I have long been fascinated by the concept of ‘confession’, and wondered whether simply telling a stranger about your ‘sins’ might be psychologically beneficial.
Today we are going to help find out if that is the case. To join in, simply make a ‘confession’ by typing it into the comment box, and then rate whether you feel better or not.
It would be great to have as many people as possible participate. Please make sure that your confessions are true, and feel free to confess to something relatively trivial (such as keeping quiet when you were given too much change in a shop) or more serious (such as having an affair or telling a major lie). And if you do feel like you need to talk to someone about an issue, remember that there are organisations like the Samaritans that are there for you.
OK, here we go…Father Wiseman is ready to hear your confession…….
P.S. Feel free NOT to give your name or email, and remember that your confession will be public!
Update: If you are not on for confessing, feel free to offer advice and forgiveness to those that have (thanks tkcast).
I have a crush on one of my colleagues at work but I am married.
Just ´get´ him once, and shh about it, it´s ok, go on!
I don’t think having a crush is anything to feel guilty about. It happens to everyone. You haven’t had an affair just by having a crush. Be happy!
I confess I am scared to even confess
I cannot comment on anyone’s sins, since I have committed sins in the past, and continue to even without noticing. I would like to offer my blog as a place to anonympously post apologies and forgivenesses for people. It is a new venue I hope you will enjoy. Please allow me the privilege to meet you.
Thanks.
Kiva
2x2forapples.blogspot.com
I once stole money from my best friend.
I cannot comment on anyone’s sins, since I have committed sins in the past, and continue to even without noticing. I would like to offer my blog as a place to anonympously post apologies and forgivenesses for people. It is a new venue I hope you will enjoy. Please allow me the privilege to meet you.
Thanks.
Kiva
2×2forapples.blogspot.com
Once cheated on my wife.
You should beg your wife to cheat on you, that will really help
I’m sorry. That must hurt.
Luckily, once won’t kill either of you.
I performed a “Team Kill” on Call of Duty 4 on-line last night.
hahaha.
That was you!!!!?
Areshole….
Am I not forgiven..? I’ve confessed – surely that makes it OK?
A friend asked me to post a valentines card to a man friend of mine for her but I was jealous so didn’t do it and let her think he ignored it.
She never found out the truth but I still didn’t get the man…ha ha.karma.
I masturbate too much.
That’s not possible.
Unless it’s causing you to lose sleep, neglect work or school, rubbing a hole in your skin, or startling the horses, you are not masturbating too much.
But if you feel bad about it, try to cut back, just to make *yourself* feel better (it’s no one else’s business so don’t change unless YOU want to.)
Otherwise, you’re fine. Don’t worry.
You should add some spice to it and start hopping the furniture
I sometimes wish my family were dead.
We all do sometimes.
That’s the nature of the beast (family).
My boyfriend plans on applying early to college as a junior. And I’ll be happy to see him go.
Don´t forget to pretend to´cry very hard´when he leaves.
What he doesn’t know, won’t hurt him. Let him think that you’ll miss him.
I know I was sexually abused as a youngster, but my memories are clouded as to the specifics. I’ve told those to whom I’ve admitted this that I was raped, and I think I was, but I’m not sure for certain. I feel heinous for calling someone a rapist when I’m not absolutely certain that they were =/
While you may not be able to recall specific memories of an explicit rape, if I were one of the people you told, I would be listening not so much to the exact details of what that child went through (the “you” it happened to as a little girl), but what those memories mean to you today.
In other words, not being able to remember the details is not as important as how the events affected you.
Does that make sense?
P.S. Don’t worry. I would not think you were accusing anyone if you told me what you wrote in the “confession”. It sounds like you’re doing your best to *not* throw accusations around. But you need to take care of that hurt little girl first, ok?
Even if you weren’t raped, clearly the person in question has caused you a lot of pain and confusion and has acted in manipulative ways that have left you with the impression of abuse. For that alone, you have every right to acuse that person of abuse, whatever the specifics are.
As you know, you have the right to be a well balanced and happy person. We are what we make of our lives, not what our lives make of us.
Any sexual act involving a child could be defined as rape, or assault, so don’t feel guilty about having blocked the details out of your mind.
LB,
when you are young, you don’t know what’s right or wrong. So we tend to go along with what happens. If you were there and the sexual action was directed to you, that’s not your fault. and it can be said that yes you were sexually abused.
A-n-y-t-h-i-n-g sexual an adult does to a child is assault.
Even if it’s not “sex” per se. Even if it’s an unwanted hug…or kiss…or …fill-in-the-blank with ANY non-intercourse sexual behavior.
A child CANNOT “give” consent. PERIOD. No exceptions.
A child is not capable of making a reasoned sexual decision…they do not have the experience to make adult decisions.
Any adult who does anything sexual to a child is using either implicit or explicit force.
Even if a child “enjoys” an experience perpetrated by someone older or stronger or in a position of power or authority, it is coersion and it is abuse and it is WRONG.
I dug out my boyfriend’s ex’s breakup note from the trash and taped it back together to said what she wrote.
I dug out my boyfriend’s ex’s breakup note from the trash and taped it back together to see what she wrote.
What’d she say???
Your new girlfriend is a right nosey b*tch!
Oh be careful, “curiosity killed a cat”.
Once pretended that I had a walking problem to get a disabled seat on a busy bus.
I guess as long as there was a seat available, no harm done. so if a disabled person got on the bus, would you have given up your seat? That’s the mark of a good person right there. I DO have trouble walking and standing, so your gesture would be appreciated. Don’t feel badly about being human, though. we all do uncool things.
I once stole a bottle of vodka from someone i had just met.
Prolly did ‘em a favor. Maybe, ya never know. Steal more vodka! I’ll be at the beach later and we can hook up.
Grey Goose please!
my ‘confession’ is that i dont believe in the concept of sin!
Me too. Roast baby legs for dinner tonight!
Travis….your mission is to robb a bank for me tonight!
Me neither.
Devilicious – just because I don’t believe in sin doesn’t mean I don’t believe in right and wrong. I am not about to rob a bank, or go a spree of murders or any other atrocities that i could potentially do if i wanted to.
I believe that people should make good decisions in life, but not that they should be punished or even neccesarily judged on their actions forever.
Things done 20+ years ago may well have no bearing on the persons current character. Although I havn’t yet lived that long, so perhaps I cannot tell, but then again, perhaps i can tell better than most. Who knows.
For a time, I was having something with a girl while she was in a relationship with another guy. Once we ended up the three of us, together with a group of other friends, going out for dinner. She was of course sitting next to him, kissing him, and acting like a couple. This actually made me feel good, as I was thinking: “you know, she might be your girlfriend, but I’m having sex with her tonight”. And I did.
This makes me lol ^^If Her boyfriends’ a dick, don’t feel guilty. If he’s nice, then yeah you do have something to confess about
I don’t want my job, I don’t like most people, and I wish I were dead.
Oh yeah, confession: my father died a couple years ago and I don’t really care.
I have been cruel to some people. That’s what I really regret.
It’s ok not to miss your father. And I’m sorry you’ve been cruel to people.
I think we all have at some point; I know I regret the cruelty in handed on to the child further down the pecking order than me in junior high school. Experiencing the pain myself could have made me kind so I am doubly sorry I repeated the offense on someone even less able to withstand it, but I’ve learned better now.
I hope the coming years are kind to you and that you can find comfort (and can pass it on.)
Take good care,
nobody gains anything by you being dead, if you regret being cruel, why not do something about it. Do something good for someone, anyone, make something better of your life. Why not? If it helps, track down the people you have hurt, and help them. If you didn’t like your father, well he’s dead now, he’s not going to know.
I don’t really feel any better having confessed. Maybe it’s not much of a confession though.
I’m gay and my parents don’t know :S
I confessed to being Bi last year to my parents, they where really cool about it.
And you don’t EVER need to tell them. Eventually, they will get the drift.
None of their business, is it?
I should have written that as a statement:
It’s none of their business.
I too am gay, and whilst I did tell my parents the whole “coming out” thing angers and frustrates me. Telling people in that kind of way suggests that you are not “normal”, as “normal” heterosexual people don’t sit their family or friends down and tell them they’re straight, it’s just assumed most of the time.
Clearly I do think that gay people are normal, and am merely highlighting the ridiculousness of the process of “coming out”.
Because of this, I now don’t tell people, as such, and go about it in a much more natural way, such as it cropping up in a conversation or introducing people to my partner (if I had one!)
Hope this helps, although the parents can be a little trickier than friends or other family members.
CH, I’m with you.
I’m straight but I just don’t see the point of “coming out” — it’s a Sword of Damocles hanging over a kid’s head for no good reason.
Go live your life. The parents will eventually notice (or not) that you’re not getting involved with the opposite sex.
If they ask nicely, respond generously. If they ask rudely, politely explain that you don’t want to discuss such a private matter with them.
They only have any say at all if you’re dependent upon them. In the case of a minor, it may do well to keep quiet if you sense it would not be a welcome revelation. After you’re an adult, ’tis none of their concern.
I just told my parents about being bi because I didn’t want them to be shocked when my girlfriend showed up a couple of minutes later wanting a kiss.
There’s nothing strange about being gay, it’s just that we, sadly, still live in a society that sees it as wrong.
There are people out there, like myself, that just don’t care about who people love, but for some reason, there are also people who want to stick their noses into such sacred things as love. Those people make me sick to my stomach. But I guess there has to be an opposite to everything.
Like everyone else said… Live your life without worrying what they’ll think.
-Invictus
I can’t know what’s that like – im not gay. I don’t have a problem with gay people, and your parents will probably understand. On the other hand, its also possible that they won’t. I’m sure you can probably guess their reaction. Even if you don’t want to tell your parents, I would tell as many other people as you feel comfortable telling. If your parents are homophobic, then they will probably be much more comfortable with the situation if everyone already knows, and theirs nothing they can do.
I was about to write a confession down, but thinking about it made me feel a lot worse. So I’m not going to anymore.
That’s the worst thing you could do! I bet you you’ll feel alot better for saying it.
I’m actually a Furry, but I’m in denial.
Also, once I broke a fence post by leaning into it. Instead of letting the owner know, I ran away from the scene.
I think a big part of confession is being officially forgiven by a person with the authority to do so. As a former Catholic, I’ve got some experience with confession, and I must say that after the very first confession I felt like I was about to lift off and fly away. I guess it was a mix of relief about it being over and done with (preparing for it had been more nerve-wracking than any exam) and being forgiven.
When I thought about confessing, it didn’t appeal to me either.
Now, being ABSOLVED, *that* appeals to me!
But reliving my guilt, no, that seems just needlessly hurtful to someone I think is really a pretty good person (me!) I’m a long shot from perfect but intentionally recalling acts I can’t take change? No thanks. I’ll keep the lesson but lose the excruciation of reliving it.
