Snook - Disgusting Confession Threads

Episode Date: October 9, 2026

Join the Patreon! For bonus videos, exclusive livestreams, discord and more! https://www.patreon.com/SnookYT⁠ From a man addicted to disgusting content online... to a deranged guy who likes to make his girlfriend relive past trauma... these are some Disgusting Confessions Threads. These stories are truly some of the saddest and most depressing stories I've ever read, I hope every OP and emailer in this video is doing better now. Would you like to see me make similar videos in the future? Leave your thoughts down below in the comment section, and make sure to like and subscribe! Please do not attempt to contact anyone talked about in this video. Timestamps! 0:00 | Intro 2:09 | I am a predator... 13:39 | I like to make my gf relive her trauma... 24:24 | My gf d*ed because of me... 30:49 | I am a creep 34:51 | My marriage is ruined 40:37 | Worse thing I've done and I cant forgive myself 42:22 | I followed a random girl 5 years ago 48:25 | I gambled all my money away... 53:21 | I did substances and it was the most terrifying experience of my life 1:00:16 | Outro Send a confession to be read! [e-mail] Join the Patreon! https://www.patreon.com/SnookYT⁠ Follow me on instagram and Spotify! If your story or post was included in today's video and you wish for it to be taken down, please reach out to this email. [e-mail] And yes, I'm a human voice. NEXT SUB GOAL - 1,000,000 subscribers! Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

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Let me preface this with saying that I am incapable of ever hurting a child. I know I can have sick thoughts sometimes, but the idea of causing one any harm at all rots me to my very core. And I'm not one of those sickos that thinks, oh, it's not harmful. She will like being touched there. Today I saw a little girl, probably around five or six. Not extraordinarily cute, but she had these little knee-high boots and I thought, damn. Bro, that's disgusting. Jesus Christ. He says, I am a predator. While I am attracted to girls, my own age, I do have fantasies involving younger girls. The youngest I've ever thought of has been four. Oh my God. I go to McDonald's around noon on Sundays to see little girls in their church dresses with

adorable little white stockings in those tiny black shoes. Okay. This guy just said I would never like, oh my God, dude, this is disgusting. I have watched my neighbor's daughter grow up since she was three in a roused by thoughts of fooling around with her. I saw her yesterday. She's around eight or nine. And thought to myself, God, I don't even know if I can read this. And thought to myself, God, I want to be effing, I want to effing tongue her. A-hole.

I have jerked it to pictures of preteens and underwear and of girls as young as four in tight bathing suits Jesus Christ. My number one most jerk two picture is of, I'm not going to say the girl's name, but it's a, I would guess, a notable child celebrity at 11 in the schoolgirl outfit from a movie. I am only attracted to girls. Some people say predators only care about age

and are attracted to boys and girls, but I don't believe that for a second. I have seen, actual illegal content involving minors. Oh my God, but only when I was 17 and first discovering certain websites, I did please myself to it, but I instantly deleted it and scrubbed my hard drive, and it's one of my greatest personal shames, and I have never searched out for the real thing again. I've talked to multiple therapists about this. When I think it comes down to is that I was really shy and awkward growing up. I'm 24, and I've never had to.

had a girlfriend. This has stunted me emotionally. Deep down when I think of the kind of relationship I want, intimacy is barely a part of it. I want to hold hands on the swing set and blush when we kiss each other on the cheek. It's pathetic, I know. At least I'm not one of those adult baby people, but since I'm still an adult man who needs the wires are crossed and my want for a more innocent puppy love relationship has intercepted my basic psychological need for intimate contact. I don't always fantasize about girls only when I see them or about 10% of the time when I am jerking it. I feel bad afterward, but my fantasies about them are usually peaceful and loving, very gentle about pleasuring her, etc. I feel like I should be more shamed of my lusts,

but I think what I really want is a daughter. I would have a wife to satisfy me. intimately and I could pour all of my pent up innocent cutesy love onto her. Oh my God, man. This is horrible. This is so disgusting. This guy is, I mean, the definition of a pervert creep predator. Let's get into some of the top comments. One user says, in quotes the O.P. When the O.P says, what I really want is a daughter. And the commenter just said, no. And someone replies and says, yes, it's like a recovered alcoholic saying, what I really want is. And I really want. as a bunch of bottles of liquor in the China cabinet. Even if he has a lot of self-restraint,

it's too damn tempting. And another user says, okay, I want to preface my comment by saying, I don't hate predators. It breaks my heart in pieces that some people have these attractions for whatever reason and they are tortured by them. That being said,

you are at a really high risk of offending, in my opinion. The fact that you're seeking out places where children congregate to see them in an intimate way is a huge red flag. The fact that you are attracted to your neighbor's daughter is not something you can control, but the fact that you don't seem to have the urgency of avoiding contact with her as much as possible as worrying. The fact that you think you will only love your daughter innocently and seem to deny that you would be at risk for offending with her is a huge red flag as well.

