*** Anonymous Confessions Thread v7 ***

Back in the early 90’s I was 20/21 years old; I was also in the Army and due to deploy to Norn Iron for 6 months. I invited one of my army friends over to my parents’ house where I stayed when I came home on leave.

I’m not a huge drinker, never have been, back then I also wasn’t very bright and just tried to fit in – very naïve.
After a night out in a neighbouring village, we were walking home and passed a local garage, not a main dealer, just some backstreet repair garage. For some stupid reason I decided it would be a great idea to have a look inside. Once inside there were one or 2 cars and the keys sat in the ignitions. I started opening the garage doors and pushing one of the cars out. Drunk, doors, rolling cars, we soon had the whole neighbourhood twitching the curtains.

I still thought this was a good idea and even though we were less than a mile from home and our beds, I started up the car and beckoned for my mate to jump in. He really didn’t want to, but I pushed and pushed eventually off we both went – driving away from home and into the next town.

Before we got to the town, I started to sober up, wtf are we doing? I got scared, but we were now miles from home, drunk and in a stolen car. I jumped out of the car and started walking home (again!). My mate then jumps into the driver’s seat and said to get in and he would drive back – I did. Not 2 minutes later blue lights flashed behind us and we were nicked.
Subsequent court appearance and my mate is done for Theft of a motor vehicle and Drink driving and was given a huge fine and points; we both also lost our roles we were due to be doing in NI and ended up doing **** duties for 6 months. In court he covered for me, saying he was the only driver whilst I just sat there like a rabbit in the headlights.

My confession is that we are now almost 30 years on from this incident and honestly, I am a very productive member of society, where for the past 10 years I deal with threats to National Security. I have a good job, a great home and family, however, my ‘friend’ was never able to move on from that one night, that one stupid mistake. His criminal record has held him back from ever doing anything but minimum wage jobs. I have never spoken to him since, but every few years I will check his facebook, hoping, something good has happened to him – it hasn’t yet.
 
That poor guy with the car accident, having to live with the knowledge and no one else knowing.

Really feel for him, hope he's ok.
 
Back in the early 90’s I was 20/21 years old; I was also in the Army and due to deploy to Norn Iron for 6 months. I invited one of my army friends over to my parents’ house where I stayed when I came home on leave.

I’m not a huge drinker, never have been, back then I also wasn’t very bright and just tried to fit in – very naïve.
After a night out in a neighbouring village, we were walking home and passed a local garage, not a main dealer, just some backstreet repair garage. For some stupid reason I decided it would be a great idea to have a look inside. Once inside there were one or 2 cars and the keys sat in the ignitions. I started opening the garage doors and pushing one of the cars out. Drunk, doors, rolling cars, we soon had the whole neighbourhood twitching the curtains.

I still thought this was a good idea and even though we were less than a mile from home and our beds, I started up the car and beckoned for my mate to jump in. He really didn’t want to, but I pushed and pushed eventually off we both went – driving away from home and into the next town.

Before we got to the town, I started to sober up, wtf are we doing? I got scared, but we were now miles from home, drunk and in a stolen car. I jumped out of the car and started walking home (again!). My mate then jumps into the driver’s seat and said to get in and he would drive back – I did. Not 2 minutes later blue lights flashed behind us and we were nicked.
Subsequent court appearance and my mate is done for Theft of a motor vehicle and Drink driving and was given a huge fine and points; we both also lost our roles we were due to be doing in NI and ended up doing **** duties for 6 months. In court he covered for me, saying he was the only driver whilst I just sat there like a rabbit in the headlights.

My confession is that we are now almost 30 years on from this incident and honestly, I am a very productive member of society, where for the past 10 years I deal with threats to National Security. I have a good job, a great home and family, however, my ‘friend’ was never able to move on from that one night, that one stupid mistake. His criminal record has held him back from ever doing anything but minimum wage jobs. I have never spoken to him since, but every few years I will check his facebook, hoping, something good has happened to him – it hasn’t yet.