Yes, you are right.
I thought about this experiment and it seems to me not the same as a “real” confession…
Now I know the reason: There is no “official” who may absolve me!
I have to say i have to disagree that an official has to forgive your ‘sin’. Certainly in a religous way. If you take the official to be the person the sin was committed to, then yes, that would be a big help, but it is not always possible.
I don’t think I will ever like my sister
You can use all her make-up, go on.
If you’re 14, the answer is, “Who knows? The story’s not over by a long shot.”
If you’re 54, the answer is, “Maybe you’re right.”
Either way, it’s ok. Sometimes life turns out that way. Some sisters aren’t very likable. Some sisters are likable by everyone but you. We all have our quirks. Do your best and call it a day.
hun, i am 48 and don’t like my sister or should i say she doesn’t like me? for years i tried to get along with her, i cowed down to her jugemental and grudge-bearing attitudes, went out of my way to do things for her and her kids with what little i had and still it was never good enough. she always plays the victim, everything in her life that is wrong is everyone else’s fault. she is vindictive and nasty and an alcoholic on top of it all.
there is no law that decrees that you must like or even love a family member. if you guys do not get along and she makes you miserable, then move on and do not allow her to mess with you head or your life. you’ll be happier for it.
oh and don’t let other family members tell you how you should feel or guilt you into having to socoalize or connect with her, for years my mom would get so upset and push me to keep trying.
she never “saw” what my sister was like; that is until recently when i moved to my new home. my sister behaved so badly and was so nasty and catty, my mom finally understood and has let me alone about it. now she feels badly for not seeing it sooner and insisting that i keep on taking her abuse to keep the peace.
i feel vindicated and free now.
I think sharing secrets are good for the soul. I very recently launched a “Confessional” for the regional lesbian blog that I’m running, and the response has been good. It is similar to Postsecret, but more local (all of the girls who are confessing probably know each other). Here’s a link to this month’s confessional http://www.capetownlesbians.co.za/ctl-confessional/192-ctl-confessional-september-2009.html
I lie too much… and everybody seems to believe me
This is another one of your filthy lies isn’t it! You’re not fooling me!
Dude, try to change now. Don’t indulge in it anymore. Stop (or at least slow down) while you still can.
It’s not a game, real people can be hurt.
You must do what you can to alter your behavior before it becomes too natural for you — because it will come back to haunt you when people no longer trust you.
If you know the definition of ´too much´, then you know you worry ´too much´
I used to lie a lot. It’s a habit. The more you indulge it the worse it gets. I consider myself a recovered liar. Of course, you do have to take my word for it which is problematic. : )
I only seek out married women to have meaninless sex with, as I know they won’t want anything more. I’m married too though.
That’s really tragic on so many levels. How utterly barren a landscape.
Why don’t you try to find help? You are jeopardizing so many people — not to mention yourself — but innocents as well.
Have you ever wondered, if your wife may be having her flings too?
“What goes around, comes around”.
It takes two, don’t forget.
people think i listen to them but i really don’t….they really think i care about their problems but i don’t cause they don’t give a damn about mine….
Curious:
Why bother with the charade then?
What’s the payoff?
I couldn’t be bothered with work so i made up a story about the house being burgled
I have lied to a good friend, though i promised to tell the truth and he never suspected anything..
Do ten push-ups and you´ll be feeling better.
you’re never going to be at peace until you tell them the truth. I would get it out of the way now if i were you.
I just got my results from college, and didn’t get a first, I know I’ve still done well but I’m incredibly disappointed
I know it’s hard, but let it go.
You won’t regret it.
I think that it’s the nature of a confession being a private thing, sharing your secret with another individual knowing that it won’t go any further, that gives it the power that it has. Posting a ‘confession’ publicly isn’t, to me at least, a confession….it’s more akin to wearing a bag over your head and shouting in Trafalgar Square.
Let me know when your in Trafalgar Square with the bag over your head, i´ll be watching and forgiving you.
p.s I’ve read about Pennebaker’s technique of how you have to concentrate on the emotions and facts of an event, kind of like a diary, leaving you feeling drained and unhappy and vulnerable, but in the long run, the studies show that his techniques made people feel better (and weirdly, they had better immune systems…)
OK here goes. I have been trapped in a violent/manipulative & destructive relationship for many many years. When I try to leave my partner attempts suicide. He was abused as a child. He made indecent advances on a young girl when drunk, which led to him taking an overdose. I had an affair very close to home, which upset a lot of people which I feel very guilty for. Very frightened of what my parnter is capable of and think he needs psychiatric help. I hate myself for not being able to to have the courage to leave. Propable best to leave it there. Do I feel better? Nope, I have opened boxes that I most fear opening & feel tearful but numb.
as a result. I know I do know that it is necessary to open up boxes & clear them out if I ever want to move on. The ONLY reason I told you.
please reach out and talk to someone about this, samaritans or womens refuge type organizations are there to listen and support you, u shouldnt have to clear through the boxes alone. good luck x.
You are right to fear him; he has proven he’s dangerous.
BUT, seek help…quietly, without raising suspicions, but get help. Call women’s centers, go online, do whatever it takes to find help.
You’re not alone. It IS frightening, but people HAVE gotten out, and they have made better livees for themselves and others, too.
Take heart, be courageous, be smart. But do it.
Sweetheart, in a realtionship like this you put YOURSELF first. Seek help as there is all kinds out there. Distance yourself from him. You can do it.
You deserve better. You’re worth more than this. Don’t put your life on hold for him, you’ve done enough for him.
if someone is determined to kill themself, they will succeed and it won’t be anyone’s ‘fault’. Their choice. Ask suicide hotline staff about this.
I checked my parents’ browser log and found porn
That’s not really your confession….
He confessed to snooping.
And knock it off. They’re grown-ups and they get to decide if they want to look at sexually explicit material.
If You order your parents a nice gigolo for the weekend as a surprise, you wont feel guilty anymore for snooping about.
I have been very lax in getting a share of my late parent’s estate to the people who deserve it. I control it, and have done nothing but languish for years, much to my shame and my friends’ shame. It’s affecting every aspect of life and seems to drain the colour out of the world.
(I think I know why this works, at least for me)
Every day is a new day. Forget about how you feel guilty for the past – what can you do to make it better now? You’ll feel wonderful after you sort it.
I am a terrible brother
There is a ´nice sister´ here on the blog, pm her and hook-up?
That doesn’t have to be permanent. You can change (or decide you’re not really so bad.)
I confess I that when I was a wee lad going to school didn’t really walk uphill both ways in the snow.
and in bare feet or some form of inappropriate footwear, for five miles…
i got the same story growing up too. now we have to explain life before ipods, cellphones and the internet to our kids.
in my day we had to hand write a letter, walk to the post office, buy a stamp and mail it
or
we had to listen to records on a 33&1/3 turntable or a.m. transistor radio
or
go to a library to do research for a project etc. etc. LOL!
I’m really procrastinating
So do I
Just do the thing that has do be done!
Do not continue to read until you have done it!
Isn´t that nice? Next time plug an extra day to it, lighten up.
I lie about what I actually do for a living to many of my friends with better jobs.
If they are your friends, they should accept you for what you are and do for a living.
As an excatholic, I’m (painfully) aware that confessing makes absbolutely no difference to the way I feel about a situtation, whether or not I get absolution/forgiven…
You’re confessing that there’s no point to confess?
I have finally found the man of my dreams. He is everything I have ever wanted & I love him very much. Problem is he is married as am I. I would drop everything to be with him but know he will never leave his wife.
He is the man of your dreams untill he is actually going to be with you, then he becomes like your current husband. Something to think about…
Let me get this straight. Both of you are married and know it. He is the man of your dreams, because……..you respect his ‘dishonesty’ and he respects ‘yours’? Wishing you success in your dishonest relationship.
This is a dead end for you both so just walk away–quickly and firmly.
i just read all these confessions and realised i’m not alone, so yes i feel better
i wondered about that too – jermy kyle et al can serve a similar purpose i guess although this medium lets us think that the transgressors are more like ‘us’
oh, my confession? yeh right . . .
jeremy kyle?
I think Confession works because your mind has this idea that you are accepting your mistake/wrong doing 2 god or some1 in gods place and more importantly with someone whom u TRUST(Sometimes it might be blind). Dont think it will work here .
Sometimes talking stuff helps with someone who you think you can trust . Psychiatrist are different in this regard .
I had one of my testicles removed – no one knows.
Did the removal yourself?
I collect testicles! Move it willie!
And nobody needs to know either.
Unless you decide to tell them, that’s exactly the sort of thing that is up to the individual to decide when or where or even if to tell anyone—ever!
No big deal.Should not materially affect your ability to be sexually active or have children.Try not to let it weigh on you.
I have nothing but contempt for government offices of any kind.
Your on the right way, what´s your problem?
Even though I joke about it with my friends, I’m terrified I will end up like the crazy cat lady. All alone.
Well at least you have some control over whether or not you decide to become a crazy old cat lady.
It’s one of those things that, if you’re rational enough to know you don’t want to be like that, you’re probably rational enough to know how to prevent it, too.
You’ll do fine.
(And stay close to your friends. You can probably trust them with this one and they’ll still love you, and you won’t be so scared anymore.)
oh oh, i have 4 cats, i am single and i can’t stand the neighbours children, LOL! is that where i’m headed???
trust me i will end up being the old lady that kids dare each other to ring my door bell and run away when i come out brandishing a broom
I’ve decided I’ll become the old crazy snake lady. I prefer snakes over cats, so yeah…
I sometimes make up white lie to save my ass from criticism.
Ohhh thats really bad! there´s no helping you now sorry.
I secretly think that the underclasses should not be permitted to parent children.
You’re not too good at keeping it a secret. Do you reckon that we should kill all of the intolerant people too?
It´s ok, donate all your money to the underclasses and you´ll be forgiven.
I think we all struggle against stereotypes — either conforming to one or mindlessly acting on them.
But keep up the fight. Don’t want irrational ideas to keep a toe hold.
In that case, please support:
Harlem Children’s Zone
http://www.hcz.org/
woah. Whats makes you thinks you are so much better than them? I would in fact say that if you think that, most people are cleverer than you.
I sit in work and read eBooks when i am meant to be working.
I want to ask my girlfriend to marry me but i can’t get enough money togther to by a ring. i can’t tell her this because i don’t want her to know. When she talk about us getting maried i try to divert the conversation, which only upsets her and makes her think that i don’t care about our future.
I feel awful.
Just do it. Money doesn’t equal love. By a cheaper one and promise her a better one later so that way you don’t lose her.
Spend a fun day with her and spring for a vending machine ring at the end of it. Propose to her with it. If you two love each other, you just need each other – not an expensive ring.