I'm not really going to touch on the jerking it to gross photos, and illegal photos, clothed or not, as someone who has family members who are precious children, it grosses me out, but it's not illegal. I worry that it's feeding your fantasies more than it is helping control them, especially coupled with other red flags. You do not seem to realize how dangerous your condition is,

and frankly, it terrifies me. I don't care if this gets downvoted because, sir, I do believe that you are at risk for offending. Please realize this and voluntarily remove yourself from contact with children and please do not have a daughter. And this is just, I mean, horrible. And they're right, I mean, like, this person, like, is going to McDonald's every Sunday

to see the little girls that walk in. It's disgusting. I mean, like, it's so horrible how, like, you can't go out in society. It's like, imagine you're a parent. And it's like every Sunday you love taking your daughter to, you know, McDonald's. She wants to get whatever. And, like, you, you know, You can't even trust that the people around you don't want to pray on your child.

Like that is so horrible how people can't live their lives peacefully without people like this, pieces of trash ruining things and possibly trying to pray upon your child and ruin their lives. God, it's disgusting. It's horrible. And another commenter says, I go to McDonald's around noon on Sundays to see little girls in their church dresses with adorable little white stockings in those tiny black shoes. That was a quote from the OP. And this commenter says, then you are not a predator in thought slash fantasy only. You are acting on it. You need to seek help soon. And another user says, please just stop. Stop going to places just to see little girls.

Stop thinking stuff involving them. Just try your hardest to stop. You're 24 years old. You're young and you still have your life ahead of you. You can still get a girlfriend and work your way up from there but just stop this kid shit before it ruins your life man and um i just found a comment that made my stomach drop like seriously um one commenter says just wait until one of them knows what you are and starts messing with you for it my niece knows what i am my whole family does and used to wear low-cut tops around me talk to me about intimate things when people were out of earshot and find excuses to touch me whenever I asked her not to. What slash could you snitch her out and have her pissed at you to keep her from going too far?

There's always a situation you didn't plan for. I'm lucky that this wasn't one of them. Will you be? So this is just another predator. Like, God, dude. This is so, I mean, it's so disgusting. I mean, it's just like, it's so horrible. It's so horrible.

I mean, like, truly, like, and there's a few other comments that are, like, sympathizing with this predator. And, I mean, seriously, like, I might make a video of, like, catching Reddit predators because there's so many of them that sympathize with these confession posts that I read. And I've read a lot of, you know, predator confession posts at this time. And there's so many people that sympathize with them and they're like, hey, want to talk about it? Or like that one guy, oh, wait until they find out what you are. And then they start doing all this disgusting. I mean, it's so horrible. And I mean, it's just, it's, it's so, so terrifying to, to not know who's around you.

You know what I mean? To walk into McDonald's, to walk in to wherever or your neighbor. It's like, oh, well, you trust your neighbor. Well, not if it's a guy like this. Like, it's just horrific, and I hope this guy goes to jail. I mean, he admitted to having illegal content involving minors. And it's just a matter of time. this guy, you know, attempts to do something.

You know what I mean? Like these people, like, they don't stay just in fantasy and thought. He's going to seek out these children. Who knows how long until he approaches one, tries to talk to one. And then it leaves, goes from there. It's horrible. And I hope this guy's in jail. It's disgusting.

And this is, for some reason, this confession really got to me more than a lot of other ones. Because I feel like this one is just so. real. You know what I mean? Like this just, this is, this is, this feels real. It's not like a troll post. And if I went into the, the, the, the, the opies post history, a lot of the similar sort of talk, this isn't like some sort of troll post. This seems real. And it's just disgusting. Oh my God, man. It's just horrible. And before we move on to the next one, I just want to quickly let you guys know about my Patreon. I know I mentioned it in the intro, but I'd like to let you guys know again because you guys get some great content and just some wild confessions as well

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joining. It also supports the channel and helps me out. So I appreciate it so, so much. And you get some phenomenal content in return. And so please consider joining. The link is in the first link of the description in the pinned comment. I can't wait to see you over there. And now, on to the next one. My girlfriend, 32 female, was gang R-worded several times over three years. I make her relive those incidents in detail for my pleasure. I love my girlfriend to death, and we have a wonderful relationship, which is probably the reason that she put up with me wanting her to tell me these stories. She was in an extremely abusive and violent marriage that ended a couple of years before we met. Her ex-husband would go to conventions out of town and invite a bunch of guys back to their

hotel room, and they would all award her one by one. Oh my God. His rule. He rules. was they had to finish on her and told her if she ever spit it out that he'd beat the crap out of her. None of them knew she was his wife. They thought she was just some girl. She did her best to talk to me about these incidents, but she would usually get hysterically emotional

after a few minutes, so no details were provided. At first, I was blindly angry at her ex, not to mention horrified. However, sometime later, we were watching some documentary, and the subject of finishing during R-word came up, and she got extremely uncomfortable. I asked her if that had ever happened to her, and she burst into tears and kept screaming no over and over again,

and was furious that I even asked her. I dropped it for a few weeks, but became obsessed with finding out. After some time had passed, I told her I just wanted to help her heal, and I mentioned her reaction that day and asked if she had ever had in finishing during those incidents. She just lowered her head in shame and tears, quickly streamed down her face as she nodded. I hugged her and told her I loved her

and figured that was it, but I quickly became obsessed. I had to find a way to get the details. Keep in mind, she is extremely submissive, and she always seems focused on making me happy. A few days went by, and we got into a small argument where she derailed some important plans I had. She kept saying how guilty she felt and asked if there was anything she could do to make it up with me. I don't know where I got the nerve to ask, but for some heinous reason, I told her that I wanted her to detail her experiences to me while we were having intimacy.

