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Welcome to The Booth
It's time to let your skeletons come out of the closet.
Painful secrets, dirty little thoughts, bitter feelings, old hurts, unrequited love, unspoken crushes, thoughtless words, cruel behaviours, careless whispers, drunken stupidity, and untold truths: all the things you hide, the guilt you harbour, the shame you hang onto like a security blanket only have power over you as long as you refuse to let them go. This is a safe place for emotional nudity. Here's your space to go ahead, doff your dirty duds, air your laundry, bare your soul, climb over the wall, pop the bubble, and free your spirit.
Painful secrets, dirty little thoughts, bitter feelings, old hurts, unrequited love, unspoken crushes, thoughtless words, cruel behaviours, careless whispers, drunken stupidity, and untold truths: all the things you hide, the guilt you harbour, the shame you hang onto like a security blanket only have power over you as long as you refuse to let them go. This is a safe place for emotional nudity. Here's your space to go ahead, doff your dirty duds, air your laundry, bare your soul, climb over the wall, pop the bubble, and free your spirit.
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85 comments:
I really want to quit my job, and stay at home with my kids. But I KNOW my husband will not let this happen. So I go to work everyday, hating my job and resenting him.
i love my husband but i've lost my sex drive so i pretend i'm sleeping when my husband comes to bed
I'm terrified of going to the Dr.
Once I held a gun to my sleeping husband's head. Turned out it wasn't loaded. He never knew.
Sometimes people knock on my door and I hide. They think I'm not home and go away.
my grandfather molested me
My husband wants another child. I've been taking the pill behind his back for 2 years. He thinks I am sterile.
I slept with my best friends father when I was 15
I tryed to kill myself when I was 13 but I tell ppl the scars r from barbed wire I fell on whle I was riding a horse
I was babysitting my brother's hamster while he was at camp but forgot to feed it. I changed the cage and put the dead hamster back in it, and told him the hamster had been fine the day before.
I want a divorce.
I think my supervisor is HOT
I was molested by my stepfather
I used to steal money from the store I worked at. I blamed one of my coworkers and told them i saw her taking the money, and they charged her. I don't know if she was stealing too but she never said anything to me.
i think I'm an alcoholic
I like to surf porn while my husband isn't home
I've had two abortions. Going to hell will be a vacation.
I feel myself slipping deeper and deeper into a depression every day, and I don't know what to do about it.
I've wanted to screw nearly every woman I've ever known, though that didn't exactly happen.
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Sometimes when I look at my husband I am just revolted. I love him so much, but he doesn't take care of himself at all and I am less and less physically attracted to him every day. I know I should just tell him how I am feeling so that maybe it can be fixed, but instead I just think rude thoughts, and keep it all to myself.
I buy expensive 'culture' magazines to put on my coffee table when people are coming over.
sometimes I think about kissing my husband goodbye after tucking my kids is, stepping out for a walk and just never coming back
Sometimes I wish my husband would be killed in an industrial accident so that I don't have to go through the pain of divorcing him and putting my kids through the expected bitterness.
I had a miscarriage and was devestated. But what I felt more than devestation was relief. And I don't know why because I really did want that baby.
I pretend my husband is one of my coworkers during sex
I met a guy a couple months ago once, he lives hours away. I haven't seen him since, but I wake up thinking about him, I think about him in the middle of the day, and go to sleep thinking about him. I've even dreamed about him a few times. And I am a busy person. I miss him. Is this possible? I feel borderline stalker (though I know Im not) I feel I knew him in another lifetime and was very close to him. I can't contact him... I miss him....
In high school one day some friends, acquaintances and I skipped our afternoon classes and went a hole-in-the-wall restaurant. A guy there had a hand gun and we played russian roulette. I participated, and never thought anything of it. None of us got the bullet so he put it away. I never thought anything of it, I was going through a period I think where I just felt numb and didn't care. Nobody ever knew except us few that were there, and no one talked about it after. It was 6 years later, on some idle tuesday I broke down and cried over it, what a stupid thing to do.
