You're not the only one who is messed up. Confession time….
My Worst Secret Is…
When I was 14 my dad took a job in London so we had to move there temporarily. Knowing we would only be there for 6 months I decided it would be funny to pretend to be welsh. I managed to get everyone to believe me and managed to keep it up for the whole 6 months. I now have a career in acting
My Worst Secret Is…
I met a wonderful guy a little over 2 years ago. We had amazing chemistry and the sex was off the charts. I ended up pregnant and as a result of immense fear, I had an abortion. I am still in college and there was no way I was ready for a child with someone I barely knew.
He gave me a ring and we were engaged shortly. He got me pregnant again(!?!)
I reacted the same way and gave the ring back….
Now things have went down hill. I finally told him about the RN I slept with and his friend. I also had a one night stand with a grad student all in the span of 2 years along with making out with numerous guys at the clubs. He tried to stay but he couldn’t pretend any longer…guess I got what I deserved.
***even worse the guy i cheated with got me pg a 3rd time and I had him convinced him it was his…i made the same decision again. *****
My Worst Secret Is….
I serve in a local government position which has a fair amount of influence over certain projects. We can also direct people to get benefits. Anyways, for the past several years, I’ve traded sexual favors for greenlighting municipal projects. If women pleasure me, they get what they need. If they refuse, I crush their projects and spread gossip about them. About two months ago, I made a single mother strip and dance for me. To top it off, I made her sit still while I peed on her face. It’s all about power. To be honest, I then denied her fuel assistance help. The best part is that I’m liberal, so people think I care about women. This year, I’ll be moving up to the state senate.
My Worst Secret Is…
I was reading online on revenge of your neighbor and recently tried something out. My Neighborhood has the craziest people who sit around in the front yard with their cut off levi shorts and just play country music and drink beer all day. My neighborhood hates them and there is nothing that we can do to get rid of them until now. I was reading something about being able to buy tax liens on a persons property from the city. I thought I would research it out and see if my unwanted neighbor had any tax liens that I could purchase. Not to my surprise, my neighbor hasn’t paid his property taxes for a couple years. I then went to a tax lien attorney to see what I can do with these liens they have against their house. He helped me create a trust that we could purchase the tax liens in anonymously. My Tax Lien Attorney went to the city and bought the last couple of years tax liens on their house. He said that I can sue them and take them to court and try to evict them from their house now that the liens have given them enough time to pay their debt to the city. Their papers were served about 6 months ago and my lawyer just contacted me and said that we can start an eviction notice on their home. The funny thing is I got these liens for only $1200. I get their house free and clear and also get to rent it out now to good people the neighborhood will like. These dirty bastards are finally going to get out of this neighborhood and to a trailer park where they deserve. Now I just need to start my company that helps people kick out their no good for anything neighbors.
My Worst Secret Is….
In my second year of college I was abandoned by my entire family (for the second time), my first love became abusive towards me and I was also stalked by someone for six months. Everyone’s negative behaviour was rewarded (especially the stalker, who others percieved as being more talented than any of the people in my class and thus was protected. I was nearly expelled for speaking up even though they believed me and I was teased mercilessly by the other students from then on because they did not), and I came to believe that I was evil and worth far less than other people, so when my abusive ex finally kicked me out of the apartment we were living in I let the stalker take me physically in return for shelter. He did, then he got bored of me after a few months. I opened up to a professor about my depressed and anxious feelings and he used that to try to hook up with me. He was married and it was very unexpected so I was pretty horrified. I finished college but then we went our seperate ways and I had nowhere to go, so I ended up staying with someone with borderline personality disorder, whose influence made me about a billion times sicker. I was already very troubled and extremely afraid of people after my experiences to begin with, and I couldn’t find a job. I secluded myself for months and then, after months of living in squalor in near-starvation… While walking on a trail at 1am in the middle of winter I tried to kill myself.
For years it seemed like others had it far much easier than I… That evil wins over good. I struggled every day to make small gains in my life while those around me did terrible things to others and got away with it. I felt for the longest time as if the rules of Karma only applied to me… That the smallest evil thought or action would come back at me a thousand fold and everyone else was above the law. I was certain that I was evil and that I would soon die.
Then I made a few friends. People who were kind, considerate, intelligent and insightful… Literally the first people in my life who were consistently nice to me in four or five years… Not too long after that I got an amazing job. I used a chunk the money to go into therapy where I was diagnosed with depression. The stalker and I started speaking again on occasion and I realized that he was extremely isolated. Recently his parents (and only remaining family members) died. He tells me constantly these days that he has nobody that he feels close to and no reason to live other than achieving a goal he promised his mother he would accomplish on her deathbed. His incredible job means nothing to him.
Then last night my abusive ex called, and he said that he knocked up a girl on a one-night stand so they started dating and that a little while after the child was born he found out that she cheated on him a thousand times (both before, during and after her pregnancy). He did a DNA test and it came up as being his. They tried counseling and got engaged, but he couldn’t control his rage issues and she left him. He begged for me to come back to him but I said no.
To wrap things up, the above events have deeply affected me mentally and I have become very outwardly aggressive in my pursuit of what I want and in my seeking of things that give me pleasure (to the point where I am completely using people on a whim whch is something that I never would have done in the past). I forgave both of these men who damaged me but I don’t see either myself or other people as being very humane anymore. Essentially, I loved seeing the people who hurt me suffer and it was COMPLETELY necessary before I was able to forgive them.
In a way my biggest secret isn’t even any of this bullshit but what I intend to do from now on. I’ve become mercilessly cruel and I’m not ashaimed, deep down.
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