In a war you get rich selling bullets not taking sides. You are forgiven.

Man if we were all judged on our 13 year old selves that'd be a harsh world. Sounds like you have matured quiet a bit.

I don't believe you

You should replace the tide pods when you can plus the offer of a mutually agreeable cold beverage. Friends share. Great friends pay back with a little interest. :)

This sounds fantastic!

You should return unto your girlfriend one Doritos bag and a 7/11 pastry as penance. You will also be a good S.O. go in peace.

My experience with this is limited to Thai hookers. And I don’t really regret that. That was a good time.

Looks like I’m confessing now.

Your penance is to leave extra pennies at the register in gas stations.

You're not the first to tell a big fish story. Seems like a reasonable circumstance to fudge details. As long as the story is really good.

I've done this too. I absolve you of your sin.

Oof. Hopefully some therapy and some healing?

That's tough because kids just say shit. You literally have no filter. I don't think you could have not said it once you made the association which, as unpalatable as it might be as adults, makes sense on a 6 year old level.

I think you are okay here.

Do you have a waifu pillow? I think that's really the gauge for how bad hentai addiction is. Do you still understand reality and relate to those in it?

Hey fellow Redditor. I understand what you are going through. I struggled with suicidal ideation and had a complete breakdown about a year ago. Ended up in in-patient rehab for 45 days. Dealt with a lot of shit but continue to deal with shit. Found out I'm biploar 2 which sort of explains the low.

SI is no easy matter. I hope you have a safety plan and a support network. At a minimum, I order you by the power of the internet to put the national suicide hotline number in your phone: 800-273-8255. And use it if you feel bad or need someone to talk to. You can DM me too if you want.

The stress of your job can be a trigger for SI. I know that well. My job is a lot of my identity and can make me feel great and it can make me feel worthless. I just have to remind myself that I am not my job and the stress that it creates is not me.

Sounds like you paid your debt.

Have you ever considered leaving small things in a store for fun?

Are you still friends with this person? Perhaps you could send them a pack of mechanical pencils. It'd be funny but might make you feel better too.

How was getting caught?

Seems like a much healthier way of looking at things.