My secret is that I have met a guy from Plenty of Fish and I’m obsessed about him. First of all he lives too far from me (Toronto). I live in Quesnel. It is much likely that I would never meet him in real life. But I like everything about him, he makes me feel special and says I’m beautiful and also he shares my point of view in a lot of things. I’m planning to go live in Toronto leaving my friends, family and entire life behind in Quesnel. Now I am worried what if when I arrive over there he doesn’t like me anymore? What if I miss my family too much? I don’t know, maybe I’m too stupid and I fall in love with every guy who pays attention to me. I can’t share this with anyone else because everyone will call me crazy. Does anyone else feel the same way about anyone they have met online?

I was introduced to sex by my mother’s boyfriend. One of the earliest things I can remember was when he took me to my mom’s bathroom locked the door and pulled out his penis. Then he said, “Mr. Twinkie is in pain can you please massage him to make him feel better?” I was standing there not knowing what to do. He said, “Here put your hand on it like this, and don’t be afraid. Mr. Twinkie likes you. He will take you out for ice-cream if you made him feel better.” I gave him a weird look but he just laughed and pulled my hands and placed my fingertips around it. He pressed my fingertips against it while moving it in circles. I remember him saying, “See, just a massage” and he smiled. He let go and told me, “here you try it” so I just stood there giving him what I thought was a massage. When he came he just said, “See, he is really not feeling good and he threw up. Don’t say to anyone that Mr. Twinkie is sick.” So I didn’t say it to anyone until now. I was like 7 at the time and it took me 19 years to say it to someone anonymously on this site.

I found I was pregnant – the father was not my boyfriend, but someone I’d hooked up with at a party a while back. My boyfriend didn’t know I’d cheated, so when I told him I was pregnant, he assumed it was his. We got married right away; that was three years ago. My husband has no idea he’s raising someone else’s kid.

A while ago, I went shopping with my friend a high-end boutique downtown. My friend had been a bitch to me earlier in the day, and I was still pissed off. We got in the store and started looking around; everything was nice, and really expensive. When the clerk wasn’t looking, I slipped a pair of really expensive earrings into my friend’s purse. When we left, the alarm went off, and the clerk found the earrings in her bag. The police were called, and my friend kept crying that she didn’t know how they got in there … I got to go home, she got fingerprinted at the police station. The charges were eventually dropped, and she still thinks it was some kind of mix-up.