#4195 I feel so pathetic. I have "middle child" syndrome. I just broke up with the love of my life because that was the easy way out of not dealing with him not understanding me along with everyone else in my family. I'm constantly pissing off my parents, I'm gaining weight like crazy, basically knocking on diabetes door because I eat nothing but chocolate. I'm never hungry but that's my drug food. I don't have an appetite for anything else. The smallest thing makes me so depressed because they treat my older siblings like they are perfect and I'm always going to be an irresponsible kid, although I have proven time and time again that I am (honor society, never drank, snuck out, etc). Do I need help? Probubly...will I get it? Not a chance because I don't know how to speak about my feelings to strangers when my own family doesn't even hear me out. I tried speaking to my parents, siblings, and everyone else close to me but no one understands, they all think I'm a whiney spoiled brat and basically brush me aside. I've had so many break downs and their idea is "ooooh she's at College Park so I guess she thinks that's an excuse to be a big bitch". I'm totally thinking about dropping out just to prove to them that it has nothing to do with College Park. Its how I feel like I'm never good enough for them. They constantly put me down. I've had it. I know they love us the same but they sure as hell don't treat us the same which causes me to rebel. I know I should not be complaining because my parents have provided me with everything I ever needed but I just don't know how to explain what or how I feel. People like me should just go to a deserted island where they won't bother others with their need of attention.

#4194 I think I might be pregnant but I'm too afraid to check.

#4193 Speaking of Macklemore, the problem is that he a white dude in a black industry. He thinks he can get in on black culture, make more money in it than we do, when he hasn't even had the black struggle. Let me know when you get followed in stores, get profiled, and get turned down by girls cuz they ain't allowed to date black dudes. Then make the rap song.

#4192 I like female strippers ,but with clothes on.

#4191 Sometimes I wish my boyfriend could see it through my eyes. It's not that easy getting over something that truly broke my heart, and then promising me things he can never keep. There are reasons why I act a certain way and still do, but I do not know if these trust issues will truly ever go away.

#4190 There should be a Popeyes on campus.

#4189 I thought my life's a fucking mess. but it's not. I made some big-fucking-silly mistakes and I am working on not to make anymore and correcting myself. its true that I have done some things in the past and no one knows anything. My friends don't know that secretly I was married to someone and now we are in separation. since last one year, I am working on our divorce.I am not in touch with her anymore and its like almost a year.When friends see me with my parents or listen stories about me and them they think we are so close. Things are not what you see or hear. I don't like my parents because they were never there for me. I was abandoned from them when I was a kid just because they were going through a mid-life crisis and my father didn't like me. later when I was a teenager, they tried to make that up and wanted to be my friends. I told them its not gonna work. because their negligence was so visible that I couldn't picture me and them together. then I loved a girl. at one point, I made the biggest mistake by marrying her. It wasn't planned. it just happened because I wasn't thinking straight. We were okay. but we had our differences and small expectations from each other eventually got bigger. We tried our best to meet those. but never happened because it was a long distance. and long distance means fucking two countries. things became so bad between us that we decided not to continue and get divorced. her parents wouldn't let us do that so do mine's. so literally our relationship is over except on a piece of paper which i believe doesn't have any validity because the sense of relationship comes from within. when I realized I don't feel or love or miss her anymore I knew we don't belong together. I explained myself to her and so does she and we decided to split. I am anonymous to those who read this confession but I walk by you fellas everyday. You talk to me, think I am really awesome and cool but inside me there's a storm going on everyday. but I am feeling so happy and relieved now. at least I have confessed.

#4188 I just don't understand why anytime I call the office of Bursar they act like such dicks and never seem to want to do any work. If they hate college students as much as they seem to, you'd think that they would be more than happy to accept me trying to give them a fuck load of money