The only thought that keeps me alive is ”it could be worse.”

I was once sexually violated by a doctor whom I was seeing for depression. He was old enough to be my grandfather. I found the whole situation oddly erotic.

I cheat on my wife…nearly daily, with the true woman of my dreams. My ex girlfriend. We reconnected on facebook. It doesn’t even feel like I’m cheating on my wife..it feels like I’m cheating, when I’m with my wife.

I once finger banged one of my friends girlfriends. We were both drunk, so we just forgot about it.

I got drunk and made out with my wife’s sister over the Xmas holidays 3 years ago. The sister and I pretend it never happened.

I’ve never loved her. We’ve been together for eight years, married for three. And I don’t love her.

I spread rumors that my girlfriend slept around just so I could break up with her and save face with our group of friends.

i was heartbroken when she broke things off a few months ago. I fought really hard to win her back and now I dont really have as strong of feelings for her as I thought.

I don’t know why I became obsessed after sex with him: in bed he was like an alien who learned human sexual technique at a vocational school.

I have never hooked up, given head to, or anything of that nature. But if you asked, I would give up my virginity in a second to you.