Truth is, I’m fourteen and my boyfriend is seventeen… We can’t be together but I love him so much. I wish my parents would understand my love for him. This all makes me want to commit suicide and run away. ~Anonymous
Truth is, My husband finds me so fat that he won’t have sex with me anymore. Thing is, I’m not giant- I’m 27, 5’6 and 176lbs. I’m muscular- I exercise 5 days a week. The fact that I have some belly fat and some cellulite on my thighs is what grosses him out. I still love him and find him incredibly hot, even though his body isn’t perfect either. I’m both incredibly angry and really, really depressed. We’re in counseling. I can’t tell anyone in the town we moved to. ~Anonymous
Truth is, music speaks more of my mind than my lips do. ~Anonymous
Truth is, I don’t see a point in changing. Why stop smoking or cutting?! I can’t see the harm. ~Anonymous
Truth is, I became everything I swore I’d never be. ~Anonymous
Truth is, I feel like I don’t even know myself anymore. ~Anonymous
I’m so so so sorry for not updating this blog, I’m getting all the confessions in my ask up into photo format as we speak. I’ve had a rough few months, so I had to take a step back from everything. Sorry for not giving any warning. Hopefully I’m back for good :)
It pains me greatly to see this. Please, anon, send me a message, I would rather you talk to me than kill yourself. I don’t know who you are, but no matter who you are, your past, anything that has happened, I know that you deserve to live. I’m not going to tell you not to, but I ask you to re consider. I don’t want to see you hurt yourself, you deserve light and happiness. Please try and stay strong, love.
Truth is, I want to die. ~Anonymous
Truth is, I will never be able to truly love again. I’m too scared. ~Anonymous
Truth is, I’m tired of life. I feel so worthless. ~Anonymous
Truth is, I’ve been called fat all my life. ~Anonymous
Truth is, even though I don’t eat, I feel awfully fat and I hate myself for it all the time. ~Anonymous
Truth is, I didn’t end my relationship for my best friend. I ended it because my boyfriend wasn’t helping me get better with my self harm. Now I’m better off without him. ~Anonymous