Confessions about 'Hate'

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I am sick of elissa my therapist. she annoys me and doesn't know what she is doing half the time. she is fake and over paid and in a cozy job thinking herself big.

I am sick of elissa my therapist. she annoys me and doesn't know what she is doing half the time. sh...

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we have been struggling for decades- we have no oven or stove upstairs and i should have had a home and marriage by now. I am sick of how russos placed me in her concentration camp for 10 years bullying me. she got money for every unemployed person so she didn't want you getting work. she had some satanic game going on. she is definately a satanic. without a doubt. heard too many victims of hers say similar.

we have been struggling for decades- we have no oven or stove upstairs and i should have had a home ...

Abuse, Hate

I feel like no one is human anymore. no morals or care for others. I don't trust anyone anymore. I even believe everyone even my parents are out to take me down. everyone is trying to scam and con me. I don't even trust community groups or police and govt people or govt bodies anymore. I gave up trusting bravehearts and reported them. sick of other peoples abuse and insults.

I feel like no one is human anymore. no morals or care for others. I don't trust anyone anymore. I e...

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myer told me how unhuman these english filipino people are today. myer said their just not human.

Pride, Abuse, Hate

cupcake icing is not as easy as you think it is. I know cuz I tried it with a professional chocolatier and we made cupcake and icing topping and cakepops and chocolate and she had a 3d desiging chocolate design machine. and those dumb icing pre-made sacks you get in the shop are not that good even with all their different icing cone ends. to be honest it is much much easier to make macaroons or florentines and use a piping bag or just a bit of paper as piping bag but it is not as fun as you think.

cupcake icing is not as easy as you think it is. I know cuz I tried it with a professional chocolati...

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So I'm having a crush on a girl online and she doesn't know me. That's why chances are impossibrowl. Lel. I found her on YouTube donuting. I guess I could say that she's a professional cook but really not famous. She's braun hair and a member of a famous donut crew/community in Houston, Texas. I am a customer, mealer and now fan who became an admirer. The way she donuts without smiling is kinda hot especially the flavours she uses really smooth you out but she donut smile. Lol I was just wondering who owns her heart if any. I wish I could meet her and take a whole box of her donuts with her someday to a picnic and munch away under a tree by a lake and I will play my flute for her not while eating the donuts but would she smile anyway. I wish she would sit on them too. :)

So I'm having a crush on a girl online and she doesn't know me. That's why chances are impossibrowl....

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Your Fired !!! The reason he did that is this one girl I was getting to know asked him about me and he must've told her a good story because she blocked me from Facebook and stopped talking to me.She lied and said it was because I ignored her.Which wasn't true. So too get back at her I deleted her Facebook page twice and then I sent an anonymous letter to work to try and get her fired ,didn't work. I talked shit about her ,had people think she was nuts and generally made her life miserable at work for a while and then I got over her and was interested in another girl. We were getting to know each other and were getting along good and then all of the sudden she wouldn't answer my texts and went cold on me. I knew who was causing this so I sent some anonymous letters to work and told the supervisors he was lazy etc. to try and get him fired ,didn't work. So I sat here and thought about it ,so I finally came up with a good solution that actually worked.I made a fake blog with his name and picture and back dated a few months ,I wrote that he hated management and that he was trying to fuck as many girls as he can at work ,I made it really good and really profane, like he just wanted to fuck these girls and didn't give a shit about them and how the manager was a cunt ,etc, And then I e-mailed a link to human resources and sure enough about 6 weeks later they fired him. I felt great I still feel good about it every time I think about it. The only regret I have is that I didn't do it sooner. The girl I am interested in still works there and she is starting to trust me ,so I am still working on her .Even if that doesn't work out, I still have great satisfaction that I got him fired.

Your Fired !!! The reason he did that is this one girl I was getting to know asked him about me and...

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their dogs bark all the time

Hate

well some people bring stupid to a new level and all their kids do is scream make noises and tantrum and drive around parents. i have dirty neighbors. they have turned it into a ghetto.

well some people bring stupid to a new level and all their kids do is scream make noises and tantrum...

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i can't stand people who can't listen.