It’s really great that you want to marry her! I really want my boyfriend to propose, but he is penniless, and I don’t care. What I want is something meaningful and romantic. If he made me a paper origami ring, in a paper box, then sprung a massive surprise (a free one), maybe take me to a beautiful park, at night, filled with candles, and maybe even someone playing music nearby, and a table with food, and then he gets down on one knee… I would be the happiest woman alive. It’s romance, love, surprise, and a genuine intention that counts for me, not money.
You know what else, the diamond trade ruins peoples lives, money spent on diamond rings goes into the pockets of unbelievably greedy, cowardly people. Look it up to find out more.
Mom’s suffering from mental illness issues and slid down so far that finally she’s getting help from the state. Part of me is happy, but part is very angry with her and with the system for not recognizing her problems and getting her help sooner. And a larger part of me than I like to admit is glad she’s going through so much misery now, because of the unhappiness she caused me as a child. I never knew what it was like to grow up with a sane parent.
dont feel guilty for those thoughts, every child deserves the chance to be a kid, u are right to be angry you missed out on a ‘normal’ upbringing. just be sure if u have kids that u dont take it out on them.
Years ago I shoplifted from the college book exchange and I certainly didn’t need to. I’m so far from that person now, I think, that it rarely comes to mind.
Donate something back to them now. They’re certainly not going to prosecute you for something that happened years ago, and are bound to be glad of the donation. Help someone out now.
My insomnia has led to an alcohol addiction.
Try and get more sleep.
Get help for both illnesses. There are treatments available. No guarantees, but better than circling the drain.
I’m an Athiest that hates Richard Dawkins because he’s so preachy. Is that wrong?
You’re not the only one
That’s bad. Very bad. You should repent!
There’s probably no Richard Dawkins. Now stop worrying and enjoy your life.
No, that’s a completely natural reaction IMHO.
Rational response.Right doesn’t equal attractive.
Love the “preachy”.
hell no! he can be just as fanatical as the extremist christian right! there are extremists in every doctrine that can make all look bad. personally i like sam harris, though i am not an atheist.
most of my family dont know im a reasonably well known porn star in my country. They think they know the extent of it, but they have no idea!
Go on. Continue please.
If you like your work, then you shouldn’t be ashamed to tell them! Although i can understand why you might not want to. If you are ashamed of what you do, then maybe its time to look for another job.
I first watched porn when I was 6 years old.
And yes, I masturbate too much.
Masturbation’s OK as long as you keep it in hand!
As long as you’re not masturbating 6 year olds you’re fine.
I’m scared that I don’t have what it takes to get through med school, but I don’t want to disappoint the people who have seen me through it this far.
You have what it takes! keep working hard!
Never worry about disappointing anyone. So long as you know in yourself you are giving your best effort then whatever happens be proud you gave it a go.
I have caused four people to cheat on their significant others.
I have the urge for constant movement, I want to travel, see the world in my own time. But I have commitments, but every day I just want to up and leave but I know I can’t.
I am also a compulsive liar.
That last sentence kind of detracts all value from everything you said before it!
You sound like someone who would benefit from some insight into why you do things like this and why you feel the way you do. Why don’t you try therapy?
A hooker stole my credit card and I have since claimed I must have left it an ATM. It didn’t bother me telling the bank that, but I felt kind of bad lying to my friends and family. Probably would have felt worse telling the truth though.
Why did you even bother telling the bank that?
i know my boyfriend (of 10yrs) loves me more than i love him. i worry i may stray if i get a better offer
How hott are ya?
out of his league
If he’s a GOOD man, there may be NO “better offer” on the face of the planet.If he loves you even knowing you’re this shallow (and after 10 yrs, he’s gotta know),you should be worshipping HIM for putting up with you.Using him for a placeholder is mean.Sounds like you’re outta your league w/this nice fella. LOL
I frequently lie in the confessional to shock the priest! no that was I lie too, I’m an atheist – and one that doesn’t believe in the whole cocept of confession – especially not public ones so nothing from me here!
“I frequently lie in the confessional to shock the priest! ”
What a wonderful idea!
Thanks!
I’m gonna go to a catholic church right now and confess in the spirit of ‘the aristocrats’! —> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0HW4mPZmKPM
I’d like to add that I don’t believe in replying to people’s comments.
I’ve cheated my girlfriend 4 times in 4 years. Sometimes I regret about that, but when she doesn’t want to have sex with me (or she isn’t in the mood to fulfill my fantasies) i feel that i’ve done the right thing. It’s a very selfish feeling. However, i will not tell anything her, of course.
Break up with your GF & do whatever the h*ll you want.
She’s being honest with you and you’re lying through your teeth while you’re putting her in jeopardy.
Get out, y’ selfish chicken.
I collect testicles, can i have your Willy after you confessed to your girlfriend?
I’ve taken the last 10 months off work and have loved doing nothing. I don’t want to find a job, I just want read good books, surf the web for news of the weird and lie around and do nothing.
Who doesn’t.
Actually, Willie, I don’t. I have been off work for over a year due to very serious and chronic psychiatric problems. If I’m not back before the end of this year, possibly earlier, I’ll lose my job.
I hate it. I can feel my mind atrophying a little more every day, and I gave an IQ of 148 (or rather, I did). Furthermore, I feel socially isolated.
But it is just not practictable – indeed, possible – to return, as my head is a mess. I am socially inept and utterly incapable of fulfilling even the basic duties of my job.
My confession: I had a spell of kleptomania as a child, and I got a real kick out of it. Yes, I am ashamed and no, I don’t feel better.
I live simply, work occasionally, live off savings and a little debt for now, but I’m like you: I like not working and worrying.
People think less of you when you tell them, and I hate that, but yep, I’m witchew. Much nicer to need less than to work more.
I’m finishing my undergrad studies this year and i’m really really scared about the future. I don’t know what to do? Do i take a master degree? If so, where? Here (a relatively poor school but i will stay closer to my family, live in my home, it would be a lot cheaper) or at better places, living alone? oh god, sometimes i feel to weak to decide simple things like that. I’m afraid of making the wrong choice.
take a year out, live a bit, take timme to reflect, rushing it all is a mistake too
Nobody knows what would be best for you to do. But just so you know, this isn’t a simple choice, it’s a big choice, of the kind that most people find challenging to make. Also, and very importantly, there is no such thing as a ‘right’ or ‘wrong’ choice. Ha! Wish I could accept that myself. Sending love
I once pushed over a portable toilet on a construction site one New Year’s Eve.
I did that once in the daytime with someone in it, a co-worker on a construction site. I would have prolly got my butt kicked if there weren’t 5-6 of us that did it. That was a long long time ago but I still feel a little bad about it. But it was funnier than ****! LOL! Now I feel bad again………
hehehe
We have too many pets (6 dogs, 3 cats) Sometimes I want to just give them away to other good homes.
Noble intentions sometimes wind us up in hard places.
I know.
I acted along with a hypnotist’s show right to the very end, even though I knew exactly what I was doing and haven’t told anyone. It still annoys me when people laugh at me being hypnotised because I want to tell them I wasn’t, I was just drunk and played along for a laugh.
You’re not alone, lots of people do that because of social pressure to conform on stage. Nobody wants to be known as the guy who ruined the show.
Seriously, why don’t you tell ‘em? You were out drinkin’ and havin a good time. big deal.
I think I’m addicted to the internet.
Get help early. Don’t wait for it to get better on its own — intervene, even if you just make yourself do something.
If you can do it alone, great! Then you can sleep at night knowing you have strategies you can use to stay in control.
If you can’t do it alone, then you KNOW you need help.
I once slept with a college teacher while I was taking his class. I got an A – but in fairness to me I was getting an A before that too.
The A you achieved before you slept with the teacher may have been part of the grooming process.
We once did an experiment with maggots in biology (to get them to follow light or something) it was lunch-break after biology. I can’t remember why but I had “liberated” 10 or so maggots which I then decided to released into the white rice as I walked down the dinner line.
Umm… I think I do feel a little bit better now that’s out in the open.
I cut myself when I can’t cope with whatever extreme emotion I’m feeling. It really helps and if there were no scars I’d not be ashamed of it. Nobody knows though.
Don’t think people don’t know. They probably know somethin is wrong but don’t know how to help. Cutting is alot more common than it used to be — go get help so it doesn’t get worse and so other people can quit being worried for you.
I often leave work early when no-one will notice because I really hate my job and am also depressed.
When people are depressed they feel this way. If you sought treatment for your depression, you might find its not the job’s fault, your chemical balance just needed a bit of help, a tweak.
Depression is not a character flaw, its a chemical imbalance. Once its sorted, you will find that things that you hate may not be so bad after all, or that you can tolerate them until you succeed in getting something better.
When I was a student, I spat in a fashion agent’s coffee. The capuccino machine wasn’t frothing properly and she gave me a row in front of a client for the piss-weak froth. I tried again and this time I added some of my own froth for good measure. According to her it was ‘MUCH better’.
Father Wiseman, I do not believe in sin and try to live my life as best I can. I do have this problem with my father, however. He constantly hurts me and others with derogatory remarks, seeking out the worst aspects of events and conditions and gruffly dispelling good moods whenever he comes across them. I don’t even think he’s trying to be mean – he’s just a natural killjoy.
I wish I could remove him from my life…
You’re probably right, that’s just how he is most likely.
Don’t let it change YOU.
You keep being joyful!
Soon enough you’ll be able to put physical distance or emotional “insulation” between you and him once you’re an adult. You can then start having a more peer-like relationship where you don’t let him rain on your parade or you can take your parade somewhere else.
It took me a good 10-20 years to finally iron out something with my dad but ours was a tough one.
You’ll do fine eventually — and you have a great start with the healthy attitude you arleady have.
Thank you for those encouraging words!
I really appreciate it!
I’ve had sex with a good friend’s GF. Several times.
What!? No absolution? I want my money back!
I wouldn’t call YOU a good friend.
We’re good friends. We share *everything*!
My wife of 14 years says I’m a good person, but she doesn’t love me, and hasn’t for years. I’ve been trying for months to convince her that we’re better off together, but I’m losing interest, and am starting to think I’d rather split up. I feel sorry for the upheaval it would cause for our kids.
Is she threatening to leave?
Sounds like a classic case of “I love you” BUT “I’m not in love with you”.
Have you heard the old adage “absence makes the heart grow fonder”?
Perhaps the consideration of a ‘trial separation’ is in order to determine which way this marriage is really headed.
In summary, from a woman’s point of view; she too probably hasn’t left because she is concerned about your children.
“Should I Stay Or Go? : How Controlled Separation (CS) Can Save Your Marriage” by Lee Raffel
EXCELLENT book. Can help save your marriage! or help you decide to mercifully end it.
i once had sex with a married man, and it weren’t even great sex! never do that again…!?