That's horrible. Oh my God, this guy's a must. monster. That's horrific. She kept saying how guilty she felt, and I don't know where I got the nerve to ask for something so heinous, but I told her that I wanted her to detail her experiences to me while we're having intimacy. Oh my God, this is horrific. She lowered her head and just said, I'll do anything for you. I made her go over everything in grave detail. I asked her tons of questions. I wanted every detail. I even made her quote all the terrible things those guys said to her.

She would cry hysterically when she mentioned how they called her horrific names. I made her say it was true over and over again. I made her say it wasn't our word since she was finishing. Everything about the way they dominated her and how she was forced to finish was incredible to me. Jesus Christ. I made her do this for me so many times for about three weeks. It took her months to recover. I felt slash feel so guilty that I did that to her.

Nothing of that sort has happened since then and after a lot of therapy, she's doing a lot better. This all happened about two years ago, but it's still what I think about when I'm taking care of myself. I've also thought a lot about having her tell me these stories again and recording it and then typing it up and posting it online. Our relationship is great. We're very happy. I won't try to convince you that it's not abusive. besides for that, which I admit is abusive, and that I'm a supportive partner because I wouldn't believe me either. She's madly in love with me and never wants to leave my side for a second. She always talks about how she wants a future with me,

but I feel like I don't deserve her after what I did. I know I'm a POS for what I did to her and for continuing to fantasize about it. So what now? Do I break up with her? I fear her world would come crashing down. She has said that she would commit S word if I left her during arguments. I feel that it's the truth. Thoughts, go ahead and ask me anything. Oh, and before anyone asks, PIV intimacy was always protected, but through the mouth was not.

Since these events, she always got tested for SDDs every six months or so up until about a year into our relationship. By some miracle, she has never contracted anything more than a UTI. And now let's get into some of the top comments. Someone says, this might be the most upsetting thing I've read on confessions ever. Whoa. And someone else says being a sadist is one thing. There are healthier ways to be one, believe it or not. There are also healthier ways for a person like that to live out their submissive nature.

I think you need to do some research for yourself on why you needed this and the healthier ways you can approach getting off with similar stimulation. It is possible for you to be aroused and satisfied without forcing a victim to relive trauma. You also owe it to her to research self-defeating personality disorder, R-word PTSD, R-word trauma syndrome, domestic abuse, and its effect on mental health in the place of consensual R-word roleplay in very carefully planned therapy. You have verbally R-word role-played with her, but is this something she ever wanted? Reading your other comments, I suspect she hasn't allowed herself to take full advantage of the therapy she's had and didn't confined enough to receive fully healing treatment and advice. Put yourself in her shoes. If I'm finding

it difficult to see how forcing her to relive those events makes you any different from the ex-husband and other men that did this to her. I can only imagine the turmoil in her mind over all of this. It is possible that pretty much everything she does in trying to please you and be good for you is based in conditioning from her abuse. A good aim in life is to, at the very least, leave those we have relationships with in a better, more fulfilled place than when we meet them.

Right now, she thinks she wants to commit S word without you. And someone else says, you're a terrible human being. Another user says, this is actually one of the most horrible things I've ever read. And someone else says, well, it's good to hear that she's gone through therapy and that she's doing better. That would have been my first suggestion. Beyond that,

I'm going to say this. Considering how much this woman cares for you and how much she's shown she's willing to go through for you, you have her huge responsibility. If you want to do right by her, you need to take care of her and protect her and help her to grow beyond those wounds that both you and her ex gave her. You need to help heal her. And part of doing that will be to encourage her independence and helping her develop into a person who is not completely and totally dependent upon her significant other. It's that sense of dependence that makes it so hard for her to back out of a situation where she's being abused. So, the important question is, how much do you love her? It wouldn't be fair to either of you if you stayed with her out of a sense of obligation and not love.

I'm hoping you feel just as strongly about her as she does about you. You have taken, and now it's time to give back. Good luck. And the O.P responds and says, I never knew I could love someone the way I love her. I have not stopped apologizing for nearly two years, though she forgave me immediately. You're right, she's extremely codependent. The first year I spent just being there for her and helping her heal from all the trauma. The most of the trauma that haunts her is the abuse from her ex. She doesn't seem too concerned with what I did to her, although I think we both know that I'm responsible for reliving much of that trauma. The past year, I've been trying to encourage her to be more independent by going out with friends, but she's terrified of being around other men.

without me being there to protect her. I try to get her to pursue her own hobbies, but she always says what she likes to do more than anything is make me happy. If I push further, then this, she tends to get upset in things I'm trying to create space so I can break up with her, which in turn makes her s word. So yes, I really stirred up a shitstorm, but from what I've seen over the last two years, this was going to happen one way or the other.

