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November 27th, 2004

(no subject) @ 12:27 am

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What's that deep, dark secret you've been hiding?
(Post anonymously, as yourself; a boring lie, the strange truth, or anywhere in between, doesn't matter.)
 
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From:(Anonymous)
Date:November 27th, 2004 08:49 am (UTC)
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I voted for Bush. 4 times.
From:(Anonymous)
Date:November 27th, 2004 09:03 am (UTC)
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I wish my boyfriend would just disappear, but breaking up with him would be too difficult.
From:(Anonymous)
Date:November 27th, 2004 11:35 am (UTC)
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I grope you.
From:jsl32
Date:November 27th, 2004 12:57 pm (UTC)

i am far too lazy to post anonymously.

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as for secrets i've hidden from all, hm. it's not wildly secret online, but i've been sexually ill-treated (assault or rape, as your own definitions of such things dictate) three times. i don't dwell on it, but it's always there if anyone feels i haven't suffered sufficiently to justify giving an opinion on matters concerning women.

on a lighter note, i ordered barbacoa tacos and burritos from three different mexican diners tonight. and then i went to walmart and got four hashbrowns and some keratin pills. now that there is a truly dirty secret. anyhow.
From:(Anonymous)
Date:November 27th, 2004 08:59 pm (UTC)
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I still cut myself, although we all should have grown out of that phase after middle-school or whenever we went through our Goth phase. And I don't think I'll ever stop, because stopping would imply being a little bit happier. I'm not happy, except maybe once out of every 10 days. And I don't see any way out of this cycle. I lie awake and I think about what if I go through my whole life - sixty, seventy more years of this - and die without ever really "getting better." Whatever that means. And so I smoke and drink and drug with the best of them, trying to just kill the beast, but the beast won't die.
From:(Anonymous)
Date:November 27th, 2004 10:29 pm (UTC)
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Me too.
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From:moof
Date:November 27th, 2004 10:46 pm (UTC)
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I've been struggling with depression since I was 4 (not that I knew it was depression back then); 26 years and ten shrinks later, I finally started getting some treatment that worked.

One of the hardest parts about dealing with the depression (and ADD, and Asperger's, and...) has been accepting that those things are part of me, and they're never going to just Go Away. Can't kill the Beast, cuz the Beast is part of me.

I still haven't accepted it fully (or even mostly). Dunno if I ever will.
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From:chomp
Date:November 29th, 2004 02:36 am (UTC)

Secret

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Once, I went to the bathroom in a restaurant and peed (this is not the secret part). I tried to flush it but it wouldn't work so I, having come across broken toilets before, opened the lid and tried pulling the lever the way I always do to make toilets work. Instead of making it flush, I broke the plastic lever by accident (this is the secret part). I went back to my seat and my food arrived and it was the worst meal ever because I didn't know what to do. I left a generous tip but I didn't tell them about it.

This happened like 5 months ago and I think about it at least once a week. It would have been so easy for me to go to Homo Depot and get stuff to fix it or go to the ATM and give them lots of money but I didn't. No one else knows about it except Jarek. Well, and everyone reading this comment, I suppose. Jarek says not to stress about it. I don't remember how to get there or what the restaurant was called, but one day I should find it and give them lots of money and apologize. I suck.
From:(Anonymous)
Date:November 29th, 2004 02:51 am (UTC)
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In elementary school I got picked on every day. I had no friends. The teasing was so bad that I was afraid to go into the girl's bathroom because other girls would look over the stall walls and make fun of me while I was trying to pee. This meant that I wouldn't pee the whole of the school day. Most of the time I would rush home and go as soon as I got there, barely making it by seconds.

One time I didn't make it all the way home. I had to wrap my coat around my waist to hide my urine soaked pants. I cried all the rest of the way home and when my mom asked me what happened when I got there I was too humiliated to tell her.
From:(Anonymous)
Date:November 29th, 2004 05:09 pm (UTC)
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Despite my best efforts, I seem to be falling for someone for whom I had intention of falling.
From:(Anonymous)
Date:November 29th, 2004 08:33 pm (UTC)
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Or, rather, no intention.

What a dumbass.
From:(Anonymous)
Date:December 6th, 2004 02:39 am (UTC)

I am you-ish

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My secret would be that I feel everything you do (empathy non-withstanding)
YIM "xonorated"
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