CONFESSIONAL thread (ANONYMOUS so tell us the juicy stuff!)

[Holdfast]

OK, here's the deal. This thread will either fail in the extreme (if you wuss out) or be truly stellar if we get some really good stuff. I've been on other boards where it's worked beautifully, but it really depends on getting good stuff from you. I'm sure Trekkies have some fun, emotional, scary, guilty or other stuff they're bursting to get off their chests, so spill the beans with no fear of comeback! That co-worker you screwed over, that affair you regretted, the revenge on that bully at school, that crimewave you pulled off, that Madoff scam you worked... whatever!

Tell me your deepest, darkest secrets, and I'll post them in this thread (without any trace of your username, of course).

You can either PM me or email me at confessionalstories@googlemail.com

Rest assured that I will NOT disclose any username details, but if you don't trust me to maintain confidentiality, you can easily create a new email account with hotmail or google or use a proxy or whatever you need to do to keep your identity a secret.

If members in the thread reply to your story and you then want a right to reply, just email me again and I'll post your response. To preserve the anonymous/tabula rasa nature of the interaction, I won't reply by PM or email to any confessionals sent.

I reserve the right to be selective in what I post in this thread, but will try to post as many confessionals as I can. I'll only edit your confessionals to remove personal info and to keep to board rules.

And of course, if you want to make a confession in a non-anonymised way, you can always reply directly in this thread.




So, over to you. PM/email me whatever real-life stories you want and I'll post it! Come on, you know you want to!

 

[Spot's Meow]

Ooh!! How exciting! Unfortunately my life so far has been pretty mundane when it comes to interesting secrets. There are things I haven't told certain people, but nothing too bad. And I don't think there's anything that I haven't told to at least one person.

 

[Holdfast]

Ooh!! How exciting!

Maybe, maybe not.

Totally depends on what you all bring to the party. So far, you're all running scared - no-one's dared send me anything! It's anonymous guys, use a proxy mail service or a hotmail/gmail account if you want to be absolutely confident of anonymity.

Doesn't even necessarily have to be a massive confession, though of course, those would great. And of course, lurkers can send stuff to me too, you don't have to be a regular member/poster. Many people have something they want to talk about, but never have the chance.

This IS your chance.

Don't blame me if the thread fails.

 

[Emher]

Great idea, but I can't recollect anything that I probably haven't told you guys already. I mean shit after confessing to getting stopped by DHS because of a dildo what else is there to say?

 

[sidious618]

Is it supposed to be something very funny or something very serious?

 

[RoJoHen]

Is it supposed to be something very funny or something very serious?

I assume the answer is yes.

 

[Holdfast]

Great idea, but I can't recollect anything that I probably haven't told you guys already. I mean shit after confessing to getting stopped by DHS because of a dildo what else is there to say?

Well, as I said, people are free to confess in thread if they have no inhibitions.

Were you using the dildo at the time?

Is it supposed to be something very funny or something very serious?

ABSOLUTELY ANYTHING

The thread is what you all make of it, whether that's OMG, LULZ, WTF or HUGS.

 

[RoJoHen]

whether that's OMG, LULZ, WTF or HUGS.

I think you just cracked the equation to TEH INTERNETS!

 

[Holdfast]

Confessions:

I never graduated from college. I was there for years, took all the classes I was supposed to, and then when graduation time came around, they told me I hadn't met the requirements. Not one, not two, but three separate advisors had given me the wrong information. My mental health was at an all-time low, so instead of dealing with it like any normal person, I just left. Almost everyone I know thinks that I graduated. I never told my friends.

I married one person while I was still in love with another. I still don't know if I made the right decision

 

[Holdfast]

Another one:

I suffer from PTSD but no one has ever believed the story as to why

Of course, this begs the question of "what's the story", but I guess we'll have to see if we get a follow-up explanation later.

 

[Kestra]

I once wore a hairband of my sister's that she loved and told me never ever to touch. I broke it. So, naturally, I did he sensible thing and threw the pieces behind our dresser. She never found out.

 

[RoJoHen]

I bleached my hair when I was 14, but it just turned that weird orange color. Somehow I managed to convince my parents (and my barber!) that it was caused by the chlorine in the pool!

 

[Holdfast]

Confession is good for the soul.

More:

It took me 6 months and a threat of legal action before i told my family that i dropped out of college.

 

[TheWifeOfBrian]

Confessions:

I never graduated from college. I was there for years, took all the classes I was supposed to, and then when graduation time came around, they told me I hadn't met the requirements. Not one, not two, but three separate advisors had given me the wrong information. My mental health was at an all-time low, so instead of dealing with it like any normal person, I just left. Almost everyone I know thinks that I graduated. I never told my friends.

In that case I would go back do three things in this order: A) Get ahold of the ruling body of said school and demand either a diploma or a refund B) demand those who steered you wrong be punished by fire C) threaten to take it public AND talk to your lawyer.

I went to a SUNY school, I had a friend right beside me who went through something similar. Fellow had a really difficult to listen to voice. His Adviser told him anything and everything to get him out of the office, and when graduation time came around he was six credits short because his Adviser told him he didn't have to take the class(s).

