Tell Secret: Anonymous Confessions & Revelations

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Caught between a rock and a hard place by Llama

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“Fraud? Please don't.”

Someone I love is about to commit a terrible crime. Three years ago he obtained a list of medical records that included social security numbers. He kept the list.

Fast forward to a year ago. I met this man, and fell in love with him. He was a sweet, decent person. The problem was that I was married, and had to let him go. It was better this way. We remained friends.

A few months ago, his high school friend moved in after some trouble. The only thing that turned out to be trouble was HIM. As a result of this "friend's" actions, he has defaulted on his car loan, resulting in a repossession, his power has been turned off, and his Internet has been disconnected. He is going to convince his now 19 year-old girlfriend to be the account holder. Nice, huh?

The punchline is that through the new roommate, he has found someone interested in the records he found. He is planning on selling them to this guy for $100 a name. Isn't it nice to know that your good credit and name is worth ONE HUNDRED DOLLARS?

So he told me all of this in confidence. Now I'm faced with a terrible decision. Do I keep my mouth shut, in effect destroying 500 lives with my inaction and selfishness. Or go to the authorities, and confess the truth of my past relationship to my husband, because I know it will come up in trial if it comes to that. This secret will destroy my life, and even if I do want to move on and get a divorce, he doesn't deserve to know that I was wrong and selfish.

Plus the person is only 23. He's so young. But do I save his butt at the cost of hundreds?

I know the answer. I just have to be strong enough to face the music.

Driving the School Bus while Drunk

I want to quit being weak

I'm trying not to be weak.
I'm trying not to cry.
I want to be strong.
I want to be happy.
I want to be self-sufficient.
I want to be rich.
I want to love myself unconditionally.

I want to forgive myself for my weaknesses. I want to forgive myself for thinking I'm weak and forgetting that I am strong and I deserve the absolute best. When the fuck did I forget this?

I want to forgive my parents for their flaws. They only knew what they learned, but in thinking that they were providing stability, they provided me with a hell that I can't get rid off. I don't abuse my children the way they did (mentally, verbally, borderline physically) and I have no problem getting help, like they couldn't. I won't stay in this situation like they did. Please give me the strength to get my situation better.

I want to forgive my dad for being an alcoholic. According to al-anon, children of alcoholics try to fix everything & stay in unhealthy relationships way too long. Thanks. i love you and I know you were far from perfect, but geez. that characteristic kinda sucks.

I want to forgive my mom for her awful mental health- and for teaching me to stay in unhealthy relationships. There was nothing I could do right. She was never diagnosed, but very obviously depressed & retreated to her room when she got home every afternoon. She didn't come out until it was time to fix supper. My house was a war zone. Everyone hated each other and there was no love and respect. It permeated every aspect of my life, and no matter how I try to change the only thing I know always comes back. She is a hateful and selfish woman who scarred her children. She has always selectively helped me with my kids. Just the kids, not me. When it comes to me....I can't really decide what her motive was. To teach me to be self-sufficient by never helping? Or to punish me by letting me know I never did it right. Idk she lives two doors down and I never say more than hello to her. I have no mother, and I'm tired of using that as a crutch. I've known all my life what it was like to not have a mother, but fuck it still hurts. I'm terrified I will be that to my daughter.

I want to forgive my bff for always convincing me to stay in my marriage. She admits it is b/c she believes children should be raised in a two parent home but ..She knows my husband verbally abuses me, is foolish and haphazard with our finances, amongst other things. An unhealthy relationship. Doesn't she think I deserve better? I don't think she does, b/c she can't admit when she is so much as possibly wrong. Breaking up is hard to do!

I don't want to be jealous of happy people who are living their lives happily & spontaneously. I want to know that I am happy and spontaneous, and that I have done my best to make the right choices. And on that note.......end this positively. I have been so emotional since yesterday. I am trying (or trying not to- I am my own worst enemy)

I guess what I'm saying is that breaking up IS hard to do. Unhealthy people, unhealthy attitudes sometimes feed off of each other. People get comfortable. I just need to keep saying my affirmations.........I just never seem to know, that this buildup of emotion.....is that me growing balls to get out of my undesirable situation? am I just affirming and praying to accept change fruitless? and is my weakness me just talking myself back into my marriage? into my bff? who's right here? I look to other people for justification that I am right, I look to other people for approval, look to other people to decide who I am? wtf? get back your power. But to do that I feel I must follow my heart. Until now...I feel like I've mostly followed my heart, but now my heart is telling me to leave my husband. It's been telling me that for years? no months........no. years.

So get off your ass and go do it. Stop letting "their" bullshit guide you. You know you can do it. You can do it by going out there and finishing the project(s) you started. No, you will start by putting a bra on. And then you will put your hair up & start moving. Amen. I can only trust that things will work out, my birth chart said for a fact I'd always be stinky rich. I am one gorgeous, talented mofo....wtf am I bitching about? Move out the way, my stepping stones.

Justin by Lustin

“Office Lust”

Mother beat my 'POOR' Father to the Grave

My mother used to abuse my father when my sister and I were kids. He was shy and just took it. My mother's family had all the money. I had to kiss-up to her because she paid my college bills. My dad, who was the only nice person in the house went to the grave without me ever standing up for him. I should have been a real woman and stood up for him, but I was just a girl.

Tossing Brussel Spouts Made me Horny by Toss it Girl

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“Horny Little Sprouts”