She repressed so much trauma that I was bound to come out one way or another. I just wish I hadn't triggered it in such a cruel way. She's had a few manic episodes where she got violent with herself and then me. She did inpatient for a while and she's now on sedatives. During these manic episodes, she was very violent to me, but I truly feel I deserved it. She stood by me when I put her through all of this. I'll stand by her, no matter what. And someone else says, what a flaming sack of crap you are.

I hope your girlfriend finds the courage to leave you. And I completely agree. And also I just noticed that the O.P.'s username is, She Cries, I Finish. It's not that, but that's a disgusting username, considering the story we just read. And this guy's just a monster. I mean, like, what sort of sick psychopath gets off to the idea of, you know,

or like gets off to someone literally reliving their trauma and their PTSD and some of the most horrific experiences in their lives. That is beyond disgusting and horrific. And like that last commenter says, I hope she was able to get help and realize how abusive this relationship is because I'm sure this guy is abusive in many other contexts other than that. You know what I mean? And so I really hope she's doing better now.

but this guy is just a sack of shit. I told my girlfriend to commit S word, and she did. We had been dating for three years, and she was like my best friend. My first impression was that she was this cute girl who was really fearless, and her life was perfect, and nothing bothered her. Turns out she was and still is the most unstable person I have ever met in my life. There was a point where she was constantly calling me crying about something that had upset her. Like she found one roach in her new apartment, or because exams were killing her, and she's stupid,

or because her friends canceled on her, or her father isn't listening to her again. Each and every time she called, I would drop everything I was doing and go help her. It got to a point where I was often sacrificing important matters. One time I even left a job interview for a really good company, because she was having to have, having a body dysmorphia breakdown. Her mental breakdowns eventually overshadowed all the good times, and I found myself centering all of my decisions and time on her. Friends and family started saying this was toxic, and she was dragging me down, so I finally broke up with her in person, and comforted her for an entire five hours after. Just sitting there, holding her while she cried.

She had begged me to stay and promised she'd get better and that she needed me. That's what kills me every time. After a few weeks of not talking, I tried contacting her just in case she needed help, but she stopped answering my calls. She called me while I was in a class seminar and got so mad for some reason because everyone could hear my phone ringing and my professor was given me the murder eye. I got madder than usual. almost freaking lost it, and ended up telling her to F off.

That's seriously what I said. And then she started crying and told me that she was going to commit S-word because she's hurting and me thinking about all the she's manipulative and toxic drift to my family and friends were on. I just told her, well, do it then. And hung up the phone and went back to class. I don't know why I said those things. I was just really angry and annoyed, but after a few hours, I was okay and tried calling her back to apologize, but she didn't answer. Then I found out from a friend that she committed S word the next day.

I think about it every single day, and it's literally eating me up inside. I quit college. I'm addicted to stuff that I probably shouldn't even say on here, and no one wants to be around me anymore. I feel like a effing murderer sometimes all I needed to do was be there for her and maybe she wouldn't have done it. Or at least not be an ass and tell her to do it. The funny thing is everyone thinks I did her some good and that it's so beautiful that the love of her life was the last one to talk to her. I keep thinking about that maybe if I hadn't been the last one, maybe she'd still be alive. I'm crying now.

I'm sorry, Macy. Edit, I just woke up to all these replies and bawled like a baby again. I had posted this because last night I wasn't sure if I was going to make it myself and I feel overwhelmed by all of your compassion. Thank you for your replies and your messages. I know that I'll always live with this forever, but you guys give me hope that it's okay to try. I don't think twice about quitting college

and giving up on the things I loved because I didn't think I deserved it anymore. To be honest, I still don't, but this gives me a bit of hope that maybe everything just might be okay eventually. And now let's get into some of the top comments. One user says, don't be consumed in your own depression like she was. It'll eat you alive. We all say things we don't mean. You don't know what was going to happen. Get help, go to rehab, see a therapist.

Don't let this ruin your life. Everyone deserves to be happy. And someone else says, as sad as this is, someone that unstable needed more than what you were able to offer. Sure, you probably should not have said that, but it seems her mental instability was too much for you. I'm sorry, man. Please seek therapy. And another user says,

I don't think this is on you. She was not in a good place mentally. She knew you loved her, but there's only so much behavior someone can take before they try to detach from a situation like this. You had to break away and live your life. Someone who is not already S word isn't going to suddenly be convinced

by an offhand remark like that. And someone else says, I've been that girl before, the one that relies on whoever is closest to me all the time to fix my moods for me. It was awful, and it never really. worked. All it did was drag the other one down and make them snap at me. Exactly how you did. It's completely normal to get frustrated with someone who is dependent on you for everything when they

should be able to handle their own emotions. You need to forgive yourself. You are not a bad person for reaching your breaking point. What kind of support system do you have around you? Does your family that convinced you to break up with her know about all of this? Also, please stop doing the unmentionable drug. I know. I know this is hard. This is one of the hardest struggles you will face, but you can do this. You can pull yourself out of this.

