Life Experiences

Confessions Of A Woman Who Just Confronted Her Childhood Abuser

March 25, 2019 | No Comments » | Topics: Life Experiences, TRUTH |

I knew he would lie. I knew he would deny deny deny. I knew he’d get angry and throw out whatever he could to hurt me. I didn’t care and I didn’t budge. It happened. I remember it all. I’m not the only one it happened to. I known the truth and I didn’t flinch, not even once.

I told my mom first. I had told her once before, but she didn’t believe me. I was 17 and I was afraid. My dad is a narcissist, screams and goes berserk if things aren’t EXACTLY how he wants them. He would pin the family against one another, we would all take turns being the one berated all day. If it wasn’t you then you best hop on the berate bandwagon or your next. The entire day you were followed around being yelled at for how you do everything wrong, and all the family would have to agree. You go up the stairs too slow, you don’t sit quietly enough on the couch, the way you speak, the way you smell, you’re not smiling anymore, everything. Spoken to like you are dirt hoping tomorrow won’t be your day again. If you fought back you were hit, shoved into whatever table or thing was near you. You guys get it. I was afraid.


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12 Gunshot Survivors Describe What Getting Shot Feels Like

March 20, 2019 | No Comments » | Topics: Life Experiences |

(photo: @elmundoderabbit)

1. Shot in the arm when I was young when I got caught in the middle of a drive by shooting.

You know in the movies where a gun goes off and there’s a sudden look of shock on the victim’s face before he looks at the wound? That’s very accurate. I did not feel any pain or anything. I heard the gunshot and felt a tight pressure in my arm. I looked and saw the wound and how much blood I was losing, and the next thing I know I’m in the hospital.”

2. I got shot through the thigh with a .45, it burned like a motherfucker. The bullet went through the bone completely and the tendons pulled everything out of place, my leg was about 4 inches shorter than the other. Trying to move it was absolute agony, I was praying to pass out but never did


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Confessions Of A Dude With Penis Implant

March 13, 2019 | No Comments » | Topics: Life Experiences |

What happened?

I was involved in a crash in which I impacted water and was then submerged. I was trapped in the wreckage but wriggled free as I was graying out. Had a LOT of broken bones including the back injury that caused the partial paralysis.

Thanks to modern science and an amazing surgeon, I was able to get an implant that I can inflate for a full erection.

WARNING: These images are of a penis and are NSFW. ALSO, the post accident pictures are graphic

Here are pics before my accident, post accident and pre/post surgery.

How exactly do you inflate it?

There is a pump in my scrotum that I can squeeze. It sends fluid to the chambers to make the penis erect. On the bulb/valve, I can squeeze a certain direction and the saline drains back into the reservoir. Before implants, men had rods and they were basically permanently erect. Now, I can be flaccid or erect whenever I want. I can keep erect for as little or as long as I like.


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9 People Reveal What It’s Like To Wake Up In The Middle Of Surgery

March 12, 2019 | No Comments » | Topics: Life Experiences |

(photo: @jcgellidon)

1. This happened to me and it was the most horrifying experience that i will remember for the rest of my life! It all started when my husband and I had been the victims of a terrible motorcycle accident. I was lifeflighted off the interstate in Athens, to Grant Medical Center in Colombus Ohio.

I went through the emergency room where the trauma team inserted tubes all over my body at a rapid pace to check all my vitals and i must have passed out from the pain because I don’t remember anything else. Then when I woke up, I knew I was in the operating room because I felt cold and I could feel my stomach being patted down because it was jiggling from my excess weight. I could feel my stomach burn with excruciating pain and I remember thinking to myself, i need to let them know I’m awake! I couldn’t open my eyes, i couldn’t move my feet or even twitch my arm to let them know I was awake and I could feel everything. I felt completely paralyzed! I heard the doctors talking to each other and then I felt the sewing! My stomach was being sewed shut! It was horrible, I remember feeling the needle piercing my flesh and the thread pulling through to the next stitch! I kept trying to move but it was no use, so I laid there enduring the pain and when i felt a tear run out of my eye down the side of my face, and then the last thing I remember, I was waking up in recovery. I found out later, that I had broken all the ribs on my left side and punctured my left lung. Apparently one of my ribs also lascerated my spleen so they had to cut my abdomen from my pubic bone to my breastbone to remove my spleen. I was advised to try to avoid coughing because I had staples holding my stomach together. I asked my nurse if I also had stitches and I was told “Yes, but those will dissolve on thier own”. I then told her that I had woken up during the surgery and I couldn’t move, she listened to me but didn’t make any comments either way, but it’s a memory that will be with me for as long as I live.


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This Is What Life Is Like

March 11, 2019 | No Comments » | Topics: Life Experiences |

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February 28, 2019 | No Comments » | Topics: Life Experiences, TRUTH |

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3 First Hand Accounts Of Different Life Experiences

February 27, 2019 | No Comments » | Topics: Life Experiences |


What’s it like to be MGTOW (Men Going Their Own Way)?