It wasn’t your husband was it?
Yep. Never do that again. Poor risk-to-benefit ratio. Don’t start out with someone with a Do Not Touch sign around their neck. Dumb.
This summer, after years of being in love with this girl I met in high school, I finally told her. She immediately initiated sex in this incredibly romantic setting. It was everything I ever wanted and dreamt about for seven years
… and I couldn’t get it up.
We fooled around for hours and I’d get hard for like a minute and then It’d go away. I just couldn’t get turned on. WTF.
The experience was so embarrassing that I’ve been avoiding her for three months. What’s worse is that I’m pretty sure I’m scared of having sex now. Every time I think about having sex I get horrible flashbacks from that night. So not only am I depressed for having completely screwed up a possible relationship with the girl of my dreams, now I fear I’ll never be with a woman again.
Life can really suck sometimes.
That is far far more common than admitted, you were over anxious, nothing more.
Happens to the best of them. You won’t believe it right now, but what happened to you has happened to a LOT of guys. REALLY.
Don’t avoid her. Talk to her and talk about what happened. Do NOT wait.
Do whatever you have to to allay your fears — go to a doctor, get therapy, do research, but DO something so you don’t get stuck in a dumb endless loop about somethin soooooo common.
If you love her, fight for the relationship!
Really, this is common. I am female, and I am in my third relationship now. In all three cases it didn’t ‘work’ at the first time (and not at the second, either). I didn’t give a shit because sex gives a lot of pleasure in other respects, and because it wasn’t only about sex anyway. By the way, I could also have felt miserable about it (I was not able to turn him on properly he didn’t get it up, I feel sooooo ahamed and never want to see him again) – and I never did! All three men also felt awkward about it, but we talked about it. And then we had fun and tried again, and again, and after some time it started working, and finally worked in 90% of the cases. So have courage!
Wait ’til ya can’t get it down! That’s much more embarrassing. In public anyways…
I wish I could stop caring about things that are “none of my business” to care about.
Not much of a confession, but needed to be said.
I’m pretty sure when I got laid off my last job, it was really a firing in disguise.
You may be right.
But hey, you got lucky: looks better on the ol’ resume’, eh?
Looks like you get a free Do-Over.
Count your blessings.
After a year apart (I used the opportunity to ruthlessly advance my career, live abroad, generally have a jolly old time) I ‘forgave’ my husband for having an affair – without ever confessing to him that I’d been having a string of mostly alcohol-fuelled one-night stands for the previous 2 years. That was nearly 10 years ago, we now have 2 children and he still has no idea.
Good. I’d keep it that way, too.
I cheated on my husband twice in the space of 6 years. The first time was because I caught him having affairs with people on the internet. The second time was because he treated me awfully and I fell out of love with him, and in love with someone else. I left my husband and then the new man I love turned into a more horrible person than my husband had ever been. I don’t regret any of it because going through all the pain made me a stronger person inside.
Karen! Is that you?
I’m getting a perverse enjoyment out of reading other people’s darkest thoughts, and no, I don’t feel any different for having made the confession
yes, I can second this
I was raped by an exboyfriend when I was 15. He thought it was funny to physically and mental hurt me. Yet I still loved him and stayed with him for 18 months.
I am so sorry!!!!
I hope you got help so nothing like that can ever happen again!!!!!
What a despicable boy. I’m sooooo sorry.
I hope you went into counseling and have begun healing.
Much love,
Thanks to this blog I’m considering starting an anonymous twitter account, simply to be able to secretly confess without anyone knowing who I am. I think it would be a good way to find release.
I’ve lied on every one of Richard Wiseman’s online studies, skewing the results.
Kidding!
One time back when I was still in school this kid brought in some coins for show and tell. They were mint condition collector coins sealed in a plastic case, “never before touched by man”, so he told us. Every single one has one of my fingerprints on it.
I’ve been dating, though not committed to, a guy (#1) I really like for a few weeks. However, this last weekend, I slept with a different guy (#2), who I like as a friend, but don’t have much attachment to. Before sleeping with Guy #2, I got the distinct feeling I really didn’t want to do so because of my fondness for Guy #1, but I did it anyway.
I feel awful, even though I didn’t technically cheat on Guy #1. Aside from feeling like I did him a disservice, I also feel like I cheated on my instincts and my own needs. I slept with someone just because they wanted to sleep with me.
Worst of all, it wasn’t worth it.
I didn’t feel different after posting this. However, I plan to talk to Guy #1 about this, and I suspect I’ll feel better after talking to him. Will report back.
I wouldn’t burden guy #1 with it. You’ll feel better. Will he?
You’re probably right, but I believe in owning up to my mistakes, and I believe in truth in advertising. If I really do want something to happen with Guy #1, I feel like I owe him honesty in this. Also, I’m terrified that if I keep it a secret, I’ll just keep pulling crap like this.
Then again, perhaps all I really want is definition in how I relate to Guy #1. Not necessarily a commitment, but rules of behavior. I really do like him. I don’t want to screw this up.
It’s not truth in advertizing!
You weren’t in a committed relationship with #1.
YOU have issues to work out, but NOT with HIM, with yourself (not the least of which is having sex with someone because they wanted, not because both of you wanted it.)
#1 doesn’t want or need your confession; he’s an innocent bystander you’re threatening to drip guilt and angst all over.
YOU need a counselor to help YOU sort out YOUR issues before you accidentally get other people messy.
As a teenager I used to scratch myself with knives and scissors. It was a cry for help and attention. That was ten years ago but there have been times I’ve struggled to keep from doing it again.
Me too.
Me three. I feel like I’ve got better at coping sometimes but no less in need of help.
I used to cut too, but I don’t now. I haven’t been seriously tempted to in years. The pain can be expressed more constructively then by you causing yourself pain. Use that energy for cutting and bloodletting to start doing what you can to fix the stuff that is making you want to cut.
I’m an atheist. I was raised in a conservative Muslim family. When my mother noticed that I stopped praying, she confronted me. She was so shocked at what she was hearing she cried and wanted to disown me. The next day she asked me if I’ll go back to praying and being a proper Muslim. I said yes I will. I lied and am praying in a god I don’t believe in to keep things quiet and make my mother happy.
I’ve been an atheist for 13 years and I still haven’t told my parents, because I don’t want to hurt their feelings.
Eventually, what you believe will be your own damn business.
Until then, do whatever you have to do to keep them from wigging out.
Breaking the bonds of tradition in favour of reason can be very difficult for people to understand.
Be strong and stand up for what you believe.
In the heat of the moment people say words like “disown” and “hate” without truly meaning what they say.
I don’t think anybody should be ashamed of being an atheist.
Boy that I can relate to too well. For some reason its so much harder when youre from a Muslim family. I wouldnt call myself an atheist, but I consider the whole concept with too much cynicism. A confession would be that I have fake-prayed to get Ma off my case. Its easier when there is a prayer mat and beads. Sigh. Good knowing im not alone though :s
Sometimes I quite enjoy it when bad things happen to other people – it makes the day more exciting.
I had an online friendship that resulted in several thousand emails over two and a half years (we had an affinity). I loved her and she loved me I think (though we never seriously typed the words). We met twice; in a public place. It was wonderful. It was all wonderful. But we are both married with kids (to other people). We never cheated in the carnal sense (it was public place and wouldn’t have anyway…) but we did kiss and it was definitely a betrayal of our spouses. Her husband found out and I agreed to meet him and his shitty brother (the husband is a good man). His twat of a brother tried to scare me with talk of subpoenas and sexual assault crap. In the car park afterward the husband offered his hand but sneakily slapped me instead. I said, “do it again if you like”, he did but not hard enough – I had to pretend it hurt for his sake (that’s how nice a person I am). It all stopped there some months ago. No contact since. But I am unable to stop thinking about her, which is making me constantly shout “Fuck it!” and “Aaaaarrghhh!” while driving. I obviously have no one to talk to about it and it’s not really very funny.
Wish I had The Answer for you. I’m so sorry I don’t. If wishing you well is comfort, take heart!
I killed my ex’s dog after he made me miscarry!!!
That wasn’t nice, to hurt an innocent animal.
I’m not worried a bit about how you hurt the ex, but do that to a pup…..
That’s really awful. I guess you have evidence that it was the dog’s fault? Or did you focus all blame on him to absolve all other? Poor dog had no idea that he committed such an act. The dog was not inherently evil.
wow, thats just cruel. it was an innocent animal, why?! its not like the dog had a premeditated plan to carry out. what happened? did he jump on you, or trip you? how is it the dogs fault? unless the thing mauled you and you were fearing for your life, then you had no excuse for that behaviour. you need to get some serious help from a professional, no normal person reacts in such a way.
When I read the original confession, I thought she killed the dog to get revenge on the boyfriend because she blamed the boyfriend for the miscarriage.
I figured a lot more men cause fetal harm than dogs, so that scenario was at least a possibility.
Look at it one way: a woman who feels powerless or trapped in a violent relationship so she lashes out at something weaker & even more vulnerable than she is because she knows she can’t confront the violent boyfriend (the boyfriend already has proven he’s dangerous as hell, the dog couldn’t stop her or get back at her.)
Particularly if hurting the weaker dog would vicariously wound the boyfriend. See? She would get to feel in control of something AND the boyfriend would be deeply hurt. Voila! She feels like she’s evened the score.
At least that’s how I thought she might experience it. Sick? Yeah, ok, sure. Likely? Well…….theory held water to me.
It really wasn’t clearly worded so both interpretations are possible.
No matter which it is, tho’, I think she needs help because she killing animals.
I’m bisexual and nobody knows, including my spouse.
I wouldn’t bet on them not knowing. They may only suspect, but I bet it’s not as secret as you think…
I think most people are.
I have finally found the man of my dreams. He is everything I have ever wanted & I love him very much. Problem is he is married. I know he will never leave his wife.
Run!!!! You’re playing with fire. Stop!!!!
I have the same sin as others have posted here: I love a man who is not my husband and who is also married to someone else. I don’t think he knows and I doubt he feels the same way. I still love my husband and would never cheat on him, but I still feel as if I have betrayed him and our marriage vows.
My colleagues don’t know that I am leaving my job in 3 months. My attitude here is one, now, of just getting through to the end. I’m a teacher though and I feel guilty that no matter how hard I try – I won’t be giving these kids my full.
My sister had 2 abortions. I’m an atheist but I still think it’s wrong. She doesn’t think I know about them and I resent her a little for having them.
If you’re an atheist, why would you resent her 2 abortions?
Do you think she got pregnant intentionally? I’m thinking she probably made a mistake or had contraceptives fail and wishes she hadn’t been preganant at all.