Went to court, the Adviser's sole defense was "I can't stand being around the person so I did whatever I could to send him away."

Long story short, friend of mine ended up taking those classes for free, and he graduated.

 

[Holdfast]

Things don't always end badly:

I walked away from someone for nearly six years because he suffered from mental illness. I ran into him trying to drag his stuff home from yet another dead-end job in a rain-storm... he was riding a bike because he had lost his car and his license.

We're back together now, it's been four years now. He's doing MUCH better now too

 

[Emher]

Great idea, but I can't recollect anything that I probably haven't told you guys already. I mean shit after confessing to getting stopped by DHS because of a dildo what else is there to say?

Well, as I said, people are free to confess in thread if they have no inhibitions.

Were you using the dildo at the time?

Yes because that wouldn't at all kill my mother when she got that perticular call from the American Embassy

No thing is when you enter the US you go get to fill out a few forms, one that's utterly hilarious because if you answer yes to any of the utterly transpararent questions on it you need to contact the American Embassy before leaving the country. And you get that form when you're already on the plane over Iceland. But in any case one of the other forms was about things you where to be bringing into the country that would stay in the country, and it asked you to specify the items and their value.

Now I was at the grand age of 21, which while only a mere three years ago, I was a whole lot more naive then I am now and somehow thought that honesty is best in all times. While naturally I now know sometimes you just need to shut the fuck up. Anyway, I promptly fille out the form with about 40 condoms and the dildo that I was bringing as a present to my then girlfriend. Yes, she's the infamous ex btw.

In any case I didn't think anything about this until when I finally a bit late (because we had to land in Canada to refuel the plane) arrive at customs at Newark in NY. I just wanted to get in, trough the airport quickly, and onward to my connecting flight to Atlanta. Everything goes fine until the guy sees the note. I literally see him freezing up. Part of me goes "Oh...shit!" while the rest holds out for hope.

Anyway he starts asking me more and more questions and I answer truthfully to all of them. Then he says to come with him, and he takes me over to another guy, gets to go with him to a holding area where I am to wait until can be taken care off. After sitting down I realise that there's about one blonde in this area, most of the people are of either arabic or mediteran descent. It's literally the most blatantly racist and prejudieced holding area ever.

In any case I wait for a bit, see that the guy who questioned me walks to up one of the guys at one of the desks and talks to him for a bit. The guy at the desk looks bored out of his mind. He just nods and the first guys waves to me to come closer and the changes his mind and motions for me to stop, which I do. Two inches over the red line. The guy does a doubletake and says "Sir step behind the line. Step behind the line now." At the latter part he puts his hand on his holstered with a gun in it. Naturally I step the hell back!

Anyway a bit later I finally get to talk to the second guy and he ask pretty much the same things and he seems to have a way more relaxed attitude to everything and I'm pretty sure I see a supressed smile when reads the note. He lets me go with a "Stay out of trouble and enjoy your trip".

Then I panic for a bit trying to find my bag, find it, dash across the airport, on the airport train, off the train, run to the gate, last person on the plane, get in at the window seat, get squished for the following 2½ hours and then finally get off the plane in sunny Atlanta.


The moral of the story is: your GF can get her own damn dildo! And honesty is overrated.




EDIT: I just realised that I said everyone knew it probably and told it again. Oh well, here it is for you who haven't read it!

 

[Gryffindorian]

At first, I thought this was supposed to be a daily confession thread like the other one asking to describe your life in one word. That'd be fun.

 

[Holdfast]

EDIT: I just realised that I said everyone knew it probably and told it again. Oh well, here it is for you who haven't read it!

I don't think I've read it in full before. I lol'ed.

At first, I thought this was supposed to be a daily confession thread like the other one asking to describe your life in one word. That'd be fun.

If their life is exciting enough to require new confessions every day, they can definitely send them in!

Remember folks, these are anonymous confessions, so you can give us as many details as you feel safe to do!




OK more confessions:

Everyone in my circle of friend thinks that I am smart because of my grades, but I feel terribly dumb often times when someone talks about something that should be common knowledge to me.

I was betrayed by the only person I ever trusted after telling them something that was emotionally ripping me apart. I distance myself from those around me because of that pain.

 

[blablover5]

Hm, I have about 30 different rants boiling inside of me I really want to get out. But which one?

 

[Emher]

At first, I thought this was supposed to be a daily confession thread like the other one asking to describe your life in one word. That'd be fun.

Then todays word is: Porn.

Hey don't judge I'm a single man all alone at home.

EDIT: I just realised that I said everyone knew it probably and told it again. Oh well, here it is for you who haven't read it!

I don't think I've read it in full before. I lol'ed.

Glad you enjoyed it I decided to write it proper since I was writing it anyways.

OK more confessions:

...

I was betrayed by the only person I ever trusted after telling them something that was emotionally ripping me apart. I distance myself from those around me because of that pain.

See the mention of my ex? Yup. Pretty much the same deal. You have my sympathies.

Hm, I have about 30 different rants boiling inside of me I really want to get out. But which one?

Roll some RPG dices?