You are a dick and your mate should never have covered for you.

How could anyone do something so moronic is beyond me, your friend isn't noble for taking the fall for you he's a fool. People need to deal with the consequences of their own actions.
 
A few years back, I moved to London. It was a nightmare trying to find a flat to live in, so after a lot of messing about, I ended up living with a live-in-landlord. He was an Irishman and at first glance everything was fine, shortly after I moved in he went to live with his girlfriend in another country for 6 months, so I had the place to myself.
Eventually he returned, that's when things started to go south. It turned out he was consuming insane amounts of alcohol, to the point where he was never sober, he would be drunk for weeks at a time without a moment of soberness. Most weekends he'd consume as many as 6-8 bottles of wine per day.
Living in this environment was pure hell, along with the alcoholism came violence. He had a long-distance relationship with a girl in another country, he would frequently have 5-6 hour long skype calls with her. These calls would often result in him unleashing endless torrents of abuse, using language I've never heard a man say to a woman in my life.
Things came to breaking point when he started getting involved with drugs, the flat would frequently be visited by random people, they'd then do crack in the living room. One time my bedroom was invaded by random men in the middle of the night, I had to get out of bed in a screaming rage and wrestle them out naked.
One time, I'd had a bad week - I could hear his awful voice screaming at his girlfriend, I was in the bathroom and it had been going on and on for hours. In front of me was the bathroom cabinet where I noticed his electric toothbrush, from absolutely nowhere I suddenly had the idea to do a bad thing.
I took his toothbrush and smuggled it into my bedroom, I then pulled up some naughty images on my computer to make it easier, then proceeded to shoot my load all over his toothbrush, whilst simultaneously laughing like a maniac. I cleaned most of the residual mess from it - whilst leaving enough to make sure there was some still there, I returned the violated toothbrush back to the bathroom cabinet.
It was never mentioned - I moved out a few months later, the toothbrush was there and being used until I left.
 
Okay I'm sorry to disappoint but this won't be a particularly juicy confession.
I am a perfectly healthy 30 something heterosexual male with a pretty normal sex drive in a long term loving relationship with a 30 something healthy woman who identifies as demisexual with a low, almost asexual libido.
As you guys can likely imagine this causes a lot of frustration on my part as I'm frequently left without having my basic needs met, she just can't understand how I'm feeling as it just doesn't work the same way for her. Normally I'd be telling guys in my situation to bail on the relationship if they're really unhappy as things will only get worse over time but in my case I can't.
To make matters worse my partner was raped and sexually abused by her ex, innocent or normal things you would do with your partner such as hugging them from behind cause her to have flashbacks. I try my best to understand and be supportive but I've never had that happen to me so I can't relate.
On the rare occasion we do the rude stuff, it's functional and usually rushed. She just wants to get it over and done with as quickly as possible. I can always tell that she's doing it simply to try and make me happy and we've even argued about my not wanting to do it cause it's clear she's not really into it which then makes her really upset so we've sometimes ended up both doing it to please the other person when we really don't want to.
The upsetting thing is in every other aspect the relationship is perfect and I couldn't be happier I absolutely love her to death and understand that her being this way is absolutely not her fault, though it frustrates me that she doesn't make any effort despite knowing what's happened to her in the past.
It's left me wondering about what to do next, as she can't even talk about things anymore without getting upset and after years of trying to talk to her and help her through things I'm at a loss.
I'm now wondering if I should either get my rude needs met elsewhere or if I should just give up on the naughty altogether and stop putting any pressure on her to do something she really struggles with.
What do you guys think?
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Okay I'm sorry to disappoint but this won't be a particularly juicy confession.
I am a perfectly healthy 30 something heterosexual male with a pretty normal sex drive in a long term loving relationship with a 30 something healthy woman who identifies as demisexual with a low, almost asexual libido.
As you guys can likely imagine this causes a lot of frustration on my part as I'm frequently left without having my basic needs met, she just can't understand how I'm feeling as it just doesn't work the same way for her. Normally I'd be telling guys in my situation to bail on the relationship if they're really unhappy as things will only get worse over time but in my case I can't.
To make matters worse my partner was raped and sexually abused by her ex, innocent or normal things you would do with your partner such as hugging them from behind cause her to have flashbacks. I try my best to understand and be supportive but I've never had that happen to me so I can't relate.
On the rare occasion we do the rude stuff, it's functional and usually rushed. She just wants to get it over and done with as quickly as possible. I can always tell that she's doing it simply to try and make me happy and we've even argued about my not wanting to do it cause it's clear she's not really into it which then makes her really upset so we've sometimes ended up both doing it to please the other person when we really don't want to.
The upsetting thing is in every other aspect the relationship is perfect and I couldn't be happier I absolutely love her to death and understand that her being this way is absolutely not her fault, though it frustrates me that she doesn't make any effort despite knowing what's happened to her in the past.
It's left me wondering about what to do next, as she can't even talk about things anymore without getting upset and after years of trying to talk to her and help her through things I'm at a loss.
I'm now wondering if I should either get my rude needs met elsewhere or if I should just give up on the naughty altogether and stop putting any pressure on her to do something she really struggles with.
What do you guys think?
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I think you need to discuss how she would feel about you opening that part of the relationship to other people. She's unlikely to be receptive, of course, but it's worth a shot. Otherwise you're just roommates with a really good friend who doesn't let you have sex with anyone.