I believe in you. And this is the last post we have ever heard from the OP. And so, I don't know, this is such a horrible situation, but what do you guys think? you know obviously the opi should not have said that but at the same time he shouldn't you know ruin his life over this situation it's just a it's just a horrific situation all around and um yeah what do you guys think about it 17 male i actively look for a legal content of girls around my age on the internet because i don't have a chance of getting any intimacy myself i guess i'll start with some background on me. I'm a 17-year-old male in high school, who is that kid that annoys people,

but still has a lot of friends. I wouldn't say I'm popular, but I do have a decent number of friends. The longest relationship I've had was three months, and that was in seventh grade. I'm a senior in high school, and I haven't even kissed a girl. Now, my high school is filled with hot teenage girls. Literally almost everywhere I look, there's a hot person. I'm a hot person, I'd tap every day of the week if I could, but due to my marriage, not knowing social normalities and looking like a weirdo throughout my schooling, I never get any of it. I don't go to parties, I don't get drunk or do drugs, I don't play sports, and I spend most of my time at home as I'm heavily involved in band, and I'm busy a lot, and I like to

spend time at home while I can do anything that gives people a better chance of getting laid. I don't participate in. Because I have no hope of getting with any of my classmates who fill my intimate fantasies, I seek out adult videos slash explicit pictures, slash Facebook pictures, slash semi-legal threads, slash anything that would get me as close to that as I could. Even though I know illegal content involving minors is wrong, it arouses me like nothing else. I don't think I'll be a predator as I get older. But for right now, I guess I am. My optimum age ranges goes from anywhere between 11 and 17.

Mostly females, but once in a while, very rarely I look for some guys that I also jerk it to. Because a lot of the illegal content involving minors is taken down from the internet, I find myself having to search endlessly for maybe three to four pictures of hot teens to jerk it to. Thanks for listening, Reddit. And now let's get into some of the top comments. Someone says, getting caught with this sort of material could ruin your whole life. And someone responds and says exactly, focus on pursuing an appreciation for women, not girls. Call it practice for later if you must.

This problem you have right now will not. last forever. And someone else says, I suggest you just get off of Facebook pictures and not risk spending decades behind bars. If you don't stop now, you could ruin your life. And another commenter says, bro, get some effing help. You are twisted. And this is the last we have ever heard from the OP on this profile, but the last time or when this was posted was 14 years ago. And so the O.P. be in jail by now because from the way his post read, it didn't seem like he was very motivated to stop. You know what I mean? Like he's like, this is what I'm doing. You know, like he wasn't like being like, he didn't even seem like he was remorseful. He's like it's just hard to find this sort of content.

And so it's just disgusting. And I mean, he says my optimum age range goes anywhere between 11 to 17. That is just so disgusting. And this guy's probably in jail now. At least hopefully he is. it's disgusting and this guy I mean it's a slippery slow like we see this all the time in the predator confession threads we read on the channel like it starts out with this

and then it goes to actually praying on young girls or even young boys it seems like so who knows what happened to this guy or what he's doing now but it's disgusting and just horrific cuckolding ruined my marriage

I'm in a confusing and heartbreaking position. My husband, Mark, and I have been married four years together for six total. We are both late 20s. Two and a half years ago, he wanted to try a somewhat open marriage. He was interested in me having intimacy with other men. He got off on the fantasy of me having a more endowed lover, particularly a black man.

Mark isn't small. I'd say average size, and I have never expressed the desire to be with anyone else. So his fantasy caught me off guard. I had never heard of cuckolding until he brought it up. The way he framed it, he promised it would strengthen our relationship. Thinking back on it, I don't know how that ever made sense. Once I said I would try it, Mark started setting up my dates. Eventually, Mark found me a man who was familiar with the lifestyle and fit the description we were looking for.

Jeff has been my lover for the last year, and I have fallen in love with him. It wasn't hard to do. Jeff and I got along better than anyone I have ever dated, while Mark and I have had marital struggles for some time. He is a man with good intentions, but has no backbone. He doesn't stand up for his family when the opportunity. requires it. He is careless with money. He is quick to anger. And he has virtually no intimate drive unless I'm cucking him. His cuckolding fantasy goes deeper than I thought. He likes humiliation and being controlled. If I'm not dominant over him, we don't have intimacy.

So our intimate life has been abysmal as I am not interested in taking his fantasy to that level. I started spending a lot of time with Jeff. He and I would exchange I love yous, but I was struggling because I was slowly falling out of love with my husband. I eventually ended my relationship with Jeff because I knew my marriage was suffering. So here I am. I miss Jeff and I so deeply want to be with him, but Mark is the man I married. It's been four months since I last saw Jeff and I miss him every day. My relationship with Mark has been on a decline even before I met Jeff. I don't want to sleep with another man. I don't want to be with Mark.

