guacamole24
April 26th, 2010, 06:30 PM
Hey, I'm Zack. This is only my second time posting in the Mental Crisis Forum, the last being almost a year ago, so...
This time is somewhat of an update from a year ago, but not really.
I'm still feeling unbelievably insecure. My sexuality is not the way I want it to be, I feel like I'm too selfish, I feel like scared quite often about things that are not likely at all to happen... and I think I'm an obsessive masturbator... honestly.
Starting off, I think I'm gay. That probably sounds cliche, but I'm really scared that it's true. I find guys attractive. SO attractive. And I'm convinced that everyone is gay until I take a really check. Then I realize, 'Oh wait, that's right, nobody here is gay. I'm gay. And I live in SC. Not so big on the gays.'
Plus, my career choice (rap music) is not big on the gays, either. Just a little bit off a problem.
Here are my choices where that is concerned;
A) I could just tell everyone I'm gay to start with and never make it anywhere in the industry.
B) I could ease into it... wait until my career has started up, then come out. Still won't result well.
C) I could hide who I am as far as sexuality forever, or at least from the media. But how?
Second thing, I always feel like I'm too selfish. I feel like I never do enough for anybody else, and too much for myself, even though I know deep down that I'm a nice person. That really bothers me sometimes.
Third of all, I'm really scared about things that could happen but probably won't. I am almost always afraid of anybody I love getting hurt. I would be devastated, obviously. Every time I think of anything bad ever happening to anybody I love, my heart race speeds up tremendously. And my worst fear are guns.
I'm not that scared of death. I'm not even as scared of life as I am guns. They are the center of fear in my mind, and they come up in my mind too often.
Last of all for now, I think that I'm obsessively masturbating. And this part is really weird.
For the past three, four years, I have mastered the art of masturbating in class. I rub myself through my clothes. I've done it so many times. So many times. And I'm really trying to stop. It sounds disgusting, and it is.
What if somehow that product of my masturbation comes in contact with somebody else somehow... what then?
Please comment and know how hard it was for me to write this. Thank you.
This time is somewhat of an update from a year ago, but not really.
I'm still feeling unbelievably insecure. My sexuality is not the way I want it to be, I feel like I'm too selfish, I feel like scared quite often about things that are not likely at all to happen... and I think I'm an obsessive masturbator... honestly.
Starting off, I think I'm gay. That probably sounds cliche, but I'm really scared that it's true. I find guys attractive. SO attractive. And I'm convinced that everyone is gay until I take a really check. Then I realize, 'Oh wait, that's right, nobody here is gay. I'm gay. And I live in SC. Not so big on the gays.'
Plus, my career choice (rap music) is not big on the gays, either. Just a little bit off a problem.
Here are my choices where that is concerned;
A) I could just tell everyone I'm gay to start with and never make it anywhere in the industry.
B) I could ease into it... wait until my career has started up, then come out. Still won't result well.
C) I could hide who I am as far as sexuality forever, or at least from the media. But how?
Second thing, I always feel like I'm too selfish. I feel like I never do enough for anybody else, and too much for myself, even though I know deep down that I'm a nice person. That really bothers me sometimes.
Third of all, I'm really scared about things that could happen but probably won't. I am almost always afraid of anybody I love getting hurt. I would be devastated, obviously. Every time I think of anything bad ever happening to anybody I love, my heart race speeds up tremendously. And my worst fear are guns.
I'm not that scared of death. I'm not even as scared of life as I am guns. They are the center of fear in my mind, and they come up in my mind too often.
Last of all for now, I think that I'm obsessively masturbating. And this part is really weird.
For the past three, four years, I have mastered the art of masturbating in class. I rub myself through my clothes. I've done it so many times. So many times. And I'm really trying to stop. It sounds disgusting, and it is.
What if somehow that product of my masturbation comes in contact with somebody else somehow... what then?
Please comment and know how hard it was for me to write this. Thank you.