So I’m wondering if there is a way to turn your resentment into sympathetic understanding.
It must have been very hard for your sister to be in such tragic circumstances.
I have had insane thts of killing myself…
but i don’t only because i have to be strong fo my family…
the day i turn 40… I will kill my self…
how old are you now?
about 30….
10 more excruciating years …to go …and then blessed peace
what’s so bad in your life that you can’t go on?
Get a grip, we’re all on this ride temporarily, enjoy it while you can!
You can whinge about the ride or you can just go
“Wheeeeee!”
then it sounds like you have 10 years to do something — because ther is treatment. That is, if you don’t already have too much invested in being martyr in your own mind at 40 (trust me, nobody else will see you that way.)
I’m glad that you found something to look forward to!
Don’t do it, hon.
Go get help.
Your life *could* be so worthwhile.
Won’t you go find out how? Find a cause, help a friend, join a charity, fund a scholarship, help a child, tend a garden, lend a hand, … you can do it!
There is a reason you know ..why I call my self a coward…
Hmm…lets see if t his confession thing works….
k..the thing about killing myself , (apart from the self depreciating tone which was there above thanks to a long night on the job) , is mainly because of a couple of reason…most of them logical and a few emotional…
1) I know that in the next 7 years i will achieve my goals. I would have made myself enough money to live comfortably for the next 10-12 years without worrying about payments ..xyz etc
2) most probably the ppl i care about will be gone in about ..hmm… 4-5 year….it gen take me about 18 mths to get out of the ups n downs…
3) Before you ask , i have loved and lost the one person i dearly love the most in my life… she aint coming back…..
So once i turn ..umm about 37 , I should be alone in this world free to pursue my desires for me…
now thiink about this … i could live my life in moderation ..u know planning to live till i am 80 …. withe the entire familial bullshit which goes on with that .. you know ..crap like marriage …kids..etc…(no i dont have anything against any of those…but thats not me..u know )..
or .. i could be a flash bang…go out do the crasiesgt stuff..not save …just go …jump of a plane…bungee jumping..climbthe himalayas…. do what ever …but
before the deadline ..yup 40 …
y 40, well, it is after 40 u need to take care of health..the stuf…not to mention my families history of going insane .. hmm cancer, alzimers , u name it ..we got it
….it kind of makes a lot of logical sense to just enjoy to the fullest …max it out …and go out..
let me say this..i am not a matyr…i am not doing this to prove a poin..i am doing this …as i said before…… because I am a coward..
I am not interested in living a life of dependecy and boredom…..
…
wow…that is interesting…first time i actually wrote it down..and explained to someone…. guess thats the power of the internet ..:D
Hmmm…it sounds like, then, rather than setting an arbitrary numerical deadline like 40, you would use some of the criteria you outlined. Make sense?
I mean, your body doesn’t actually go to h*ll and require immediate care AT 40. Your family probably doesn’t get Alzheimers AT 40. Few people are laid low with a mental illness on ONE day, let alone a “magic” date like 40.
See what I’m saying? Why not wait until the quality of life isn’t there? People you care about may die early (or late). Lightening may strike twice with love (hey, it’s a possibility even if not a probability).
At least that’s what makes sense to me.
Your rite.. in the sense the quality of life does mater…
but actually what matters ss the sense of urgency …like getting ur priorities right…
if u have a limit in the time u have left ..it kinda makes u think about what ur doing today…it helps improve the current quality of life….
what matters in my book is how u lived ur life not how long u lived it….i have been to 35 countries till now , met a lot of people…lived a lot of adventures most people would think novels are written from….
I belive all this has been due to this decision i made 6 yrs ago……to live every moment till i die when i am 40… on my 40th birthday i will join my loved ones where they belong right fully … in a place where no mortal can reach…..
it was a pleasure talking to yall…..am glad you spared a kindred soul some kind words.
Thank you and god bless.
PS. This is my view and a view alone….and not a suicide note…killing myself will not be direct infliction upon me… it will be one risky adventure to the next till i reach the place where i need to be…
I once stole money from my friend and roommate.
Pay ‘em back.
I am absolutely in love with my best friend, he is everything important in the world to me. We hold hands and have sex and dream of a future together. But he has a terminal illness. I am also married and my husband doesn’t know. I don’t feel better about admitting this because I don’t feel bad about it at all.
I have something to confess, but I won’t tell you because I expect to feel worse afterwards. Sorry folks, much respect to you all!
My mum has told my family every secret, problem and aspect of my personal life since i was a child. i resent her so much for it i stopped loving her a long time ago
I see the family tradition of blabbing continues!
Don’t listen to the other comment. That was dumb. Telling an anonymous blog about a problem without identifying anyone is diametrically opposed to telling someone else’s secrets to the victim’s friends.
I am sorry your mother betrayed your secrets. No one says you have to like people who treat you badly — even family. You may have to live with them until you are old enough to live independently, but feel free to keep as many tender things from her reach as you can.
So sorry.
Apologies for my flippant comment. I agree with Family too’s message of sympathy and stating the obvious in a vomit inducing manner.
Don’tjudgeme, I’m sorry my sincere reply inspired you to write that. That’s a shame.
What is obvious to one person may be the last thing someone else is able to see. If a few kind words help somebody out, well, I hope I’m there to speak them or type them.
That sounds like my mum!! Id love to know if you figure a solution out. I stopped trying :c
I’m only a vegetarian because i think it makes me different, i actually fantasize about eating bacon!
Get a pet pig.
eat bacon, and plant a tree, ofset the bacon with something that will make a difference (pay for starving kid to get a meal etc).
if we werent ment to eat pigs they wouldnt be made of meat
I would still love the taste of meat, but I won’t eat it. Learn a bit about factory farming and you’ll be even prouder of being different. It’s a good “different” and your dreams will change over time.
I don’t want to eat meat. I am absolutely grateful for being a veg. I am thrilled to be as far away from the horrible things people are paid to do to innocent animals as i am.
Stay the course. You’re headed in the right direction (and don’t feel bad for dreaming of bacon. It’s ok. We were raised eating stuff we like. Can’t help that, can we?)
If your body craves meat, you’re probably not getting the right nutrients in your diet. Get some information on balanced vegetarian diets or just eat some organic bacon every once in a while. Whatever you do, don’t just go back to stuffing yourself with factory-farmed crap!
The proposition that something is lacking in the diet so one craves a specific food has been discredited by empirical study over the years. We desire what we like; pretty simple.
The longer you don’t eat bacon, the less important it will become to you. If you want to stay vegetarian, resist the dream and soon enough the craving will diminish.
I constantly plan on killing myself. I’d love to say it hasn’t happened because I can see life isn’t that bad or because of the effect it might have on others but in fact it’s because I just haven’t had the balls to go through with it yet.
Life’s to be enjoyed. The ride will come to an end on its own anyway, smell the roses while you still can.
The part of you that hasn’t let you kill yourself is the sane part. Go talk to somebody before the dangerous part of your mind kills the rational part that wants you to live.
Seriously.
Sorry, but bacon will always be with you.
Ha, that wasn’t a confession but a comment to Anonnymous above…
I decided I neededto take a break from my family – alot of it has to do with how my mother gossips relentlessly behind everyone’s backs. Apparently now she’s telling everyone that I am bi-polar. Which I’ve never shown signs of, just plain old depression. Now I really don’t want to see her again, and the rest of my family never call and say hi or to see if I’m alive or dead.
To know that she’s telling everyone that you’re bi-polar, you’ve got to be doing your own fair share of gossiping yourself. Call your family if you want to speak to them. From your whinging, whining tone, I can sympathise with their lack of eagerness to call you.
Take a break from them. Don’t worry. They’ll be fine. Don’t try to hurt them needlessly, but do what you need for your own life — including taking a breather if you want to.
You don’t need to subject yourself to people who are lying about you (or anything else you don’t like for that matter) — and getting word that someone is lying about you is not gossiping so don’t accept any needless scolding from us either
Dontjudgeme – I’m really glad I don’t know you. Who would want someone like you in their life?
For the record, my mother told me herself that this is what she is telling other people.
You must know by now that confessions are not all funny or boastful. Many of them involve guilt. I think its reasonable to confess that even though you feel like you should, you don’t love your mother because of their betrayal.
If you think you’re clever being mean to people on here, that’s a pity. If you feel you are guiltless and blameless, then you share a major personality trait of a socipathic personality.
I’m almost 18 and still a virgin :S
(I’m a guy)
Well within the range of normal so don’t worry.
If ya make it to 41 you can make a movie sequel.
You’ll be fine, don’t worry. A lot of guys have waited a lot longer for just the right time.
I am a private naturist. No one on my family knows and I haven’t told any one for fear of rejection. As soon as I am living on my own I well go to a naturist beach and be happy.
Nothing wrong with that!
My family knows. After the surprise I think they just shook their heads and laughed.
I confess to being better than all of you at being modest.
Are not!
Once I rode home with a friend from a party when I wasn’t allowed to ride with anyone at all.
Hmm, I didn’t know I was logged in. You should probably delete that one.
FAIL
Confessing didn’t make me happier.
(thankyou to whoever deleted my comment)
I once repeated the message that John Pearse didn’t want the world to know that his neighbour upstairs makes a racket when he goes to the toilet. So much of a racket that he has to wear ear plugs. His neighbour would be embarrassed to know that this knowledge is out there.
I kill people and small animals for fun
i collect testicles and would love to have your little worm
Actually, I don’t have sins I feel any need to confess or make up for. Not because I’m (that) good, but because I.. guess I don’t care. Does this make me a bad person? If so, I still don’t care. I feel a lot of shame for my weaknesses, though. I have social anxiety and low self esteem, and constantly try to hide this fact. Maybe it’s these strong emotions that prevent me from having other kinds of emotions.
Curiously today i keept myself quiet when i was given too much change in a shop just a few hours ago. What a coincidence!
I remember on my childhood making a confession only once (i was raised as a Roman Catholic) and didn’t like the experience at all. I guess that and other aspects of the creed made me quit later from the Church.
I confess that i have no confessions to make! help?
I have very low self esteem, I’m 20 and I’ve never even kissed a girl.
Go to a counselor, see a therapist, talk to somebody trustworthy — because low self-esteem doesn’t have to be lifelong. There are strategies you can use to work your way (carefully) away from it. Take a small step at a time. Make the first phone call.
Shyness isn’t a sin. But if you don’t like it, you can work at overcoming it.
Devilicious I think we should play Nerve endins and presure points are a lot of fun. + I get a new mask and add ears to my collection huhaa
Jonny, i think you been watching too many horror, kung-fu films and Pokemon
Devilicious I think we should play Nerve endins and presure points are a lot of fun. + I get a new mask and add ears to my collection huhaa
I told your brother not to watch too much pokemon etc.