I only want to be with Jeff. I have never admitted this to anyone. For those that are thinking of getting into cuckolding, don't. Keep it a fantasy. If you want your wife to find a better lover than you, chances are she will. And now let's get into. some of the top comments. Someone says, keep in mind, you have only known Jeff for a year. I assume you're not living with him, so there hasn't been opportunity for all the little annoying things in a relationship

to build up. When you are missing him, you are missing a new relationship that will always be more appealing than an older one with baggage already built up. You might leave your husband for Jeff and be happy or you might leave and be even more miserable in a few years once the honeymoon phase passes. And another user says, sounds less like a cuck-holding problem and more like a too incompatible people-got-married problem. And someone else says, I agree with most on here. You are having big problems with your husband and thus were already mentally shopping for a new man if you realized it or not. A man that fit the bill came along and you clicked. This guy Jeff, by the way, is apparently into cuckolding as well, so don't be surprised if you get together and he wants

something similar. Also, your husband picked Jeff up on a swingers or cuckold website. Chances are you are not the only one in Jeff's life. I think you need to talk with your husband. I mean, no holds barred communication, open and honest and sometimes very painful. Let them know. You know, how you feel about him and everything else. Encourage him to share as well. Why does he only like to have this type of intimacy? Can he compromise? Can you? If he truly loves you and you truly want to love him, then this is the only way. If you don't communicate, then nothing will be resolved, I guarantee it. Good luck. And the O.P responds and says, he wants monogamy, which is why I want it as well. I did discuss my thoughts with Mark about this. He,

It wasn't very helpful and spouted more empty promises, the same ones I've heard for years. I think a therapist might be in order. At the end of the journey, I know I'll still need to make a decision, but I'm not sure I'm strong enough to make a decision as strong as divorce. He is a good man. He might not be a good fit for me. That breaks my heart. As for his intimate preferences, I can't be with other people. I want one man that can be intimate with me, not a man that pushes me to be intimate with others. We have talked about closing our marriage, but our intimate life has plummeted since we stopped cuckolding the last four months. I'll try to keep being intimate, though. And we have never received another update from the OP.

Worst thing I've done and I cannot forgive myself. So a couple of days ago, my My girlfriend's mom gave me a phone because she just upgraded to a new one. She said she didn't know how to delete everything on it, so she said to just factory reset it when I have the chance. Then her and my girlfriend, who I love so much, and would never do anything to hurt, went to Walmart. I was scrolling through her gallery and found a bunch of her videos, like tons of videos of her doing some freaky stuff to herself,

and as he says, doing stuff with her butt and shit. And I swear I have no attraction to her mom, bro, but I couldn't help but go to the bathroom and jerk it to them. I really liked them too, and I wanted to even keep them in a folder, but didn't. I feel so bad that I did that, and I know I can never tell her, so I'm here telling you guys. I feel like I cheated on her, bro, and I feel weird, knowing what her mom, my soon-to-be mother-in-law, looks like, unclothed.

I feel gross, and the post-nut clarity hit me like a truck. And now let's get into some of the top comments. One user says, never speak of it again and delete this post, LMAO. And another user says, take this to your grave. Don't do it again. Don't say the wrong name in bed. and uh boy

someone else says delete everything save nothing delete the Reddit account pretend nothing happened if mom brings it up denied denied denied deny no good comes from this I 21 male followed a random girl at night

five years ago first off I get how psycho this sounds and I don't want to come here pretending I have any excuses for my behavior nor any idea to do this day this day why I thought this was a good idea, even considered doing such a thing as it is absolutely despicable. Now I'm 21, almost five years later, and I just want to come clean. My girlfriend

knows too, as I told her about all of this recently. When I was 16, I was caught quite lonely mid-pandemic, when the restrictions weren't high. With nobody to hang out with, so I got this habit of wandering the streets of my hometown, mostly during the dark. I had social anxiety, so the pandemic masks combined with a hoodie in the dark, helped me not get noticed by any acquaintances from high school. The walks happened once every two days, sometimes even daily, mostly when I felt like I've spent too much time with my family and closed within four walls. When doing so, I usually played some music in my earphones, mostly the weekend, as that was my favorite artist at the time and spent the time thinking about everyday stuff, imagining scenarios, fantasizing

about crushes, normal teenage stuff until now. Eight months before this incident, the weekend released the album after hours. which features In Your Eyes, a song with a video where the weekend himself is caught in a purgatory stalking and following his ex around the town, all until the end of the video, where she finally kills him. Now that the exposition is done, let's get into the facts. The night of the incident, the 4th of January, I again wandered aimlessly around the few streets I knew in my town, playing Weekend's album, when suddenly in your eyes is in rotation and sequences of its video flash into my mind making this girl in front of me to catch my attention she was blonde dressed casually for

winter and simply walking her dog so an idea spawns in my mind what would it be like to follow her around just to see how far i can go and what could happen in my defense even though nothing nothing could change how cruel this was already. I didn't intend to do this to harm her, abuse her, R-word her, or anything like that. I was just curious how it feels like. I was bored and wanted to re-enact what the weekend does in the video, to feel some thrill, to rebel against goodness. I don't really know, even though she clearly couldn't know all of this. With that in mind, I lower my pace and start walking behind her, around five meters to 15 feet behind. It went as I wished. At one point, I wanted to be not predictable and got the idea to take another

path, to make her get the impression that she isn't followed anymore, just to follow her again two blocks later, and it worked. Once again, I was behind her. Maybe two minutes later, we get on a more public street, but I'm still behind her until one point when she stopped to let her dog smell some tree. Not wanting to lose her, I stopped behind her too, pretending to watch something on my phone. When she started walking again, I did too, before getting stopped shortly after by a man who got out of some car in the parking lot left of me. He came to me and quickly asked if I was okay. I said yes, to which he responded with, Young man, sure you're okay?