Hate

Sometimes I can't turn to my friends and family about the deep loss of a loved one I have faced. It is a family member, very close, one of the closest. Years ago. Their birthday would have been recently. I thought I would be okay, but I kept crying off and on without wanting to, and even now that it's passed I still feel like I keep wanting to cry and I'm not the type to cry. This type of grief is so painful that I feel like sometimes I can't always share it with the people closest to me. My boyfriend, my mom, my best friends, and others in my life, because I don't want firstly to cause them pain, and secondly I don't want pity. I hate that they hurt and get this look, this helpless, deer in headlights, painful not knowing what to do to fix this, look, which then dissolves into this sort of poor you look when I bring it up. So I just don't very often. I keep it to myself or talk to people online sometimes. I can't stand that look. I don't want that look. I just want to be able to cry once in a while, get a hug, have them listen, and move on. But even telling them that, doesn't stop the look. I think with this level of pain, it's impossible for people to feel like that is enough. It is enough because it's all they can do. It helps a lot. But they don't seem to believe me. So I turn to strangers to vent it out. I cry alone plenty because I can't stand that damned look. I miss this person so deeply that every day reminds me that I'll never be who I was when they were alive. I'll always be different. I'll always miss them. I'll always be without them. This gaping wound in my heart will never heal. It just won't. People say it does. They're liars. It's been years. Maybe it heals if you've lost a distant relative or a friend, but it doesn't heal if you've lost someone you've always known, lived with, and was a part of who you are. It just doesn't. All you can do is keep living and trying to work around it. I don't even know what I'm "confessing" to. I guess that I just hate the pity and try to avoid it by preferring to turn to internet strangers rather than people dear to me.

Sometimes I can't turn to my friends and family about the deep loss of a loved one I have faced. It ...

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6 years on from this major event in my life and I am still burnt and Torn between loyalty and independence I've been with my fiancé for over 5 years now. Almost 2 years ago, we moved in together and in April, he proposed and I said yes. But there's another guy (isn't there always?) who's been my best friend since before I even met my current fiancé. I've always found him attractive, but never thought I had a chance; he's very flirty, so I took his advances as him just flirting, harmlessly and meaninglessly, until the next pretty girl walked in the room. Then, one night just a few months before my fiancé first asked me out, we kissed. He told me he'd wanted to for awhile, but I still passed it off as his hormones going nuts. With this in mind, I figured pursuing a relationship with him would end in disaster, and we'd lose our friendship, so we agreed to just stay friends. But things were awkward between us after that; for my part, he was pursuing a relationship with a girl I'd known since kindergarten, and neither liked nor trusted one bit. Yet we continued to flirt, even after I began going out with my fiancé. He'll, not just flirt - we played Grope Tag. Guess how you play that? In my fiance's car, even on his couch with him sleeping next to us. I figured nothing was ever coming of it anyway, so what did it matter? It was just us goofing around with each other. I never questioned my original assertion: I was just entertaining him until the Next Best Thing. Then, a few months ago, he asked me why we never dated. Recently, I answered him - he never asked out. The conversation that followed shook the foundations of what I'd originally based my current relationship on: I had no chance with him, so I went out with the guy I knew I had one with. And now my engagement is in the toilet, anyway; my fiance's proven himself to be nothing more than a large child sometimes, and expects me to give in to him. Yet I feel like I get nothing in return: the s hasn't been as satisfying as it could be for awhile, and I feel like a housewife now because no matter how many times I ask/nag/yell at him that I will not pick up his socks, or his dishes, or wash the towels HE uses up, I just get a sigh or a groan of frustration. Sometimes, he does it begrudgingly, but I can feel the wall of our relationship cracking every time. Even better, when we moved in together, we moved an hour away from our hometown, family, and friends. He works graveyard shift at a gas station most nights, so I don't see him often. We're both miserable in this situation, and want to move back closer to home. For awhile, I've been telling myself when we move back, things will get easier. But is really our location that's ruining us, or just us? To top it all off, my fiancé LOVES to make plans for the future, which I'm cool with - to an extent. But now he keeps trying to rope me into situations I feel I have no say in. He wants to start a funeral home, but it has to family-owned in our state, so guess who would have to manage the place? He finds a house for sale, and immediately says I'll love it, we're checking it out this week. I could say this is because I'm a control freak, but really it's just because I'm more independent than he is. He was mostly raised by an overly-doting mother who spoiled the s* out of him; I was raised in a broken family, so mostly raised myself. I've always found people who can't do things for themselves frustrating, but now that such a person is nearly the only one I have left, I feel like my life is for him. He would say otherwise - he doesn't care if I go out with friends, or am unexplainably absent from the house. But such things would've gotten him dumped right quick anyway; he never told me where he goes in life, so must I. I'm so confused. Do I abandon a relationship I've out so much work into, or just keep giving it all till I have nothing left? Do I take a chance with my best friend, 5 years later? I WANT to, so badly. He has a habit of turning me on, and (subconsciously?) I return the favor. It makes feel dirty, and guilty. Yet, I still have the same worry; am I just entertaining him, for now? Probably. But at this point, I don't care. I'd sleep with him the first moment we had alone, I confess, even if it led nowhere; I doubt it would ruin our friendship now; we've been too open with each other about everything else. I know it would ruin my relationship with my fiancé; his biggest fear is that I'll get bored of him. Now I have, but I can't stand to tell him and crush his spirit. I started to look to astrology, hoping to find something like, "Give things due time, and they'll work out". Instead, I find no good news for my relationship, but far too much enticement when I matched mine and my friend's signs. It was, in fact, quite scary, saying mine and my friend's love can go unacknowledged for years - which it was - but that mine and my fiance's relationship is based only illusions (his perfected illusion of me, no doubt; that I will always be there to take care of him, that I will never leave him, that I am capable of returning such deep emotions I find I cannot understand). I don't know what to do. I'm so confused. I want to go back in time and tell myself to just go for it, ask my friend out, it will be worth it. Instead, I took the cowardly path, and am paying for it dearly now.

