Unofficial: H E a R T

He goes to bed while I’m crying pregnant.😪😪

As it says in the tittle I am pregnant and about halfway through my pregnancy. Very recently me and my fiancé got into an argument which I can’t seem to shake. It was night time and he had work in the morning. However my brain was in a bad place that night because of something he had said not that long ago. “I miss your old body before you were pregnant”. I didn’t expect him to say thing like that EVER! So it hit me really hard. I was crying because I didn’t feel pretty or beautiful in his eyes and I couldn’t stop crying. And instead of asking me what was wrong or trying to cuddle me, he decided to have s*x with me. Then after that just handed me toilet paper to clean myself up as he goes to bed. I felt so bad I couldn’t stop crying at all. In return he kept sighing and said he was going to sleep on the couch. I decided to leave our room to the couch instead. All I wanted was a hug or for him to ask me what I was thinking about in a kind way. That was it. I don’t want my baby feeling any of this. But I feel hopeless right now and extremely lonely. He is upset with me because I’m not happy with him at the moment obviously. I feel ugly, lonely, and just weird. I love him with all of my heart. But I don’t know what to do anymore. This isn’t the first time he has done this and his words are never kind when this kind of stuff happens and I get blamed for it. Maybe I am just overthinking and over reacting. My hormones have been so messed up but it feels so wrong. Please be completely honest and give me your honest feedback!!!

I kicked the s**t out of my rapist🙈😝

A year ago I (20) was r***d by an insane gross methead (50). He offered me drugs when I was so drunk I could barely walk. We got to his apartment, he r***d me for five hours while I was drugged up.

He left for the bathroom sometime during it, I managed to grab my phone and started an audio recording. It's three hours long and it's horrible. I never stop saying no, begging him to please stop, please let me go, sobbing, struggling.

I turned it over to the police who have sat around twiddling their thumbs doing absolutely nothing for a year. He walks free, I see him all the time, small town. I reported it because I didn't want anyone to be hurt in the same way.

The police and hospital repaid me by informing my parents about this even though I specifically asked every single person I met during the process to please not do that (that's illegal btw).
Backstory finished.

Yesterday I walked into the store and see Mr. M**h sitting on the floor. I was quite drunk (drinking problem who?). I walked up to him and spoke to him for the first time since it happened. He said some disgusting vile s*xual things and made gestures that make my skin crawl just thinking about it.

He then asked me why I would involve the police, and said: "Why didn't you just say no?"

I kind of lost it, I responded in the only appropriate way by kicking his face in. It was in broad daylight in public, security and police were called, but I got him good. He was yelling and whining about how there were cameras and the police were going to get me. It was the most cathartic amazing thing I have ever done.

I went outside to smoke while waiting for the police. I was frustrated that it was taking so long, so I went back in and just attacked him again. He was better prepared this time but I got in many glorious punches to his head and face.

Eventually the cops arrived, they put him in the back of the police car and spoke to me. After he was gone I was just a sobbing mess. I told them the whole truth, that I was the one who instigated it, that I was quite drunk, what he'd done to me etc.
To my absolute bewilderment, they let me go? Maybe they felt bad for me since I was sobbing so much. They arrested him and put him in the back of the car, and I was free to leave.

They gave us both the same assault charge. I don't really know what to make of all of this, but it was deeply satisfying and I'd do it again in a heartbeat.
Besides, if he didn't want to get kicked in the face, why didn't he just say no?

Thanks for reading ❤

I was molested by my neighbor with cerebral palsy.

So, it was a long time ago, and I grew up in a firmly religious household. I informed my parents about my memories, and I guess they knew the whole time, which is fun. Either way.

My neighbor, who was 3 years older than me, molested me multiple times. His parents knew, and got mad at me, when they walked in on it happening. I’m sure something happened to him as well, to make him do it. He did not have the mental capacity to come up with the things he did, on his own.

Years later, and 2,000 miles between us, I still have to block him every few months/years when he reaches out. He’s pretended to be a woman, with poorly photo shopped pictures. My parents keep giving him my number. He keeps finding me on Facebook. 😪

I don’t really know if this is the confession that is expected, but I haven’t told anyone, aside from my parents…. Who think I’m overreacting.

😭😭😭