To which I said yes again, only for him to tell me to go home. By this point, I realized what all this looked like and hoped to get out of there before getting beaten up, like the weekend got too in his blinding lights video. After that, I went to buy some soda, drank the whole bottle so quick that I almost puked up all for no reason whatsoever,

and then went home. It's not until a few days later, I fully realized that could have gotten me in big trouble. Not to mention how awful it was for the poor girl. I am sorry for what I did. I wasn't aware at all what harm I might have done. If I could meet her, I would tell her how sorry I am, even though that would probably be pretty scary for her if she'd recognized me. I really hope she didn't notice me at all behind her,

and it was just that man that figured out what I wanted to do. But the damage is, sadly, already done, and I couldn't go back to undo it. That was an isolated event. I didn't do anything like that ever again, and now that I have a girlfriend that I fiercely protect for some time now, I just realize how creepy, scary, and downright stupid I was. I'm not going to blame anyone but myself for that. Thank you for listening to my confession, and sorry if there are any mistakes. And now let's get into some of the top comments.

Someone says, dude, you suck. Another user says, bro letting his intrusive thoughts win. Anyway, learn to separate fiction from reality. A small joke to you might be trauma to another. And someone else says, it's literally so random and stupid. I'm glad that guy stopped you. I feel if he didn't, you would have gone on a spree going further and further until somebody got hurt and just a bunch of people calling him a creep and rightfully so i almost committed

s word after gambling all of my money away using a throwaway account because i don't feel comfortable posting this on my main account about a year ago i started using some online betting sites i want to say i didn't use these sites to satiate my addiction but more so to get out of debt, about $20,000 in debt, including credit cards, personal loans, and student loans. But I was losing money week after week and still continued to use them. Fast forward to March of this year. My dad passed away from complications of a kidney-slash-pancreous transplant. He left behind a truck he was still paying off. My mother and I spoke and we agreed that I would help her by selling my car, worth about $14,000.

And with that money, I would pay off my dad's truck owed about $12,500 and keep it. Well, as soon as the money hit the bank, $1,500 wasn't enough for me. I wanted more. I started gambling away hundreds of dollars at first. I kept rationalizing it as using this money. to get out of debt. I lied to my mom and told her my bank was only allowing me to pay $3,000 a day to pay off the truck, which was a complete lie. After burning through my $1,500, I started using money from the $1,500, or $12,500 that was supposed to pay off my dad's truck, started off spending hundreds

and ended up depositing thousands at a time in order to make up for my losses. After two days, of giving $3,000 payments for the truck, I lied to my mom and told her the bank put a hold of my card and I wouldn't be able to make transactions for the rest of the week. I was just trying to buy me some time to continue gambling in hopes of just winning back enough to pay off the truck. I ended up gambling away about half of the $12,500. I felt like such a crappy human being.

How was I supposed to tell my mother that I gambled away that money? My credit is completely shot. and I had too much pride to ask for help. So I started applying for payday loans in the $3 to $500 range, in hopes of being able to recoup that money. I swear these payday loans are so predatory, it's ridiculous. I ended up getting approved for about three different payday loans, but also blew through that money, gambling it away.

It got to the point where my paycheck was only $200 due to all the payday loans I had, along with using these cash-advanced places. I seriously contemplated S-word. I had a gun at home and was planning on how to use it, but I was too much of a coward. The last payday loans I tried was for $300. The repayment would have been around $2,500 if I didn't pay it off early. This is going to sound unbelievable, but last weekend,

I turned those $300 into $8,000 by gambling. Just sheer luck. I withdrew the money. immediately and deleted the sport betting apps I was using. I was finally able to pay off the truck in the ridiculous loans I took out. I never mentioned any of this to my mother or my wife, and I never will. I'm still about $20,000 in debt, but at this point I'm just grateful I was able to recover some of the losses. I shudder at the thought of how my poor mother would have reacted to the news of me losing that money. I also just want to say, to those that need help with a gambling

addiction, please seek help. I was extremely lucky, but a gambling addiction sucks. There were days where I would get paid and gamble most of the money away that same day. And, you know, for everyone watching, just don't gamble. It is horrible. And it sucks, but advertisements for gambling is more prevalent than it ever has been. And I hated so much. It's so horrible. And it's causing so many people to, you know, just get into horrific debt that they'll never get out of or just ruining their lives or ruining their savings and ruining their family's lives. It's just horrible. And so please, if you're watching this, don't gamble. You're not going to win. Just you're not going to win, ever. The house always wins. And so, yeah, just don't gamble. It's horrible.