6 years on from this major event in my life and I am still burnt and Torn between loyalty and indepe...

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just feel very down after the group and I knew i would it always happens because i meet rich women with cars and jobs and kids and husbands and their lives always seem better and financially in control more then my sorry ass pity bum life. I can't relate to this fat acceptance society thing. I accept that i might not always be a perfect size or always thin and body changes but i find it insulting to have to go and like all them have little fucker kids and I do not and it makes me have hate for them and I want the world to make leso men out of them - listen that would be funny. I don't want to stripe for them or do a pj wineo party. I don't even want to do cup cake icing or belly dance or share when it looks like i am being judged. like not sure what to make of it. why want to feed us fattening foods? and wine and feel leso? and like love this fat when doctor says no you need to lose it. I mean i would be better buying a diet shake or something else. i do this just to socialize and meet people and this doesn't make sense you have to do this now. and it all costs. i feel like i am being brainwashed and it just doesn't fit in with me. i thought they would keep the poster and let us look at it at the end of the semester and also other stuff like do self drawing and self esteme and laughter therapy and body stance calming techniques and some fun like walks and cards or games or any dance not just belly dance. just dance and sing therapy without it being over sexualised. make some moon mist and crystals chat and talk and learn about women feelings. get into groups of 2 and do some exercises of listening and skills. presenting a talk or our own poster. i hated seeing our poster ripped up. what a waste. what is it supposed to mean. it didn't empower me. are these women nuts? all this just to make friends? I used to think there was easier ways to make friends like church and clubs and community groups, meet ups and everyone turning up at the dance hall or rollercade but we never got 1 invite as teens with other people. i mean i guess they or we are a community group of women but it just all doesn't sit with me. and i don't see me doing all of it. somethings I can skip like dancing and striping and pj wineo. what if i don't want to eat cake or muffins or anything? is social but its therapeutic but its not? so confused have to be careful what I say by the looks of it. and stay away the nights they do crap I don't want to do. dance, sing, laughter therapy and body stance for releasing anxiety I get that but why everything so sexualized i don't mind watching burlesque dance on stage with professionals but I don't want to do it myself. I don't feel comfortable in bikini or swim suit or lingerie around strangers that is just it. like I know who I am in myself so I don't want to do shit like belly dance and strip burlesque its not for me to do. I am a practical person and i don't care to do stuff i don't want to do. bugger others. what does a social group share these days? what is friendship anymore. what the fuck heavens is love anymore and sex? and I don't want raw sex or gay sex. i want romance and someone new. i want the option of income to leave and move around but come back home. if i won lotteries i would not sell out i would have to take sab with me.

just feel very down after the group and I knew i would it always happens because i meet rich women w...