My missus reckons you need to make a decision and either stick with it, not pressuring her at all (although I think phate is on the right track of you choose that option) or else break it off, knowing that you both want different things, for the sake of your long term happiness and hers too.
 
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Okay I'm sorry to disappoint but this won't be a particularly juicy confession.
I am a perfectly healthy 30 something heterosexual male with a pretty normal sex drive in a long term loving relationship with a 30 something healthy woman who identifies as demisexual with a low, almost asexual libido.
As you guys can likely imagine this causes a lot of frustration on my part as I'm frequently left without having my basic needs met, she just can't understand how I'm feeling as it just doesn't work the same way for her. Normally I'd be telling guys in my situation to bail on the relationship if they're really unhappy as things will only get worse over time but in my case I can't.
To make matters worse my partner was raped and sexually abused by her ex, innocent or normal things you would do with your partner such as hugging them from behind cause her to have flashbacks. I try my best to understand and be supportive but I've never had that happen to me so I can't relate.
On the rare occasion we do the rude stuff, it's functional and usually rushed. She just wants to get it over and done with as quickly as possible. I can always tell that she's doing it simply to try and make me happy and we've even argued about my not wanting to do it cause it's clear she's not really into it which then makes her really upset so we've sometimes ended up both doing it to please the other person when we really don't want to.
The upsetting thing is in every other aspect the relationship is perfect and I couldn't be happier I absolutely love her to death and understand that her being this way is absolutely not her fault, though it frustrates me that she doesn't make any effort despite knowing what's happened to her in the past.
It's left me wondering about what to do next, as she can't even talk about things anymore without getting upset and after years of trying to talk to her and help her through things I'm at a loss.
I'm now wondering if I should either get my rude needs met elsewhere or if I should just give up on the naughty altogether and stop putting any pressure on her to do something she really struggles with.
What do you guys think?
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She needs a psychologist. She has (understandably) buried a lot of emotion to try and deal with the previous problems and the end result is the not wanting of sex (sorry I am not using those stupid millennial terms) and her feeling guilty as you, naturally, DO want them.

Get her to a professional to talk. The hardest step is the first one and admitting help is needed. It takes commitment, but the difference can be incredible after just a few sessions.
 
While being demisexual/asexual is definitely a "thing", I do think some people with traumatic experiences are using those labels to help make sense of their feelings in the aftermath.

I'd say she needs counselling and to confront her issues in all honesty.
 
