My husband sexually abuses me. But I feel like I can't tell anyone because, well, he's my husband. I'm supposed to make him happy sexually, so who would believe me?
I hate where I live, but I have to sacrifice in order to get where I need to be in life. I don't know if I can do that anymore, I'm so selfish.
I hate beautiful women. I know I will never be like them and I hate them for it. Once again, selfish.
I'm one of the most sensitive and insecure people you'll probably ever meet.
I keep revealing myself on here, being completely honest though, mostly just to see what the title is going to be. Like it would be some sort of answer.
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