<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss version="2.0"  xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><atom:link href="www.brevebox.com/feed/rss.ashx" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" /><copyright>Breve Box</copyright><language>en-us</language><title>BreveBox</title><link>http://www.brevebox.com</link><lastBuildDate>Thu, 29 Jul 2010 23:40:48 GMT</lastBuildDate><category>share, solve, confession, problem, help</category><description>Express Yourself</description><ttl>30</ttl><item><title><![CDATA[ In love with my best friend ]]></title><comments>http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=737</comments><category domain="www.brevebox.com//Love.aspx">Love</category><author><name>Anonymous</name></author><link>http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=737</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=737</guid><description><![CDATA[ My best friend and I almost slept together once, and since that I think about him and about going to bed with him. I told him this and he said to me that it is a lack of mine. Now he acts strangely with me and he's spending more time with his other friends, i fell a little jealous about it. I don't know what I'm supposed to do, should I stop talking with him? Should I invest on him? Help me<P><I>1 Comments | 0 Advices</I></P> ]]> </description><pubDate>Sun, 06 Jun 2010 00:03:42 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[ My step father beat me for 13 years, i hated him he me, but for years he beat me burnt me smashed my face ]]></title><comments>http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=736</comments><category domain="www.brevebox.com//Others.aspx">Others</category><author><name>Anonymous</name></author><link>http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=736</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=736</guid><description><![CDATA[  have all the scars on my face body and in my heart, he threw me downstairs and at 13 i was taken off him, now a grown up, a old grown up, a few monthes ago i was driving along and saw a man by the side of the road it was obvious he was in trouble so i slowed down to take him to the hospital however..............as i got nerer i saw it was my step father so i just drove on saying something like rot in hell (and a swear word) and i smiled right into his face, he saw me,

well i got home felt a <P><I>1 Comments | 0 Advices</I></P> ]]> </description><pubDate>Wed, 19 May 2010 07:21:20 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[ So Jealous ]]></title><comments>http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=735</comments><category domain="www.brevebox.com//Jealousy.aspx">Jealousy</category><author><name>Anonymous</name></author><link>http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=735</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=735</guid><description><![CDATA[ 

I'm not normally a shallow person. I'm not super concerned with looks; I prefer a good sense of humor, personality and intelligence over a perfect 10. I'll admit I DO like a "hot' guy to look at, no different than any other woman. But to spend the rest of my life with, or at least large amounts of my time with, I'd rather have someone whose not "perfect" but that I feel comfortable with and enjoy spending time with. That is what is attractive to me.

The guy I've been...seeing, I guess. No<P><I>0 Comments | 1 Advices</I></P> ]]> </description><pubDate>Wed, 19 May 2010 03:00:03 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[ I wish things were simpler. ]]></title><comments>http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=734</comments><category domain="www.brevebox.com//Sorrow.aspx">Sorrow</category><author><name>Anonymous</name></author><link>http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=734</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=734</guid><description><![CDATA[ I feel really sad sometimes. It's hard not to dwell on the bad things in my life once in awhile. I'm usually a very up-beat and happy person. It's just I get so tired of being positive all the time. It seems like for every smile I show and every nice remark I give I just get slapped in the face with something bad. And sometimes it gets really hard to pull myself up from my sadness. I am on antidepressants and I see a councelor, but sometimes I don't think it's enough. I live a really hard life w<P><I>0 Comments | 0 Advices</I></P> ]]> </description><pubDate>Mon, 17 May 2010 10:41:53 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[ how to deal with envy ]]></title><comments>http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=733</comments><category domain="www.brevebox.com//Envy.aspx">Envy</category><author><name>Anonymous</name></author><link>http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=733</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=733</guid><description><![CDATA[ If you friend has a nicer car than you do dont get jealous. pat him on the back for his success and share a beer with him. just remember which beer bottle had the poison in it.<P><I>0 Comments | 0 Advices</I></P> ]]> </description><pubDate>Mon, 17 May 2010 10:38:56 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[ my biggest fear ]]></title><comments>http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=732</comments><category domain="www.brevebox.com//Fear.aspx">Fear</category><author><name>Anonymous</name></author><link>http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=732</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=732</guid><description><![CDATA[ my biggest fear ....

is that one day, my boyfriend will wake up and realise that he does not love me...
i have dreams that wont stop... of him leaving me in the most hurtful way...
leaving me for my sister... for someone i know...
and its never remorseful... it always goes the same way - he never really loved me and he goes out with someone else right in front of me... while i sit in the background in pain watching all this...
what is wrong with me?
how do i stop these dreams?
it feels <P><I>0 Comments | 0 Advices</I></P> ]]> </description><pubDate>Mon, 17 May 2010 10:37:58 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[ The Road Not Taken ]]></title><comments>http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=731</comments><category domain="www.brevebox.com//Failure.aspx">Failure</category><author><name>Anonymous</name></author><link>http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=731</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=731</guid><description><![CDATA[ 

The road not taken by many is definitely mine. That is what I understood when you once took me in your arms to kiss me. I thought I was sure of who I was when I looked you in the eyes. A nature's failure, dad? I had never felt so good but being with her. Some day you'll know that you've been talking of your own daughter. Let's forget all about you and what you said, go back to my almost lover. I like the way you stand, you just look like a penguin to me with your bobble blue and white hat an<P><I>0 Comments | 0 Advices</I></P> ]]> </description><pubDate>Mon, 17 May 2010 10:00:05 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[ My big LIE ]]></title><comments>http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=730</comments><category domain="www.brevebox.com//Lie.aspx">Lie</category><author><name>Anonymous</name></author><link>http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=730</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=730</guid><description><![CDATA[ My entire life is a lie.  My husband used to hate me for staying home with children, so I said i went back to school. The only thing I do is lie.  I just want to go somewhere and start over.  The lying can stop then.  Help!!<P><I>0 Comments | 0 Advices</I></P> ]]> </description><pubDate>Mon, 17 May 2010 09:55:10 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[ I hate my husband ]]></title><comments>http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=729</comments><category domain="www.brevebox.com//Hate.aspx">Hate</category><author><name>Anonymous</name></author><link>http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=729</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=729</guid><description><![CDATA[ I hate my husband. I hate the bastard. Oh I am a Christian woman, but I have about reached the end of my rope. I have wished God's wrath on him on hundreds of occasions, but it seems I'll have to leave him to get any peace in this world. His emotional and psychological abuse of 25 years is about to get the best of me. He's mean to me, our son and has most definitely cheated on me. And he's a jerk to my extended family unless they catch him on a good day. <P><I>0 Comments | 0 Advices</I></P> ]]> </description><pubDate>Mon, 17 May 2010 09:54:13 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[ My alcohol problems ]]></title><comments>http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=728</comments><category domain="www.brevebox.com//BadHabits.aspx">BadHabits</category><author><name>Anonymous</name></author><link>http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=728</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.brevebox.com///Post.aspx?post=728</guid><description><![CDATA[ I am horribly ashamed of myself, its even hard to write my shame to anyone-even strangers. Alcohol has turned me violent, angry, I cry, I yell, I hit,,, Why does this start happening now? I used to be such a happy lighthearted drunk, now I am hell. I hurt people I love and there is no anger inside me while sober, especially toward these people. Still, I drink and then something is unleashed.. I slapped someone in the face yesterday for no reason other than my burning anger within, I yelled at hi<P><I>0 Comments | 1 Advices</I></P> ]]> </description><pubDate>Mon, 17 May 2010 09:51:04 GMT</pubDate></item></channel></rss>