Devilicious I think we should play Nerve endins and presure points are a lot of fun. + I get a new mask and add ears to my collection huhaa
Ask your brother what i told your other brother.
I went from being a full time student to a part time student claiming that I couldn’t work part time and be a full time student. Truth is, I just didn’t want to put the effort into being a part time student.
I really really love my husband, but do not know how to tell him and most of the time I end up behaving badly with him.I also know he loves me a lot. I also end up thinking of other men at times and I just do not like it any more.I want to change, want to make him really feel good but I end up being jealous or mean to him……….
I recommend a professional couples therapist. It can work wonders.
I can never say what I mean, and I assume others know what I haven’t told them (usually because I’ve spent so long trying to word it correctly to myself).
Consequently, I have few friends. Who wants to talk to someone who can’t hold a conversation?
Do you think you may have Aspergers?
Well he does now!
i hate myself.
i wish i hadn’t have given up my seat on the couch becasue i felt bad my friend wasnt in the conversation.
I hate that a little thing like that can ruin so much.
No one but him ever called me beautiful.
hug
You are beautiful
Someone else will call you beautiful.
And believe me, giving up one seat on one sofa one time was not the problem.
If something that small was the straw that broke the camel’s back, there were a LOT more straws you either couldn’t see or weren’t looking at.
Odds are real good you’ll find love again. And it won’t hang by one slender thread tied to seating arrangements.
I think less of people if I find out that they are religious.
Me too.
I don’t necessarily like them less, they remain the same people and I like them or not based on many qualities, but I do think less of them.
Me III – I agree, I have several good friends who are religious but I do respect them less, they’re still good friends though and the better ones aren’t afraid to talk about it.
I chose to become a Pagan (Wicca) because I liked what they stand for, but I understand what you mean. Sometimes I think less of people who talk about how they begged for forgiveness from their God. Shouldn’t forgiveness be free to those that need it?
Funny… I’m talking about forgiveness in a post about confession!
-Invictus
I don’t know, Invictus.
“Need” is kind of relative to me. I have had someone near and dear apologize by saying, “I’m sorry” (literally, just those words) then, when I was not convinced of their regret, demanded: “Look, I said I’m sorry. What else do you want?!”
So it’s very complex for me. I like to believe I am flexible and tolerant and forgiving, but I am not infinitely so.
God or no.
And that comes from as “wretched” a “sinner” who has plenty of begged forgiveness out there to make sure I remain humble.
I pretend i’m psychic and in doing so I rip grieving and gullible people off as a living. I can’t help myself. I love the money and the media attention.
I”ve said too much.
Maybe you can change your schpiel a little. I’ve thought of learning to do cold readings but I would be agonizing like you, so I thought I’d build a business around “weasel words” like, “Well, you know that I’m not really the one who knows everything — I’m getting all of the information from what you’re *emanating* or what I’m *reading* from you,” or “My magic is the magic of insight and observation — but it is the two of us together who create the meaning, blah blah blah…”
That way you’re not lying and you get to keep making people feel good AND pay you money. Think of it as more like Placebo Healing — the placebo effect actually DOES work. LOL
You both sound like really nice, genuine people.
Pilgrim, some folks find great comfort in being “counseled” by people you and I might call charlatans. But if one of these “charlatans” told the truth, that they are “reading” only what the person is revealing, but wrapping it up in words that sound like the mysterious world the person seeks, I think it can be ethical.
Like I say, placebos WORK because people believe. If telling someone the truth using mumbo-jumbo words (but not lying) helps the client, then who’s to say that’s not a responsible way to earn a living?
It frankly sounds like talk therapy to me, just with witchy window dressings. A bit like religious confession, wot?
You are lying to people, ripping them off and promoting magical/fantastical thinking. You want to counsel people then get a degree in psychology. Are you Chip Coffey? Can’t be. That jerk doesn’t have a conscience.
I love my boyfriend, but being in love scares me to death and I’m just waiting to get hurt again.
I am a heterosexual male, I have never told anyone that I like to wear women’s clothes…
That’s ok.
You like strawberry, somebody else like vanilla.
I began flirting online under my husband’s tutelage and encouragement — he was reading and watching my every move (he like it!) After beginning an affair online, The Stranger we came to trust became The Lover and we were making plans that he would move in with us (that was one reason I cultivated the affair — my husband wanted sex with a man but not just stranger-sex in a world of AIDS. It seemed daring and bold and yet we knew we still loved each other profoundly so that would see us through anything if we got frightened!)
But when I actually fell in love The Stranger, when my attention was captivated like a child with a shiny object, my husband demanded I stop immediately & divorced me when I couldn’t. Within 9 months our lifetime dreams were irrevocably shattered.
I am still hearbroken over all of it. I had wanted to be GGG and ended up a with half a lifetime of pain and regrets. If only life could be lived twice. We all thought we were being “courageous” and throwing off antiquated bindings — this man would GIVE **US** love and **WE** would him love, too — but we found out we’re just mortals stuck with human hearts and frailties.
I’d give ANYTHING to be able to go back.
I cheated on my partner several times. I have been faithful for the past three years. I feel like I’m in AA and taking being faithful one day at a time. The oppressive guilt I feel has been very helpful in keeping me in line. We want to get married eventually but I’m afraid I’ll screw up again. I’m pretty sure monogamy is unnatural but I’m trying anyway.
My friend has been cheating on her hubby for years. She’s not a bad person. It happens sometimes. I have friends who are polyamorous and it seems to work for them. Less dishonesty. Maybe monogamy isn’t natural but I think having multiple partners in certain ways might be just as difficult. Just different.
Maple, I’m with you. I don’t know how “natural” monogamy is, but polyamory doesn’t look like a walk in the park either. I think it’s just a case of making the best choice you can and do your best. If it was easy, we’d all be doing it effortlessly and half these confessions would be gone.
I am uncomfortable making confessions
Then you did an excellent job! LOL
I once masterbated a cat and its purr used to turn me on so much that i masterbated whilst it was kneading my stomach, sick i know, havent done it since but i know im mental.
You don’t sound mental. I’m betting you were young, weren’t you? When hormones are rampant, just about ANYTHING can turn you on. If you’re shocked or horrified by the turnon, it’ll stick in your memory real hard. If you haven’t hurt any housepets since then, just understand what happened (raging hormones), forgive yourself and go on.
Move on to real pussy now. Sorry but someone had to. By the way, the cat must have f-ing loved it so it’s not cruel on the cat. And if you ever got caught you could just say you were doing it as a joke, I mean who would believe you tossed off a cat. THIS IS ACTUALLY THE PERFECT CRIME!
Here kitty kitty kitty…
No, shockingly, someone did not need to write that, Jon.
Perhaps helful comments aren’t your strong suit.
Now, go back out and play (your youth is showing, but not in a flattering way).
i cant orgasm unless i masterbate and for the past 7 years i have faked with my partner and he has no idea and now its too late to tell him
Many, many, MANY women can’t have an orgasm w/o masturbating.Not unusual AT ALL.But that’s a tough one having already lied to him.Maybe you could tell him that what you always thought was an orgasm wasn’t — because TA DA — you just had a REAL one the other day?And now that you know better, ask him “would he help me, you big strong handsome man?” LOL Dunno.Might work!!!
my girlfriend confessed this to me after faking it for a year. She was my first love, my first serious relationship.
It was a very difficult for me. I felt hurt. very very hurt. I felt like it was all a lie. All those times that we made love were just a lie. I didn’t know how I could every believe anything from her ever again. And i was so angry at her. I think I could have killed her! For days I would just yell my lunge out when we spoke.
For a while, I couldnt even look at her. But all that passed. After a few weeks of crazy angriness I calmed down. I realized that she really loves me more than anything and that she didn’t mean to hurt me. In retrospect I realized that this secret was eating her up inside and she told me because she loves me.
Throughout this time though, it was her persistence that was the only thing that saved our relationship.
So if you do tell him, be prepared for him to be deeply hurt, angry and say some nasty things. You might want to let him some space to breathe for a while, but make sure he knows you love him!
Maybe along with this, other issues are going to surface and the relationship will shatter to pieces, but maybe it will bring you even closer.
You’re right Guy. She sacrificed herself terribly for you, so you are right to recognize what an incredibly loving gift she was trying to give you. (Would *you* have given up every single orgasm, every single time *you* had sex with her to make her happy? What an amazing thing she did, all for the sake of your ego.)
But she lied. And there’s no way around that fact so I can imagine your hurt and anger. Trust is absolutely fundamental to a relationship so I can only imagine your sense of betrayal.
To the original writer (I can’t call you “weirdo,” I just can’t; you’re not weird at all) maybe this is where you try to find a professional to help you out. This is a BIG deal. If this doesn’t call for help, I don’t know a time that would.
You deserve love AND orgasms AND an honest relationship. Won’t it be cool when, one day, women naturally believe they are ok just any ol’ way it takes for them to have an orgasm?
i think i may have been sexually abused by my mother but im not even sure if its true
Hi Weirdo. I may have been sexually abused but I don’t remember. I have all the hang ups. My mom had suspicions about my dad. He admitted to “doing things he wasn’t proud of” when she confronted him about her suspicions. My sisters and I all have agreed that we thought he was “sexually weird” but didn’t have memories to prove it. Both my sisters are drug addicts now and one is in a mental institution. I’m not addicted to drugs but I have incredible anxiety and panic attacks and a lot of intimacy issues. I never talk about this but as I do, it does sound an awful lot like something happened. Denial is a funny thing. I have faked with almost all my partners and the closer I get to them, the more anxious about sex I become. I have realized that I have this unspoken assumption that if a person loves me that they shouldn’t sexually desire me because that is somehow inherently debasing. It doesn’t make sense but it’s hard to get irrational thoughts to leave sometimes.
Anyway, I have said enough. You’re not alone in your weirdness. It’s just that no one ever talks about it.
What gives you that impression?
Not so much a confession.. just something i wanna get off my chest..
im circumcised in a country where that is very rare.. none of my friends are and so i feel like a freak. they do not know i am but id love to speak openly about it, instead of hiding at urinals or in public showers.. im happy with the size and shape of my penis, but wish i was uncircumcised.
id feel better if i confessed this to a friend
Why don’t you find a friend you can trust and confide in them? Choose carefully, but start looking. Share small things first to build your confidence in them, but work your way to it so you can put this burden down. It’s needlessly heavy.