Sometimes I wonder what it's like to be rich.
I hate how small and stupid I've become. I am college educated, fairly well traveled, and have been described as well rounded and accepting. However, I am a small person emotionally. I am a hermit. I have become insignificant and useless. I hate who I have become.
I feel like a fraud
Everyone thinks I'm lazy. I'm not lazy. I'm just so sad that nothing matters.
I am "good" at everything, but "great" at nothing. I wish I had talent.
I sometimes think about attempting suicide again just so I can get a break via a stay in the psych ward.
I used to get crushes on boys in school growing up but I never thought I was good enough for them.
For awhile I've been wishing the present away, always dreaming of the future and how it will be this and that. Then I look back and realize how fast time really goes. I used to be good at enjoying the moment, but somewhere I got so scared and insecure that I can never be here and now. I have precious moments right now, and I really badly want to enjoy them... but can't seem to...
I don't love him but I have a crush on him.
he could leave me tomorrow and i would not care
I hate snow
Sometimes I wish I could stop being so nice to people that did not deserve it.
I hate life right now. I'm just going through the motions and it's making me sick. My husband is the hottest man i've ever seen in my life, but right now he seems gross to me and i cringe when he jokes about sex. i wish i knew what was wrong with me and why i'm so tired and just don't care about life.
I am so sick and tired, and I look at my husband and I go I hate you. You bug me. Make me feel good. Why don't you know me...you still don't know anything about me.
I'm so stressed lately, for no good reason. I think that even at my age, I might have a heart attack from stress alone. I feel pretty helpless.
I hate my looks and my body. I really hate everything right now. And that in turn makes me deny my hubby. I feel sorry for him. It has been months and months.
Sometimes I really hate some of the people I'm supposed to love. I would like to shock them by telling them so but I never will.
I hate him more and more everyday. Who is this miserable short-tempered person that shares my home, and why has he taken away the man I loved. I am not sure how much longer I can hang on...
I feel like a burden in every aspect of my life.... my friends, my family, the people I work with. I'm barely keeping my head above water, trying to pull off this normalcy as if it were true. F-R-A-U-D. A big fat 0. When I allow myself to truly feel, this is it. ....I...am...a...ZERO.
I have 6-12 months to live. I have not told my husband.
Sometimes I feel like I am ruining my children's chance of ever having a normal life. I wonder how many years of therapy they will need to be able to function after all that I've put them through. I love them more than they will ever know.
To this day my family does not know that the man who was my unofficial Uncle molested me. He died many years ago and it pains me to hear them talk about what a great man he was. I often wonder if I was the only one.
I regret the decision to be a stay at home mom and I honestly think I am resenting my children for it. I cry at night because I know I will wake up one day and realize I spent the most precious days of my children's lives, their childhood, hating every minute. I am losing myself, day by day.
I have a list of "things to do before i die" and just marked another one off... I finished reading Jane Austen's "Pride and Prejudice" for a 5th (and final!) time.
I married the wrong person. I love him, but he doesn't "get" me and never will. I try not to get close to other men that I feel a connection with because I'm scared I'll stop pretending that my husband is my sole mate. I'll never leave my husband, he's a good man and I find my peace and fufuillment within myself. I'm Ok with the fact that he will never truly know me.
I Fing HATE depression. Doing fine, then WHAM! Sneaks up on you, pulling at the heart strings. Loving life, then feeling this brutal emptiness. Raping my existence and time, making me sleepy and filling me with apathy. I wish it would just melt away so I can actually live....
My best friend has to go for a biopsy. He said he isn't worried or scared but I know he is and now I'm scared and worried.
i live with my boyfriend.
but when i went to my friends house, my ex was there.
we ended up confessing our love for each other.
and i don't feel bad at all.
I have access to my ex's email passwords and check his emails all the time. I don't know why I do this, but it's fun because he is cheating on his current girlfriend with lots of other girls, including subscribing to one night stand websites. I always knew he was a cheater and now I have proof!
