I just need to get this out of my heart. I raped someone when I was 22. Since then, my life has been a misery. I’m just tired of having a p**** and s***** urges and being abused by my wife for having them. She makes all the s***** rules, she loves to see me beg like a dog when I want to have s**, she has told me I’m no good, no one loves me except her, and she has physically hurt my p**** to the point it has had bruises on it. I love her so much, can’t she see that? Every day, I hold her and kiss her for an hour. I just wish she would treat me like a human when I want s** instead of some animal. I either want to kill myself or cut off my p****. Maybe if I didn’t have a p****, people wouldn’t be so afraid of me. I want to love and form meaningful relationahips, too. I was just on the suicide helpline and once I told her I raped someone, she didn’t even want to talk anymore.