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Back in the early 90’s I was 20/21 years old; I was also in the Army and due to deploy to Norn Iron for 6 months. I invited one of my army friends over to my parents’ house where I stayed when I came home on leave.

I’m not a huge drinker, never have been, back then I also wasn’t very bright and just tried to fit in – very naïve.
After a night out in a neighbouring village, we were walking home and passed a local garage, not a main dealer, just some backstreet repair garage. For some stupid reason I decided it would be a great idea to have a look inside. Once inside there were one or 2 cars and the keys sat in the ignitions. I started opening the garage doors and pushing one of the cars out. Drunk, doors, rolling cars, we soon had the whole neighbourhood twitching the curtains.

I still thought this was a good idea and even though we were less than a mile from home and our beds, I started up the car and beckoned for my mate to jump in. He really didn’t want to, but I pushed and pushed eventually off we both went – driving away from home and into the next town.

Before we got to the town, I started to sober up, wtf are we doing? I got scared, but we were now miles from home, drunk and in a stolen car. I jumped out of the car and started walking home (again!). My mate then jumps into the driver’s seat and said to get in and he would drive back – I did. Not 2 minutes later blue lights flashed behind us and we were nicked.
Subsequent court appearance and my mate is done for Theft of a motor vehicle and Drink driving and was given a huge fine and points; we both also lost our roles we were due to be doing in NI and ended up doing **** duties for 6 months. In court he covered for me, saying he was the only driver whilst I just sat there like a rabbit in the headlights.

My confession is that we are now almost 30 years on from this incident and honestly, I am a very productive member of society, where for the past 10 years I deal with threats to National Security. I have a good job, a great home and family, however, my ‘friend’ was never able to move on from that one night, that one stupid mistake. His criminal record has held him back from ever doing anything but minimum wage jobs. I have never spoken to him since, but every few years I will check his facebook, hoping, something good has happened to him – it hasn’t yet.
B/S if true he would off been court marshalled and booted out and not given crap jobs for six months.
 
Court-Martialed for a drink drive and TWOC? Possibly, but back in the 90's we were literally dragging anyone off the street to fill spaces!

Also, at my place i know a few coppers who have drink drive convictions, some with more heinous crimes than TWOC and who are still serving. Also, what was a zero tolerance policy, some are still allowed to serve even though they have failed CDT.

So definitely possible!
 
Okay I'm sorry to disappoint but this won't be a particularly juicy confession.
I am a perfectly healthy 30 something heterosexual male with a pretty normal sex drive in a long term loving relationship with a 30 something healthy woman who identifies as demisexual with a low, almost asexual libido.
As you guys can likely imagine this causes a lot of frustration on my part as I'm frequently left without having my basic needs met, she just can't understand how I'm feeling as it just doesn't work the same way for her. Normally I'd be telling guys in my situation to bail on the relationship if they're really unhappy as things will only get worse over time but in my case I can't.
To make matters worse my partner was raped and sexually abused by her ex, innocent or normal things you would do with your partner such as hugging them from behind cause her to have flashbacks. I try my best to understand and be supportive but I've never had that happen to me so I can't relate.
On the rare occasion we do the rude stuff, it's functional and usually rushed. She just wants to get it over and done with as quickly as possible. I can always tell that she's doing it simply to try and make me happy and we've even argued about my not wanting to do it cause it's clear she's not really into it which then makes her really upset so we've sometimes ended up both doing it to please the other person when we really don't want to.
The upsetting thing is in every other aspect the relationship is perfect and I couldn't be happier I absolutely love her to death and understand that her being this way is absolutely not her fault, though it frustrates me that she doesn't make any effort despite knowing what's happened to her in the past.
It's left me wondering about what to do next, as she can't even talk about things anymore without getting upset and after years of trying to talk to her and help her through things I'm at a loss.
I'm now wondering if I should either get my rude needs met elsewhere or if I should just give up on the naughty altogether and stop putting any pressure on her to do something she really struggles with.
What do you guys think?
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You can't go through life with such differing needs. You have many years ahead of you. Also if she is not even prepared to get help, then there is not much more you can do.

