Why is this, when im already of age to move out? Tried to move out before, but they wouldnt let me now they are saying 25.

When I was about 8, my female (I'm female too.) cousin who also 8 taught me how to masturbate and had me touch her. And we kept pleasuring ourselves and each other for about 3-4 years. She ended being the reason I was suicidal and anorexic and I had blocked these reasons from my mind but it has recently kept coming into my mind and I cant talk about it or think about it without breaking down. I don't know what I should do?

The women where I live hangs with a bunch of guys but these guys that they hang with are exclusive and all the same (dress talk and act the same and physically look alike) These guys are athletic, have a whole lot of dark hair all across their body arms and face. Dark hair brushed across their arms. They wear white baseball cap either pointed backwards or to an angle and they wear white shorts, and a pink shirts. Some wears regular polo shirt and jeans. They wear a gold or silver chain necklace, small earrings such as ear buds. Most of them has spiked hair and frosted lips. They club together. Whole lot of partying and drinking. They use the word 'gay' in their sentence. They are often in jail over petty drama and traffic violations. They love sports. These guys stick together, and talk in a 'cool slang'. These guys typically are assertive and aggressive. Some of them has wheels on their truck twice as big and has men's balls as the hitch ball, being nasty, and provocative language on their cars or trucks. These women typically has the jail number on their contact list to call their boyfriend. Anyway if you try to talk to these women or say anything to them you will get fronted by one of these guys who will say something incendiary and smart aleck or heckle you when you try to talk to her. If you say something that sounds out of the way these guys would get in your face. You can never be around her one on one alone. Any suggestions?

Hi , Bought a car recently that I love but my girlfriend doesn't like it as it's old (1980s) and to her ugly. She doesn't let me park it on the drive or anything as she says it's embarrassing and people will think we are poor, even though our other car is a new Audi. She keeps saying she wants rid of it for the above reasons as well as saying that I didn't talk it through when I got it. She says this whole argument and rough patch is my fault and I should of known what "damage this would cause". Also to mention this car is cheaper in every way to run compared to.my old car , I paid for this car with my own money, she doesn't ever have to get I to the car as we have another we use during the weekends and everyone i have met is supportive of my decision. I don't want to say to her face that she is shallow but by what we have discussed it's purely the fact it's a car she doesn't like and fear for what others will think are the only reasons she has for me to get rid of the car and buy a newer one that she "approves of".

I don't even drink anything and i pee every 30 minutes. I have a bladder infection. and no i can't hold it because holding it will make it worse and cause kidney problems. I try not to hold it to make matters worse.

I have a job that pays $20 per hour. I graduated college and the job I got isn't related to my degree. The jobs I can get with me degree pay a lot more but I haven't been able to get a higher paying job. So what my dad does is he acts extremely negative towards me. For example, he always calls me worthless, dumb, or says I don't try. We cuss each other out often when we talk to each other. He says all the time "my job pays over $200k per year, look how much more successful I am than you". Hes said that at least 100 times towards me. So we dont get along because he thinks I should have a higher paying job and when I tell him I try, he says I don't, and then we just cuss each other out.

He sold things to help his unemployed parents. Was a teenager about 16/17 and was so sad and handsome at the same time, modest and didnt smile at all, polite and ready to help. Eyes bluer than the sky, innocent looking young man, blond hair fairer than wheat fields in summer. His eyes were melancholic and I just lost myself in them. I missbehaved with the boy cause I wanted to talk to him but he was afraid of my dad and ended the conversation suddenly. I wish I could jumo into his arms and love him,take him away from my troubles and his. I realized he was the one for me and I'll never meet again someone like him, my twin soul

I had my first time with him, and bled just a bit (a stain) and he noticed when I got up. He grabbed my hand and asked me if he hurt me, I told him no and he said 'swear, tell me the truth'. I told him he was gentle and slow ans I didnt feel that much pain. It was bearable. He looked really sad and held me in his arms and didnt want to let me go. He kept saying 'no, dont go, stay'. Why was he so worried about it, at the end if he didnt see the blood I bet he wouldn't have thought that much.