But I hope the O.P is doing better now, even though they are in $20,000 for the debt. And, man, so sad. I smoked crystal, and it was one of the most terrifying experiences of my life. It was about eight days ago, and today is the first day I felt somewhat normal enough to post like this. I need to talk to someone about it, but the earliest therapy appointments I could book was on February 5th, and I don't want to talk to family about this, nor do you. I want to put it on Facebook. Anyways, it started with drinking alcohol, the real gateway drug, and a pension for putting myself

in precarious situations. So last weekend, after drinking at my friend's house, I was going to hop on the bus and go home, but on the way back, I ended up getting into a conversation with these homeless people. My inhibitions and guard were lowered, so I ended up going back to their tent with them and hanging out for a while. I've been homeless in the past, so this, along with being really drunk, made the whole situation seem a lot more normal than it really was. They then asked if I smoked some clear, and impulsively I said yes. Of course I was pain. When we had gone back in the tent and the crystal was in the pipe and it was turned into smoke, one of the woman passed it to me.

And I hit it and it felt pretty nice. So I really didn't think much about it, but I ended up smoking more and more and more, probably way more than a first-time user would usually smoke. Besides two or three hours of feeling pretty nice, the whole thing was effing horrific. First things first, I was hot and the foulest, most unnatural sweaty smell was emanating from my entire body. but no matter how much deodorant or soap I used, nothing could make me smell better. Secondly, the drugs seem to never, ever wear off, and I don't mean in a good way. The fun part is over very quickly.

After that, you're becoming like a rat in a cage, just a slave to your impulse and what the crystal does to you, and the amount I smoked kept me up for over three days, and I was actually actually, tried to go to bed. I took Tylenol PM and everything. I spent the first 12 hours with an insanely unnatural intimacy drive. And I even hired an escort, but I was tweaking too hard to even calm down enough to have intimacy. So I ended up just getting a hotel and jerking it a lot. But I couldn't even enjoy that because that's when the psychosis kicked in. By this point, I hadn't really slept, so I started having auditory and visual hallucinations, like hearing sirens and imagining that there were people outside my hotel window. I probably spent like 12 hours

peeking out of the window blinds, looking for cops or people who might be coming to kill me. And people, I shit you not. This is not like weed paranoia or any other kind of hallucinations you've ever had. I literally, literally thought there was people outside my window. I even called the hotel front desk twice to ask them to tell the people to stop gathering outside my window. And I felt so effing dumb and confused when the guy came out and checked and told me there were no people there. That was more or less the story of the next couple of days. I was feeling progressively worse and worse and just wanting more than anything to no longer have crystal in my system. But the paranoia and hallucinations were still going strong. I was tweaking and jerking my head around every time I thought

I heard a siren or someone walking behind me and probably looked crazy as F to people on the street. It got to the point where I was losing touch with reality and I had no clue if I was imagining conversations or if they were really happening. I kept hoping that it wasn't permanent and that I'd be okay after the crystal wore off. Luckily, that seems to be the case. I do feel a little weird still, but I think part of that is just being really shaken by the experience. After three days of everyone looking at me like I was a monster, smelling like an unnatural

demon sweat, and almost losing my mind, I was finally. able to get to sleep. And it took me about four days to finally start to feel better. I am entering outpatient rehab next week because if I hadn't been drinking so much, I wouldn't have gotten in such a horrible situation in the first place. Crystal was the most terrifying thing I've ever experienced. But if the experience helps me live a life free of alcohol and other drugs, then I guess it was a good thing in the long run. And now let's get into some of the top comments. One user says, I'm so glad that your story has a happy ending. Also, thank you for convincing me to never smoke crystal, no matter how hip Breaking Bad made it look. And the OPE responds and says, yeah, that show

kind of did glorify it at certain parts, like Jesse and his friends just casually smoking it. And someone else says, Never understood how people got addicted because the high is so undesirable. I did it twice thinking I effed up the first time. Nope, exactly like you said. Never again. And another user says,

That sounds horrible, brother. It's a great read though for all who want to or are contemplating to try and crystal as to what they will actually go through and why they shouldn't do it. how does it get addictive though if the experience is this bad and the opi responds and says i would imagine that most people just don't want to be tough through the come down and do the things it takes to restore your brain to normal like eating healthier and exercise because it releases so much dopamine

that it's hard to get pleasurable feelings naturally for people that use it regularly and someone else says wellp this should be sure shared in schools. And I mean, yeah, this is kind of a good little story for you guys, if any of you are considering smoking crystal. I mean, it's kind of a given, but it's addictive, it's dangerous, and, you know, it doesn't even seem like a good time. So don't smoke crystal. It's bad. It's horrible. And yeah, I hope this O.P. is doing better now and sober and doing well. And all right, guys, that wraps up some disgusting confession threads. And I hope you enjoyed today's video as much as you could.

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