I very much am a MGTOW man. For me it’s more freedom than I’ve experienced in decades. I love it. I can now shape my life in any way I please. I do what I want, when I want to do it and I don’t need anyone else’s approval. And while I’m doing whatever I want, I don’t need to be bombarded with phone calls asking where the hell I am and when will I be home. I don’t need to check in and, if I decide to stay out longer, I can do so without any further concern for anyone’s wants other than mine.

Also, since I am choosing to live without any women in my life, obviously I have given up on having sex with them. This is, of course, the one real down side to being MGTOW. But it actually has its own hidden good points. For example, I am no longer manipulated some woman who feels that I will grovel and do her bidding just because she hints that I might get some sex. Sex is no longer an effective weapon. I can no longer be tempted by something I know that I’m not going to get anyway.


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What’s It Like Finding Out You Have A Terminal Illness?

February 13, 2019 | No Comments » | Topics: Life Experiences, TRUTH |

(photo: @noahsilliman)

It sucks. hah.

For me, the entire process involved a great deal of disbelief – some of it rather normal, I suppose, and some of it quite intentionally brought about by myself.

I’d actually first noticed the tumor myself.  Not even being out of my 20s yet, I had a hard time believing it could be what I suspected it was, and managed to convince myself it was fairly harmless.  At one point, while seeing a doctor for an entirely unrelated thing, I pointed out the lump to him and he gave it a quick look and feel but didn’t seem overly concerned by it and nothing came of it after that particular visit.  That ended up adding to my own idea that it was something harmless and not worth thinking about much further.

Believe it or not, I went on to essentially ignore it for over another year!  You’d imagine, first thing you’d do when suspecting something was up, would be to run off to every physician imaginable and do all you could about it.  What ended up overpowering any inclination to do just that was, instead, a desire to ignore it and almost wish it away – if I never got confirmation it was something serious and never got diagnosed with something serious… it was nothing serious! 


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Confessions Of A Sugar Baby Turned Escort

February 13, 2019 | No Comments » | Topics: Life Experiences |

sugar baby turned escort

Started the sugar baby thing about 5 years ago. Typical story; broke as a joke college student, saw those sugar babies on Dr. Phil claiming to make thousands without having to fuck these men, etc, etc. Within a year, I started doing full service escort work, too. I did both types of SW for the last 5 years. I’d estimate it was 60% escort work, 40% “sugaring.” I always enjoyed escorting more! Way, way more! I’ve decided recently that it’s time to finally ditch the sugar work. The following reasons are why I am getting so close to finally exiting “sugaring” altogether and focus solely on escorting:

1. Guys not wanting to use condoms. Yes, you’ll get this with full service work but I have noticed that in sugaring the guys are way more likely to pressure you into not using any protection. In fact, I think many sugar daddies actually purposely choose SBs (sugar baby) over an escort since escorts pretty much all have a strict af “no BB” policy. Since many SBs are so damn anti-escort, they easily get fooled into going raw with SDs (sugar daddy) who shame SBs for wanting to use protection. I mean, who hasn’t been told “but I’m a successful married man! I’m a CEO for crying out loud! You can’t seriously tell me that you don’t trust me enough to go without a condom, right?” They prey upon the fact that most SBs are terrified of being labelled an “escort” and some are even scared to be labelled a sex worker (hint: if you’re a SB YOU ARE A SEX WORKER, JUST DEAL WITH IT!)


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7 Soul Crushing Confessions That Will Remind You That Life Isn’t All Sunshine And Rainbows

January 30, 2019 | No Comments » | Topics: Life Experiences, TRUTH |

(photo: @soul1125)

1. I was diagnosed with cancer a little over two weeks ago, after a regular checkup. Turns out I have a tumour on my colon that has spread to other areas (liver and lungs so far) and will require extensive chemo and surgery for any chance to live longer than 8 months

I’m not having any treatment and I haven’t told my wife because she’ll only pressure me to get the treatment, which result in months of pain and suffering for a relatively small chance

Instead, I’m making sure our last few months together are filled with only happy memories. I’m starting work later and finishing earlier each day, to make her breakfast in bed and take her on dates in the evenings

My landlord I rent my workshop from has agreed to let me run my business rent free for the next 6 months, which means significantly less financial stress and I can save a lot more, so she has something to carry her over afterwards

I hope she’ll forgive me for taking this path


2. My 13 year old died in Peru after getting caught in a whirlpool. We were on vacation. His mom (my ex) blamed me for his death and our other son also blames me so he doesn’t speak to me. He’s now 13 too. I don’t force him to see me. When I drive home from work, I pretend that I am talking to my son about how his day was at school, what kind of music he wants to listen to, what he wants for dinner, etc. That is why I haven’t gotten a new car. There are just too many memories.


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