I thought I would miss sex but I don't. I feel like I am failing my husband, though. Like my job as a wife is to cook, clean, take care of the kids and give him sex. He doesn't even ask for it anymore. Why do I feel guilty about this?
The ony part I like about sex is the smoke after the fact, maybe because I have never had an orgasim.
I told all my sisters friends about her having herpes because she went skinny dipping with the male I was sleeping with. Later I found out that they used to be "sex buddies". I still feel so disgusting.
I think my son is gay.
I feel cursed in life. Every thing that I feel should be a natural progression for my family is so hard. I feel I have something, but it will never be normal, not even close. I try to enjoy things where they are, but I feel we've been hexed and cursed from the beginning in a bad bad way.
I just sent an anonymous email about all the girls he's dating right now to a girl that my ex just met, just to sabotage their potential relationship. I don't even feel bad about it, I think he deserves it for all the lying and cheating he's done.
My husband has had many justifiable reasons to leave me in the 10 years we have been together, yet he is still here. Sometimes I wish that he WOULD leave, just so I wouldn't feel so indebted to him.
I found several photo's of a woman and her friends on my husbands computer and a video of her stripping. I am so hurt right now but if I confront him I have to admit I was snooping. My heart is broken.
My shrink told me to quit hiding my true self behind fake smiles and jokes. What am I supposed to do go around looking as miserable as I feel and drive everyone away?
I think i've offended someone in my life. I wish I knew just what it was I did or didn't do. Being snubbed hurts.
I never think of what happened years ago, and now I keep getting flashbacks of the night I found my husbands limp body hanging from the rafters downstairs, me pulling the weight down, slapping him until he breathed again. I wish the image would leave my mind.
My spouse and I meet other couples, and sometimes have sex with them. We have so much fun together now and we are so close. We've done this for years. We are very happy.
I was raped when I was 17 and I told no one. It was someone I knew and everyone in my group hung out with. I was drinking so I thought I asked for it.
i HATE this stupid jealous streak i have. makes marriage harder than it should be. for no reason i get this way, or small reasons anyway. when can it stop, it does nothing but torcher me and my husband. FUCK!!!
I was raped.
I want to hunt down and bash the face in of the woman who is associating with my husband in unsavoury ways.
I feel like I'm standing on a rock in the middle of a huge lake all by myself, watching the world drown around me.
I secretly hope bad things happen to my husband and his girlfriend.
I think my son is dealing drugs.
I can't get of all this freaking fat no matter how hard I try. It's all I think about all damn day and I'm *positive* it makes up for 95% of my unhappiness and hate. You wouldn't know by looking at me that I really am anorexic.
i hate when friends don't tell you why they are mad at you, or why they aren't talking to you. i hate the guessing game. and then when things are all smoothed over without knowing why, like nothing happened, it's just freakin' weird. if i did something, i wanna know! so i don't do it again and hurt feelings :(
I want to shake my sister until her head falls off. By the time she wakes up and realizes what's happened it will be too late to make amends. Maybe she couldn't care less. Maybe I'm the one who finally woke up.
I had a really crappy mothers day morning and felt really under appreciated. I cried most of it. I feel unloved and I feel guilty at the same time. I feel like if I left, the place would seriously fall apart and that also I wouldn't be missed at all... a horrible way to feel. I know this will pass and it's probably just my perception, but still, it is not nice.
she went off chemo this week. she is going to die soon. she is so kind and wise and has so much love. i hope it doesn't hurt too much, and i hope her children will have the fondest of memories which will help numb and ease the pain. she is too young and so brave. she won't wear the yellow at the relay for life. she will be a glowing bag of candles, and her light will shine like always.
I was abused by my stepfather and when I was a teenager I would have dreams of killing him.
I miss my husband having premature ejaculation problems because now fucking takes forever.
I think my married lover is going to reconcile with his wife. She finally confronted him with an affair that she's known about all along.
I snooped in my husband's facebook account and I know everything
I can't stop drinking and it's getting hard to hide.
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