I think you need to have a serious talk with her.
 
In school I was always the "nerd" the "geek" the "teachers pet". Always straight A's perfect uniform, homework done etc, which came with some perks such as the trust of the teachers. I also had this bully in the year above me who had given me **** all the way from middle school.
It was in 6th form I had a mate who introduced me to selling coke for massive profits, we would buy a sizeable amount, cut it and make a good living. People in our school would come to us every break time without fail and we had a good business going. I would sit there in the common room and pretend to be doing nerd stuff, and he would do the sales. Nobody ever knew apart from us 2 that I was the one with the stash on me. It worked out because if anything started to kick off I would bug out ASAP and nobody thought anything of it other than the nerd doing one.
It was also the first year our school introduced laptops for the 6th form students, those old dell models with the fast removable cd drive and a huge gap behind it. So I modified my cd drive to make use of that gap to store the drugs. As business got better I ended up converting the whole cd tray just for that purpose, needless to say when fully packed at the start of a day it could hold a significant amount.
One day the police got wind that there was a bit of a drug problem at the school, and arranged a "surprise" search. As we went to the classrooms for first registration, we were told our bags and lockers would be searched while we were not to leave the classrooms. At the time I was ******** it, I had the whole days stash ready and bagged up individually for selling, there was no ifs or buts, this was a significant amount of class A ready to be sold.
Being teachers pet, I fired up the laptop and jammed my key into the USB socket to kill the laptop. Showed the messed up screen to the to the teacher and asked to drop my laptop off to the IT department, mercifully they let me and on the way I ripped out the CD drive and proceeded to look for somewhere to dump it. Along the way I passed my bullies locker, I didn't think twice about it and proceeded to empty the entire stash into his bag vowing never to get involved with this again.
The rest you can imagine, the police searched his locker, found the drugs and he was led out in handcuffs.. but thats not where it ends.
Unknown to me, he had already received a suspended sentence for some other offense and he ended up getting absolutely rinsed by the courts. I think he was sentenced to a minimum of 5 years.
Fast forward 6 or so years and I am down the local pub, this guy walks upto me and asks if its me, I say yes and he introduces himself, its the bully. I got the full story about how the police planted evidence to lock him away etc etc, all the time I'm sat there trying to keep a straight face. Anyway, we shake hands and go our separate ways.
The last I heard he was homeless in Birmingham somewhere.
I still have no guilt or regrets.
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As debauchery seems to be hot this time around I thought id share my short tale.
My best friend is a female bi-sexual girl. We have fooled around before as FWBs but thats about it.
A few years ago, she met up with this 12 out of 10 hot aussie girl, she was 2 years younger than us but so naive it hurt, she completely didnt understand sarcasm / british humour. She was also the most caring and thoughtful person id ever met.
Anyway the first time she flies to the UK, they meet up and 2 weeks my bestie wants me to meet her girl. Ok, I drive on up and we get along like a house on fire. Unfortunately bestie came down with really bad flu, so we tuck her up in bed and go to get some lemsip and some comfort foods.
On the way back bestie obviously missing her GF sends a text, but, either predictive text or autocorrect went wrong and the text came through "I want a baby".
Aussie girl shows me and I jokingly said we should give her one then. Being as kind and thoughtful, yet naive she thought about it the rest of the way home and as we pull up outside, she says ok, but lets make it a surprise. We spent the next week skulking around getting it on anywhere and everywhere we could. I go home and a few weeks later aussie girl flies back home also.
Fast forward a month or so and I receive a whatsapp of a tummy picture from aussie girl... unfortunately for me, it looks like she was preggers. Bestie obviously finds out, but in a weird twist only blames the gf. She thought it was really sweet that I would try to do something so nice for her, but was repulsed that the GF would "cheat" on her.... They broke up and I heard she had an abortion. Either that or theres a mini me roaming the world.
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