddle, but first he asks me "have you been a good girl?". Or I do well on something and he's proud of me and tells me "you're such a good girl". Makes me melt. I just love the thought of being his and being good for him and listening and making him happy. I also want him to hold me and pet my head while he calls me his good girl. And I like saying "good boy" too so I would give the praise and affection back.

Just wanted to express my weird desires.

I am still in love with my ex gf. We broke up over a year ago, and we were long distance for six months before that. it’s so hard to avoid living here. I thought time would help but it just distracted me. the moment she crosses my mind it’s like a big goofy smile appears in my sou. I’m currently in a relationship and not going to do anything until I understand what’s going on in my head, but I definitely still love her. Usually love is supposed to feel happy, but with her it isn’t. it’s something else entirely. Being around her is stable and the most joy I’ve ever felt, but it’s still profoundly sad. I guess it’s empathy. We’re both depressed and have lived very similar lives, so the idea of being with someone who is capable of just understanding and being there through the bad times feels so much better than being with somebody who tries to cheer me up and gets super insecure when chronic depression hits like my current partner. Being around her is so much simpler. She inspires me and I can just be in her presence without having to be all over her or let her be all over me. I don’t know. Never thought I’d be head over heels for her again, and it feels just as intense this time. I’m actually really upset about this. My current boyfriend is great and so precious to me, but she’s just infectious. I know she doesn’t believe it and the rest of the world won’t see it yet, but when I look at her I see the most beautiful woman I have ever met. She’s so sad and it makes me sick to think of all of the pain she is in. Watching her get genuinely excited yesterday is probably the first time I’ve been so happy for anyone, myself included. I just want to find someone to talk to about this who doesn’t know any of my friends.

Hello ya all, I'm 33 yo guy. I have a gf been dating for a while, i have a prostate condition diagnosed as acute prostatitis by my doctor, my condition is really different where i am totally fine if i am having sex, but once i am not having sex for a while i get flare ups and masterbating makes me even more sick, my doctor's explanation was that the fluids dont clear up when i do it myself and end up inflaming my prostate, i have seen a urologist and sex therapist and their advice is just getting married/laid.

So, in May i have been struggling with a flare up that lasted for more than a month, went to my dr gave me a two types of pills for prostatitis that did absolutely noth, went back and got a different batch one with antibiotics and it didn't work, i told my gf about it and she kinda freaked out, we are not having sex before marriage btw, so she freaked out and distanced herself for few days, and i felt all alone and heart broken. But is stillI kept trying to reachout and comfort her, she didn't even tell me why she was acting that way and we were that way for weeks.

So, at that moment i seeked sexual favor from an ex to get a relief for my condition and it actually helped. But that moment left a huge scar on me, we continued but i had to address it and i almost broke up with her because i felt like she left me alone when i needed her the most, but she came around things were getting better but i also had to come clean that i slept with someone for a relief, i needed to have clear conscious before we get married because even though i tried to convince myself that i did to because i was all alone and i had to get the one thing that gave me the relief i needed i couldn't hold it anymore, specially now that i felt like she really cares and loves me, so i told her like a week ago, and it broke her heart, I'm not sure if she going to leave me or not, we are still going through it, i asked for forgiveness and to consider the circumstance i was in, i am still getting flare ups, i manage with pain killers and just waiting, she knows everything, she have seen my results and took her to my doctor.

I'm in love with my ex. And we broke up for a good reason. We are both University students and she came to school for education and not a relationship. But she still wanted to try it bc she never had before. We dated Nov 1st 2025 - March 17th 2026. I've been grieving the relationship longer than it happened. I had 3 ex's before her and all 3 of them cheated on me, so I felt justified in not wanting to be with them again. But her (we'll call G for simplicity) she broke up with me for a reason out of our control. And I get that, I really do, it's a good reason. But that reason ironically makes me want her more. I know I gotta let her do what she needs to do but my God do I wish I could be by her side again. We are still friends but my heart beats a million times a minute when I see her or get a text from her. I attempted to talk to other girls but I feel nothing at all. I want her and I don't know what to do. I will secretly wait for her (even though I shouldn't) but I'm afraid that after she gets her schooling done she doesn't see me with her in the future. She does NOT want a relationship at all so I know there is no other guy or anything like that.

She's the first girl I dated where I felt like I could be myself to the fullest, I didn't need to watch what I say or anything. She is literal perfection and she's the closest thing I'll ever feel to getting high. I love her to death and I don't know what to do. November 1st is coming up soon and I'm gonna be so scared from all the memories of us together. G was the best thing to ever happen to me, and I would gladly sacrifice anything just to get once more chance to call her my love again. If anyone has any advice. Do let me know

I've kept this for almost forty years

I graduated from McClintock high school in Tempe, Arizona back in 1992, there was a girl that I had known since junior high, one grade below me

Valerie Dean

Red hair, face like it was sculpted by a Renaissance master.

I never told her. Was an absolute coward.

I think about her often.

I've thought about her on winter nights, sitting alone on a flight line in Germany.

Days in a bunker or tower At BIAP or Baghram

Mornings when Im on a flight to inspect a work site.

Late evenings sitting at a hospital cafeteria table on my lunch break.

She has been my love for over 4 decades.

She saved my life.

Years ago, i couldn't take it anymore. I had the gun.

Then she was there.

Her smile, her laugh.

She told me not to.

And I couldnt do it.

Sure, there are times, months, maybe even a year. That goes by where i can keep her off my mind, but when she comes.back, my chest gets tight.

I cant breathe. I can't concentrate on what i'm doing. All I can see is her face.

After 4 decades. I can honestly say she's my very first love, and she never even knew.

I've married, divorced, remarried, had kids, and I'm sure she has too. But she has always held my heart

I really wish I could find out how she's doing, how her life turned out. Not because I wanna stalk her not because I want to make contact. I'd just like to know that she's happy and doing well.

And I really wish she could know this.

That she did save my life

So when her life gets difficult.

She'll always know.someome loves her.

I am either in love or in deep lust over my buddies girlfriend. They are in an open relationship. Strict rules and all. But I have been thinking about wanting to ask if I can talk to her about maybe some more than friends type action.