November Secrets!

“I’m falling for you way too fast. I’m so afraid to commit again, but I love the idea of being happy with someone again.”

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“For fear of being labeled a “slut” or a “whore,” no one, not my best friend not my boyfriend or anyone else, will ever know how many people I’ve actually had sex with. I feel ashamed about it enough, I don’t need everyone else making me feel bad about it too.”

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“When my husband deployed, it was my friends who kept me sane. Everyday I’m grateful I have them in my life.”

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“I’m beginning to develop feelings for my very best friend. In fear of ruining what we have, neither he nor anyone else will probably ever know this.”

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“When you’ve been waiting for a site like this to help you find your way.”

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“You don’t seem to understand that ignoring me hurts me more than just rejecting me. I can handle rejection, I can’t handle the unknown.”

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“You don’t realize how much it hurt to kiss you knowing you can’t be mine.”

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“It has taken every ounce of the strength I can still muster up to keep myself from completely turning to drugs. I know it won’t actually help, and I have to tell myself that constantly to keep it together.”

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“I literally feel like I have no one to turn to. I’m at a point where I need someone more now than I ever have, and no one seems to want to help me. I don’t know what to do.”

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“I need new friends. Mine suck.”

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“What I would give to go back and redo the last 6 months over again. I know now I just have to look forward and pick myself up, but hindsight really is 20/20. I don’t regret a thing, but I wish that I knew what I know now back then. I really do believe that everything happens for a reason, but it’s going to be difficult to have faith in that until things start looking up.”

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One comment

  1. If you want to find people who care and who you can talk to face to face, there is a To Write Love On Her Arms chapter starting on campus. They really do care!

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