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I made a huge mistake and got into a relationship with a woman and her kid. It was great at first.
I was a fantastic dad, always provided for her son and treated her like a princess. But now 4 years into our relationship I hate who I am and I hate this relationship. Her son is nothing but a defiant spoiled little goblin who never listens to me (and yes ME specifically.) Despite my girlfriend saying she loves me and wants to someday marry me, I can not stand her sometimes and just want her to get out of my life.
I feel guilty because of how bad I wanted this and how much we risked. She was from Florida and I was from Seattle I brought her home when she had nowhere to go. Maybe it’s depression, maybe it’s self-destructive behavior, I don’t know but what I do know is I hate the relationship I am in and talking about it changes things only temporarily. I just want to be happy again, have friends again, go and actually DO stuff instead of sitting at home and doing nothing because SHE says we can’t afford it.
I am so angry and she tries to solve my anger issues with s**, which is just a band-aid fix. I’m tired of watching her sleep in till noon or whenever she gets up while I get up to play with her kid EVERY, SINGLE, MORNING. I hate being yelled at because I picked up extra hours at work and forgot she had to work and hour after I get off.
I feel guilty for feeling this way and I hate myself which is why I haven’t just broken it off already, but I know feeling this way and not taking care of the problem is more unhealthy then just grinning and bearing it.
I swear to God if I do break-up with this girl I am DONE with relationships, forever, done, never again. It is far to much work having to think about my own mental state and I then play 20 questions with my SO about what she wants for breakfast.
Used to be cute, now I want to smack the s*** out of her everytime I tell her everything.in the fridge and freezer and her answer is “No that will bother my stomach.” Then go hungry, I’m just so done at this point.

New Confession

I played with my mom’s bod during my high school days she was all broken back then her parents died one after other in the same year after that my dad cheated on her and we left him to live in her parents house there I used to blame her for our situation and me frustrated would always end up arguing with her untill she gets into tears and accepts her defeat that made me felt bad later but the same would happen again after a day or two one after another argument made me felt as a superior male over her in the house that made me felt as a dominant one over a broken submissive female that soon made me want to get her ready for reliving my frustrations or for accepting me as a mating male in bed, as I kept winning such arguments frequently making her in tears surrender, one night i went into her bed late after she got asleep I and crawled under her blanket for the first few times I tried groping her I use to grab her b**bs she woke up scold me as I’m yours “fu**in mother you idiot” and go to the other room this happened alot of times but with every night I played more with her b**bs and then pinching and pulling her ni**les one night I slid my hand into her p*n*ty and rubbed her c*it as she tried getting up I grabbed her with the other are and my legs around hers she tried hard but I kept on moving ahead with what I was doing soon she got so wet she covered her mouth with her hands and started crying I could clearly feel her getting swelled up down there with every passing second more slippery sticky stuff coming out while she was in tears crying with one hand on her mouth and another one trying to pull my hand out but I kept f******** her roughly until I felt her cl*t pumping on my fingers, she cu**ed with shaking org**m. Right after that I left her she got up and went to the other room.

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