Sometimes I remember the past I had with my husband. I love him, but it still gives me pain and I also think of divorce but not that I don't want it but that I am afraid of it. I know I could survive on my own but I also know that I don't want to live without him or look back with regret. I have obsessive thoughts and the thought of hurt, fear of divorce just run through my head. What he did was so monstrous at first and I wanted to leave, I didn't know the truth of why he did it until later. We are now seeing a therapist but I still look at him through the corner of my eye. Wondering when the shoe will drop. I love him a lot and I know he loves me but those obsessive thoughts bother me so bad but then again I know if I leave, the obsessive thought of him would go through my head.

Want to know why my grandma, an old "fart" sees skimpy clothes as awful? If a man wants to touch your panties he needs to earn it, not simply look for it. If a woman can simply see a man's undies why should she work for it? I love her.

Most women don't need make up. It's bullshit that is piled onto you from the time we're little. My mom told me when a woman starts applying make up as her daily mask she not only creates an artificial image of herself but ruins her pores and skin. All those chemicals wreck your skin and lips. You even start to think you look ugly at night when it's taken off and that's wrong. My grandmother is a beautiful woman, wrinkles and all. She looks lovely and told me running into your age rather than running away makes you look good. A teenager has to love his or her weird growing body so it makes sense to do the same when you hit 70.

I love word salad confessions. They make no sense but are so fun to read.

Used my food stamp benefits at the farmers market today. Love this option! Too bad I couldn't use it on a fresh bag of kettle korn.

I love learning about food and culture.... don't get me wrong..... and I do a lot of professional lunches and dinners, I have excellent table manners and am well educated and well traveled. That said, beyond basic civility I cannot possibly educate myself on every single nuance and detail of international food customs. By the way, I have some Chinese customers and in their culture is quite common to eat noisily and to slurp. While that doesn't fit the American ideal of politeness at the table, it is quite fine in theirs. Let me tell you, graciousness will translate across borders. If you commit a small social gaffe but address it with humor, it's no big deal. It is only the small minded you can't accept that cultural differences are the norm and then

I think it's sad that so many romantic movies that women love have elements of abuse. Stalking, infidelity, emotional manipulation. How is that cute or fun?

I really love my husband and he's a wonderful man and father and great in bed. Except he breathes with his mouth when we kiss and it's annoying as hell. He says hecan't breathe from his nose.

I love hearing about meandering thoughts and mundane accounts of your day. It's why I built this site. It wasn't to hear your hateful mess of thoughts...I've got plenty of my own to keep at bay. I am definitely not about to hear yours. Changes to come: Only Registered users can post a confession, you will still have the option of posting "anonymously"....but there will be at least ONE person that will be able to "see" your crazy ass. See: "posts to be linked together to form an "impression" of me." -admin

Yes, it was far more than packing lunch. It was one more way she abandoned me. I just wanted a mom who put all the love in my lunch the other kids got. Instead I had pb&j every day because it was all I knew how to make. And I hated it. Threw it away most of the time.