Im completely in love with a friend of mine but she sees me simply as a friend. I get so jealous when i hear of her dating other guys it breaks my heart. i dont want to tell her in case it ruins a great friendship, but sometimes i think, forget the friendship… its worth the risk just to have it out in the open
Sounds like you have been pretending with someone you call a friend. Maybe you can let her know and see what kind of REAL relationship you have. She may not feel the same, but at least you move forward honestly with each other.
i take pride in the idea that i dont care about the majority of what people think about me. it doesnt matter if you think im a bad person or if im an angel, i dont care if you think im gay or straight and even if im as big as HE MAN(and im not)… but if you think im a sissy. if you dont think that i can perform at any thing thats considered basic for a man to do. if you dont think im capable of standing up for my self were another man could. i get depressed, i start to self loath, begin to hate my self. and if it becomes clear this is how you think of me… i cry. i cry very and easily you can see that this becomes a Vicious cycle at times i was bulled at school and i went to get help about it before i could finish a sentence i started crying.
You just sound tenderhearted, that’s all. Just be careful in choosing friends who are respectful of your nature. Stay away from bullies and cultivate friendships with people you actually do like. They’re out there, all you have to do is look for them. And limit the time you spend around jerks. Life is too short to let mean people impose their nastiness on you. you sound like a nice guy.
Confession: I have some exquisite delusions; from time to time I indulge.
i’m so scared my boyfriend might leave me, that i think about leaving him first. but i love him and never been happier.
he proposed to me, but it didn’t made me feel more secure.
we can’t afford to get married (we both are interns), so it’s kind of a pre-proposal. i fool myself thinking that when it’s for real i’ll feel safe, but i know i won’t.
i feel so blessed and happy and lucky with him that i know that when (if?) he leaves me, i’ll be hurt so badly.
Good luck. Don’t turn your fears into a self fulfilling prophecy though.
Sounds like you have insecurities that love can’t fix. Go see somebody, ok? Then see if you want to get married. It’s just a speed bump, not the end of the road, but you need to get it looked at it cuz it won’t just go away. If you’re smart enough to be interning, you’re smart enough to recognize good advice.
I’m glad that I can’t give blood due to certain ‘lifestyle’ decisions. This is because I have a fear of needles (and blood) by the way, not because I’m totally heartless. Though I am glad.
I have always seen myself as a person who just wants to find “the one”. That I wouldn’t f*** around and be like one of those guys.
Yet, when the opportunity presents itself I never say no to sleeping with a girl, even when I know I am not interested in her beyond this one night.
I’m not sure thats something really bad anyways. But now one of those one nighters turned into something more serious and she seems to love me, but I know I dont love her but the relationship is just too convenient for me because she is pretty wealthy. Thats pretty bad, huh?
Well, yes, it is callous and wrong to use someone for sex. Not to be unkind, but to answer what you asked.
Do the right thing and let her go. Allowing someone to hurt themselves when you can prevent it is boorish and tantamount to doing the damage intentionally yourself — to me.
I’ve been married to a wonderful guy for almost 10 years, but I met another man (who is also married) last week and can’t stop thinking about him. We’ve had really great, passionate sex twice, and I feel horrible that I don’t feel guilty about it. In fact, I’m happier than I’ve been in years. I’ve never ever cheated before.
Anon — if that’s a pic of you, change your avatar ASAP, for everyone concerned!
Thanks, Jim. Stupid Gravatar! LOL!
Read the September 9, 2009 8:01 pm entry if you want to see one possible ending to your confession (not saying it will turn out that way, but you’re playing with a fire that has a hot, fast flame.)
I think I hate my wife. I think I want a divorce but can’t act. A couple one nights stands would do me a lot of good.
“I think I hate my wife” is a confession.
“I think I want a divorce but can’t act” is a confession.
“A couple of one night stands would do me good” is self-centered conjecture.
What good do you think meaningless sex would do?
If you’re looking for The One and you hope to meet her during this meaningless sex, and you hope she will spur you to action & lead you to Happily Ever After, you’re just fantasizing.
Stay or go, but I recommend against lying and cheating on the way to either one.
I believe that sharing sins and then be treated with acceptance only makes me do more of the sin.
So i’m against confessing.
The point of confession is NOT to have the sin acceptanced (at least not traditionally.)
The way it’s supposed to work is, in revealing the sin you also are supposed to express remorse. After atoning, after expressing regret and/or paying some penalty, you then are forgiven — but it’s not a Get Out Of Jail Free card and nowhere near a reward.
Does that help clarify its purported usefulness?
[...] to everyone who contributed to the confession post. It received an amazing response, and feel free to continue posting your confessions and helping [...]
I look upon people who believe in a god as psychologically disturbed. I simply don’t get how they can believe in something so outrageously implausible and for which there is no evidence, and I consider them sub-normal. My response toward them is somewhere between contempt, embarrassment and pity. I could never have any sort of meaningful relationship with them because I could never be close to someone so deluded or feel any real respect for such a stunted mind.
I also never let them know I feel this way, which perhaps makes me somewhat of a coward–I guess that’s confession #2.
Little rigid there aren’t ya kiddo? I mean, sometimes the nonsense we’re brought up with has a long shelf life. The threat of Hell Forever can be pretty big to a child, and shaking off deeply held beliefs isn’t easy just because you magically turn 21.
And not telling someone you disdain that you think they are foolish and contemptible is simply good manners — like not spitting on beggars. I think it is quite generous you keep your supercilious condescension to yourself.
another arrogant, fanatical atheist, you are no better in your condemnation of believers, than those that are the fanatical zealotous believers.
both are equally dangerous. there is atheism and than there is ignorance, you fall into the latter. an informed, well-read athiest wouldn’t dare be so critical and pompous.
i pity you for being so very ignorant and small-minded.
I gather from your statementS, you have evidence that God does not exist.
i dont think that needs to be confessed. I think alot of atheists think that way, and like the first response says its just generous and polite not to air this out loud. How ever there is more to it then that alone. As the two last responses prove that even in a confession where some absolution from a stranger is expressed for some pretty dark secrets its still taboo to dare mention in any negative way any kind of religion.
to receive 2 of the only (for lack of a better word)”rejections” in this forum is most probably a lucky yet bad foreshadowing of the reception you would receive should you dare atempt this in public
P.S. seems how this is a confession surly this isnt something your happy with
“He said”, perhaps I was being too subtle in my sarcasm, but let me assure I was roundly condemning the arrogance of the original “confessor” (although his “confession” sounded much more like obnoxious boasting than the embarrassed acknowledgment of guilt that it should.)
[...] Wiseman, who decided to test the idea in another of his online experiments. He asked people to publicly post their confessions to the comments section of his blog and then tell him how they felt (better, worse, or no [...]
Since well fewer than half of us felt better after confessing (only 39%), I’m wondering at the positive characterization of the results. Anybody else have an opinion?
That’s one way of looking at the results. Another would be that twice as many people felt better as felt worse.
Good point, good point.
Since the greatest number of people were neutral, wouldn’t a more accurate headline have read something like, “Confession? Meh.”
my neighbours ex-husband has forbidden his son to be around my son because my son has an intellectual disability. he thinks all disabled boys are prone to molesting children and has said so much about my own boy.
i really wish something violent and horrible would happen to him (the father of the boy). why do people have so much hate in their hearts? i know i am guilty of it too, for wishing something awful would happen to my son’s friends father. but he is just evil and he is hurting the boys with his prejudice. i just want something really bad to happen in his life.
and no i do not feel better “confessing” it, it makes me feel even more angry.
I’m so sorry. This is such a shame. And to teach that ignorance to his child only compounds the felony.
Well, your little boy has a lot of challenges ahead of him, so modeling for him how not to hang onto hurtful things or people is probably something that will be very useful to you both (so YOU don’t get consumed with hate, too, ok?)
Take good care,
I have lied about being ill for 4 years and now have a couple of really close friends who have believed me the whole time who I have to continue lieing to for fear they would never speak to me again.
Is there any chance you could, say, go away for some “miracle cure” and come back “healed”? (And it [almost] goes w/o saying: never doing something like this again?)
oh my, what a tangled web we weave…
i think that maybe you should try to get yourself “well” again with a good psychologist/shrink, rather than confess to your friends. friends can be understanding to a point, but what has occurred here, is a tremendous breach of trust and they will also feel used.
i am sure they have spent many a day/night worrying about you and your illness. they may have even gone to some expense financially in order to help you get well or be comfortable. not to mention the emotional expense.
if they are really close friends, then they may very well have an idea that you are not as “ill” as you say you are, but rather than risk confronting you and then feeling horrid for doubting you, if it were indeed true, they have kept it to themselves. this is a guilt they never should be burdened with.
what you have done is incredibly dishonest, that being said, what you need to do now, is get some sort of professinal counseling in order to find you why you did what you did. perhaps you are suffering from Münchhausen syndrome. that is a recognized mental illness and there is help for it.
now, you could let your friends know that you are getting some serious help for your “illness” without mentioning the betrayal/fake illness and see a shrink to get your head on straight. then in a way, you would be telling them some of the truth. after you get your help, and you have realized why you have done what you have, you must promise yourself you will NEVER, EVER take advantage of people that way again and continue on a path of honesty for the rest of your life.
the only way i would suggest you ever tell them, is if you do get a real diagnosis of Münchhausen syndrome. being a legitimate illness, they may understand and even help you through your recovery. but if they do not, you will have to understand why. they may be feeling very hurt and used, so you may have to go it alone.
if you continue to play on their emotions and use them, then you are not a very good friend to them and are behaving selfishly, you should then discontinue being their “friend” and move on. but do not do it to anyone else again, you know deep down in your bones it is very, very wrong.
good luck, i hope you can work things out.
From what you have stated, I gather you have evidence that God does not exist.
Oops I posted incorrectly.
i am not sure if your reply was to me or the original confessor. i did not state that he does or does not exist, i simply do not know. nobody really knows. so to state that god exists or does not is to state that one has exclusive knowledge and to date, there is no “proof” either way.
i am a spiritual person and have based my system of beliefs on a potpourri of information gleaned from theology, philosophy, physicists and even atheistic writings all across the board. to be a believer or non-believer is a personal journey, that involves much more than just saying you are. it involves research, commitment and self study.
so when any individual of either camp says they have all the answers or is condemning of someone of different position, they then are basically claiming they have information and first hand knowledge that others do not. this of course is impossible, so it makes the zealot of either side seem arrogant and foolish.
I went to a hooker (ugly) last night, my penis wouldn’t stand up lol. It wouldve been my first time…
I didn’t reeeally want to, i’m guessing that was my main problem.
May I recommend against sharing your first time with anyone other than a woman you: trust, like, care about in return, … you know, all those things you’d want to have as a memory?
I think you’ll be pleased by that outcome — not disappointed and poorer.
Just sayin’…
Actually, I’m such an insecure person that in my first time with one that I really care about, all I’d be thinking is how I’m performing and things like that.
Insecurity isn’t permanent. That script of your first sexual experience, the one with the bad ending because you’re nervous? You can rewrite it.
