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My boyfriend is wonderful, truly amazing. I know he loves me, and I love him very much. We've even talked about marriage. But I'm terrified I'm going to break his heart, I'm so unstable and depressed. It hurts him to see me like this, I don't wanna hurt him but I also don't wanna lose him. I'm afraid that one of these days one of us will lose it and everything will end.
I'm having a really hard time being okay with the recent photos put up on facebook of Hamline students for the admissions house. We pride ourselves on how diverse we are but there's one person of color in the pictures. I understand that the people in these photos were recommended based on previous positions they've held or previous experiences but it's a terrible representation of everyone who goes here. I'm a bit disappointed Hamline.
All my life I have absolutely loved animals. They are always sweet to me, so I make it a point to take the best care of them and treat them the best. I've encountered the cruelest of people in my life, but I can always find myself feeling so much better after being around animals. They definitely know how to heal you. Remember to appreciate your little buddies, they're always there for you.
Who is/are the person/couple that commutes and drives the white Audi? I usually see them MWF in the lot by the tennis courts?
If i wake up and there isn't new confessions posted i dont get out of bed.
My bully shot himself in the head last week. I've known him since Kindergarten and he bullied me from Kindergarten to senior year of high school. He told me I was fat and had fat thighs s no one could ever like me. When I was undergoing psychiatric treatment for my anxiety disorder, he told me I was crazy and told the school that I was crazy and dangerous. In middle school and high school he sexually harassed me and encouraged his hockey team to do the same. He made my life Hell for years and contributed to my low sense of self-esteem (which I still struggle with)
But, he's dead. I have conflicting feelings about his death. Part of me thinks, Ha, I win! You can’t hurt me anymore! But another part recognizes that he suffered in the same way I did with my anxiety and depression, and while I got help, he evidently didn’t. In his final days he went through the same things I did and I wonder if he thought of me. A final part of me is in mourning for my bully. He was a giant asshole when I knew him, but now there is no chance for reconciliation and forgiveness. There will never be a chance to sit down together and come to an understanding of why he hurt me and if it was a reflection of his feelings towards himself.
I’m still angry with him and still consider him a key source of my struggles with self-esteem, but now I have to recognize he’s gone. He can’t hurt me and we will never reconcile. I’m never very religious, but I hope if there is something more out there he found peace from his demons. Alex, I hope you genuinely rest in peace.
Who is/are the person/couple that commutes and drives the white Audi? I usually see them MWF in the lot by the tennis courts?
Ok, you're really confusing me. We've been talking for a couple months everyday, but it doesn't seem like you're really flirting. So maybe you just want to be friends? Yet you haven't ever asked to hang out or get coffee or something. And the thing is, I have actually grown to like you and if you did ask, I would go on a date with you.