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I don't want to do all this dumb fat acceptance crap. its just mindless compliancy and I don't want to be so nice to people any more. I am a mean person and fake nice person. I aint no pussy of peace!

I don't want to do all this dumb fat acceptance crap. its just mindless compliancy and I don't want ...

Abuse, Hate

i reckon the queen uk is a real number i bet that one has ruined marriages by the grand canon level. i would love to know that ones dirty laundry and bucket of tricks. probably another con artist like them all.

i reckon the queen uk is a real number i bet that one has ruined marriages by the grand canon level....

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I am too good for you joke ass uk royals and all these stupid joke ass celebrities. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5Uu3kCEEc98&list=RDGMEMQ1dJ7wXfLlqCjwV0xfSNbAVMRwUEHfspbho&index=22 I heard this song the night rick dumped on me and I felt great to tell the fucker where to fuck off and go die!

I am too good for you joke ass uk royals and all these stupid joke ass celebrities. https://www.yout...

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I am too good for you joke ass uk royals and all these stupid joke ass celebrities. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5Uu3kCEEc98&list=RDGMEMQ1dJ7wXfLlqCjwV0xfSNbAVMRwUEHfspbho&index=22 I heard this song the night rick dumped on me and I felt great to tell the fucker where to fuck off and go die!

I am too good for you joke ass uk royals and all these stupid joke ass celebrities. https://www.yout...

Abuse, Hate

I am not going to some drunkard leso pj party either. I am not a pussy for peace or a piece of pussy and I don't like those stupid femo dirty slogans. I am a piece for myself only! I like to cause unpeace on others and I think they appreciate me doing that for them and how I point out all their defects and flaws to be honest.

I am not going to some drunkard leso pj party either. I am not a pussy for peace or a piece of pussy...

Abuse, Hate

its never enough i see everyone at school, there pretty figures that was me last year, no matter what they sayi, m fat im 108 pounds,im sick of myself ive done it before , im going anorexic until i reach 90 im 16 and i hate myself

its never enough i see everyone at school, there pretty figures that was me last year, no matter wha...

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One-night romp with friend's now-fiance One of my very good and close guy friends, Jack, had been dating Meredith quite a while, but, they always seemed to have problems. Her trust in him, as for cheating on her, was incredibly low, and he, the dumbass that he was, would fight with her about it, then take on all fliratious females in his direction. One evening, at a national chain restaurant..We'll call it Schmuby Ruesday's, I met up with both of them as I hadn't seen either in awhile. Meredith was there first, and she and I talked about Jack, his flirting ways, etc, over some drinks. Meredith is a very beautiful blonde, long hair, sky-blue eyes, tight, fit body, and just very..wantable. But, she also has self-esteem issues largely due to Jack. Anyway, Jack shows up, we have a decent time, but they get into it again (with me sitting in the middle stool of the bar..so they're going back and forth over me). Meredith walked out for a few, came back, and Jack played nice. "Good to have you back, baby" he said. Meredith, clad in jeans and a black button-down that she'd noticibly loosened to show off more cleavage, responded with "I only came back for him", meaning, me. I calmly finish my drink, pay our bill, and say my goodbyes, happy to exit the situation. An hour later, Meredith called me. "So I think me and Jack are done..And I wasn't kidding about coming back in for you..I think we should meet at my condo tonight". Yes, the conscience in me said no, but, knowing Jack like I do, and that once he's done with a woman, he's usually immediately and forever done, I figured, why not..She's hot as h*, and I'd be lying if I said I never got hard looking at her. She just exudes sexy. I meet her at the condo, we have wild, exhausting s for a few hours, and I leave the next morning. Later that day, Jack called me to go to lunch and a drink to talk, and apologize for the scene they made. Then he says "I went to Meredith's this morning and she apologized, too. Told me to tell you everything's ok". I missed him by maybe 30 minutes. Didn't have the heart to tell him I'd nailed his hottie. When they got engaged a few months ago, Meredith hugged me tight and said "He never, ever finds out what we did. And I tell you what..If he does cheat on me, I'm throwing this ring in his face, and you and I are going away for a weekend". So far, they're still engaged and ok. But I know better. now its 5 years on and I hate him and glad never got with him and hate her too.

One-night romp with friend's now-fiance One of my very good and close guy friends, Jack, had been da...

Hate, Sex