See, the truth is, you DON’T know what it will be like! And neither does anyone else. Scour your world like Diogenes until you find someone you like and TRUST, and who likes and trusts you.
Take your time, ok? When you can share your fears and hopes with her, when you can say ahead of time how awkward and inexperienced you feel, then you can both fumble around together and have FUN in finding your way.
There are a lot of timid girls out there looking for a boy who can relate. And you don’t have to find each other tomorrow. Just don’t sell yourself out for an ugly professional who has a meter running and her hand on your wallet, not your heart.
Thank you for those encouraging words!
I really appreciate it.
I once had a very frustrating trip to a hotel where I got lost trying to find first the pizza place where I had ordered my gluten free pizza and then the hotel. I stopped in a parking lot to call my mother and double check how to get to the hotel. On the way out, I accidentally bumped into a car in the next line of parked cars. I was so frustrated and scared (it was the middle of the night by this point) that I pulled out of the parking lot hoping no one had seen me. I felt horrible for the rest of the night. I have since inspected my car where I thought the impact occurred and found no marks, but I’m still convinced I hit something…
I wasn’t going to confess anything when I saw this originally. But some stuff I read made me feel better.
I’m totally in love with someone who’s so screwed up that they keep doing stuff that hurts me emotionally. I think it’s going to take them a long time to change. I have tried to walk away and I can’t.
I am a woman in her late twenties who has accomplished so much, dealt with a lot of crap and I have everything going for me. Yet I let one man affect so much of my great life in a negative way.
I am ashamed of myself.
Don’t be ashamed, hiddenAngel. A lot of capable, intelligent women have been raised to understand one thing intellectually and an entirely different one emotionally.
It’s pretty schizophrenic (in the street parlance), so don’t feel ashamed that it’s affected you profoundly — it has done the same to a lot of smart, strong, sane women. If you look dispassionately, it’s real easy to see that double standards still exist all around us.
But now that you can see, it’s time to begin learning how to bring your life back under your control. Do whatever it takes to make your life make sense to you. Don’t let someone who is hurting you keep doing it (even if he can’t help it, even if he doesn’t mean it…all the usual “explanations.”)
You’re going to be fine, I have confidence. It may take time, help, tears, and courage, but it’s clear you have what it takes.
Now get to work! LOL
Hm, a confession booth in public? Some seem to benefit from that huh? Both those type of confessions are not the same as the other type of confessions, it’s about different needs.
I confessed to myself.. and to two of my voices .. and after that . you will have to move on … Wont tell here as it is too much to handle for most. And ofcourse, I will protect myself. Indeed, those type of confessions, the ones you have to learn to deal with by yourself, after having regained your sane self back on the inside. Confessing without dealing with it .. is useless, as you might have to see it again .. and again .. and again .. otherwise.
Umm…uh…hunh??
what is wrong with u people? Animalophile.
why is it that my responses keep coming under shortened versions of my screen name, i.e. c. and chris, when i type in chrisa each time? glitch maybe? or maybe i screwed up, i just don’t want folks to think i am 3 different people. i confess that bothers me
Everything looks like chrisa from here — that’s how I found your posts: by searching on “chrisa”. (but we still think your tri-schizophrenic )
JIM: “we” think? as in me myself and i perhaps
or were you actually speaking on behalf of all confessors? :O
perhaps i do have many sides to myself, i will have to discuss this with them. thank you for your input
i must also confess i hate emoticons, but they are necessary at times to convey one’s point properly and as you can see i am quite moody.
The royal WE.
(No schizophrenia; my delusions are grandeur. lol)
I pretended I could predict the lottery
ROFL copters. Now confess that you used a split screen you little bugger.
I have been in and out of depression for 5 years (since the age of 14). Including a short period where I would get physical reactions, similar to a phobia (I think!), whenever there was a chance that I would have to leave the house (I faked an illness to avoid going into school for about 2 months). I did not tell anyone about this until last year, to a friend when I was upset about kissing another girl whilst in a relationship. My family (I believe) dont have a clue and think I am a bright and happy adolescent. I deal with it much better now, but as a result find it very hard to connect to understand how I feel. None of this really matters and my life is how it is. I will enjoy aspects and others will make me despair. done.
Did you get treatment for the depression?
That’s the first order of the day — go see what’s new in treatment on that front, and while you’re there mention the phobia (it has a name: agoraphobia) and can be helped too.
Then you can enjoy/despair over life on a more even keel.
Best,
My confession….i am a compulsive liar most of the best stories from my childhood and teenage years are fabricated, initially i lied as i felt invisible to everyone now i struggle to remember which stories are fact and which are fiction.
When I was about 7/8 I tried to kiss my cousin who was about 5 and she didnt kiss me back (we’re both female). I don’t know or remember why and realise I was too young to know what i was doing but since growing up (i am now in my mid twenties) I have been worried that this may mean I have some peadophilic (spl?) tendancies…though I find the idea of this disgusting and also feel I would never do anything, never could do anything, the idea disgusts me. whenever i see or hear stories on the news of abuse i get scared that i could ever do something like that…still knowing deep down I never would but I wish I could stop thinking about it. I’m in a loving long term relationship with a man and couldnt be happier with that but this haunts me and I fear always will. I feel writing it down is making me realise that the actual event was trivial and probably the result of 2 kids messing around and a silly game getting a little out of hand. but thats it. nothing else has ever happened and I would never do anything so abhorent. but why the fear in the first place? just modern day conditioning that people like that exist so could it be me? i have previously thought too much about the descriptions you hear of what has happened to children and feel sick…does anyone else do that?
I’m glad that writing it down gave you some perspective because I really do believe that it was just innocent childhood playing and exploring.
Perhaps it was her “rejection” that burned the memory into your mind so hard.
But it also sounds like you’re still struggling with the memory so I’ll hope to calm your fears by telling you that your sincere abhorence sounds quite healthy. You really are a grown-up now who really is horrified at the thought of a child being hurt (and remember, you were just a child, too, not a predator. Just curiously playing, *like all of us did*; you are not alone) so it sounds like, despite your lingering fears, you are a healthy woman who just got a fearful memory from childhood “stuck” in your head (mine was fear of the dark).
Forgive yourself; no one was hurt. Enjoy your life — what you did was normal. As a matter of fact, if you *didn’t* do something like that, you would be the outlier. It’s all part of growing.
I sin every now and then, but then I confess about it randomly here and there. Sometimes for the person to understand me, but more often for shock effect. Like – I manipulated my friend so that the person would get a job at another place, believing I wish suggesting it with best intentions. While I simply didn´t want the person to stand in my way professionally.
I suppose confessions do not make me feel better or worse, because I am fairly honest to myself and I don´t look back over the shoulder to see what other people might think of me. But I like to keep a fairly low profile in my dealings, as a rule. More space to get away…
i love love a goy at school but i dont know what to do and i kind of yelled at him i mean screamed at him (he is my age)
it is guy not goy
Well, unless you think it is a guy who likes girls who scream at him, I think you owe him a sincere apology at a minimum (you would owe that to *anyone* you screamed at. What you did was quite ill-mannered.)
Now if you’re lucky and he likes you (or DID like you before you were did this,) he MIGHT accept your apology and even say something generous like, “Oh that’s ok, don’t worry about it.”
If he does, you can even take the opportunity to tell him you’re particularly sorry you did it because you actually like him so you’re pretty embarrassed. With luck he will be able to overlook what you did and see a sincerely sorry yet charming young woman who isn’t too full of herself to say she regretted doing something hasty and dumb.
Of course he may just say something like, “Whatever” and walk off, but at least you will have done what you could to repair the problem. Like I say, you owe that to *anyone* you treated that way.
Good luck (and let us know what happens!)
Okay, well, I’m not sure if I have a huge confession to make, but one of my friends is really my best friend of all time. Whenever I hint that, she makes me feel really stupid for doing it. Sometimes she will be going out of her way to do things with me, and sometimes she goes out of her way to stay away from me, or so it seems. One time we were just talking about how we’ve never really gotten irritated with each other, she said that she’s never done anything that irritated me. I kind of thought, well, that’s what you think, because of the little times that she had gone out of her way to avoid me, but I just shrugged and said me neither. Well, she came back to say, that’s what you think, and she wouldn’t talk to me.
I know this isn’t really a confession, but I feel so much better now. I still don’t understand what I did wrong, but we are still best friends and she confides and tells me things that she’s never told anybody else before. I guess I was wrong.
You may not have done anything wrong. No matter how close you are to someone, there will be times they want to be alone (or with other people).
You simply are not going to be perfectly happy with each other every single minute. Accepting that will take you a long way.
As for your friend, she sounds a little short-sighted (in thinking she has never made a mistake that might make you feel bad or want to be apart to let it heal,) as well as kind of tactless — for telling you that you *have* done what she *believes* she has not done.
Maybe when she grows up.
I’m afraid that I will be alone for ever.
I confess that sometimes I make myself out to be smarter than which I actually am
I just got my results for my university degree and I was close, but missed out on a first. Most people would say that I have still done very well with a top uni, especially despite some of the issues I have gone through (such as feeling close to suicidal in my second year for various reasons, I don’t feel this way anymore) but I regret not going that extra mile when studying, and feel incredibly disappointed, ashamed and upset, and I don’t even want to tell my family my result. I have always had the ambition to be the best I can be and achieve what I set out to achieve, and I have failed myself. I don’t want to be mediocre in this life, I have the ambition and drive to succeed, and I think I believe, the ability, but something like this questions my belief in myself. I can’t help but feel anger when people remark how it is ‘still a good result that many people want to get’ – that may be the case, but in my own personal self evaluation, I feel it is a failure, and I feel that I am not good enough. I know such evaluation depends on how one views things and what one attaches importance too, and perhaps to some it seems a trivial issue, but it is a very sensitive issue for me personally as it is an attack on one of the things I value most, my intelligence and academic ability. I am not sure why it affects me so, but it does. If I failed a driving test, I would be slightly disappointed, but it wouldn’t phase me, and I would simply retake the test, but when it comes to a cumulation of what I have studied and the application of my ability on an academic level, I can only be satisfied with the very best results. I feel horribly isolated and torn up, as there isn’t really anyone who can advise with understanding.
I do agree with the others that you have done well, but that does not change the fact that you are bitterly disappointed — and I can understand because I was once like you. If there is any comfort I can give, I hope that I may offer you my experience: like all of life’s bitter disappointments, we do learn to weather them, and if we are lucky, to learn from them.
What we know is that your review cannot be changed, no matter how hard we would wish. Therefore, it is required of you to overcome your own sense of disappointment. It won’t be easy, but you cannot change your grades so you must change something else: your heart. And I hope you can do that by realizing you have done a good job. Let yourself off the hook; I’m sure you’re a good person…and your worth does not rest on the grades you made in university. Now, go forth with your life and create a good one!
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