Tell Secret: Anonymous Confessions & Revelations

Introduction

Tue, 03 Jun 2008 23:04:31 GMT

PostSecrets here. You are invited to anonymously contribute your secrets. I think that understanding the secrets others keep can help us cope with our own pasts and present self opinions. The truth will set you free. /Stop living in fear and in the past./ ATTENTION: All content on this site has been created and submitted anonymously. What is a secret? A secret can be a desire, regret, hope, untold kindness, fantasy, fear, betrayal, sexual fantasy, confession, or childhood humiliation. Reveal anything as long as it is the truth. Anonymous? We do not require you to login or create an account. You are free to express yourself in complete safety. When submitting your secret just ignore the fields for your name or use them to make a point. Postcard Secret Artworks You are encouraged to create a postcard either by traditional or digital methods and upload it here. You may also post just plain text.

am i important?

Tue, 02 Jun 2009 23:04:32 GMT

i feel like i have noone, like im the only person to help me through all of my pain and difficulties. i've been a self harmer since i was 13,i am 18 now, and recently i have been trying to stop, i even got a tattoo to encourage me to stop. my boyfriend is the only one that knows about my self harm, but i feel like he just pretends that it doesnt exist. its really hard to stop with out any support from anyone, expecially him. just a few seconds ago i told him that i needed support to stop in a text, and he didnt say anything. i know he is there because we just got off the phone. i need help i wish there was just one person i could talk to about this because none of my friends care about what i have to say. today i was going to tell them about my self harm, and i started by saying that i know they dont know a lot about me, and a friend of mine inturpted me and said "you dont tell me and i dont care that you dont" it just hurt me a lot so i just couldnt tell them. now im at home, and my...

Attitude of Mind. I want to Kill...

Sun, 19 Apr 2009 23:04:31 GMT

I want to kill really bad people ... and thus help really good ones.

Caught between a rock and a hard place

Mon, 30 Jun 2008 23:04:31 GMT

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...

Driving the School Bus while Drunk

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 23:04:31 GMT

Fill the Void

Sat, 13 Jun 2009 23:04:32 GMT

I still remember that really sunny day. the four of us were sitting out on the docks our feet soaking up the water while our bodys soaked up the sun. we smiled and laughed with each other. i pushed my friends boyfriend into the water and he pulled me and the others in. we splashed around and then got out. the sun was setting and the wetlends looked great. i dove into the water swam over to the island in the river. my boyfriend didnt fallow me. my best friends boy friend did. we talked and talked. my boyfriend called from the other shore to see if everything was ok. we yelled back that everything was okay and kept talking. i saw shadows move away from the docks. they had left. my firends boyfriend noticed to and kissed me slightly. i pulled away but i felt right. he told me he loved me. i shoke it away while we continued to kiss. i loved him to. we had sex that night. we took our time and walked back to the house. my boyfriend was asleep on the couch and my best friend was asleep on...

Get your own husband!

Thu, 23 Apr 2009 23:04:31 GMT

Oh my god! I can NOT stand you! I wish you'd stay the hell away from my husband you dumb little witch! I can not stand that you THINK you and him are best friends! HE IS MY BEST FRIEND THAT IS WHY HE MARRIED ME! You are nothing but a pain in the ass virgin who is 28! I have nothing against your morals, but get your own husband to be best friends with YOU LOSER!!!

Gift From My Wife.

Thu, 25 Jun 2009 23:04:32 GMT

I wrote a song yesterday. It was ment to take away the pain. The pain of being your husband. The pain of watching you walk away after kissing me and a smile saying, "I wont be long" and not knowing how to read between the lines. But that's ok, the song was ment for me anyway. I sing it at night when I can't sleep and I'm wishing you where here with me count sheep so I can dream about the way it was when we first met. I know you think I don't care. You just couldn't see past what you thought was my blank stair. But that's ok. I was there anyway, no matter what you think. Some times you just missed it when you blinked. My love for you went right on by. Now there's nothing left but for me to but cry. Wont you come back and wipe my eyes? I think its about time you realized, I'm not the one who left you all alone and paralyzed. There's something else behind your own eyes, something else lock away deep in side. But I swear some times the things you do, I just can't believe that there true....

God Hates Me.

Tue, 31 Mar 2009 23:04:31 GMT

I honestly believe that God hates me because nothing in my life can ever go right. I pray to him, am religious to him, but he's never there when I need him. I feel like he purposely makes my life screwed up. I put on a front that I am happy, when in reality I am far from it. I know that I am depressed, but my pride tells me I'm not. I'm not good when it comes to guys and I don't know why, but it kills me everyday of my life. Guys tell me I'm attractive, but I feel like they're all after me to shut me down. I do everything I'm told by my parents, and I am doing a hell of a lot better than my older siblings have, but It doesn't make me feel any better about myself. I know my life isn't bad, but I can't shake the feeling that I am a true failure. I always get my hopes up to be shot down right away and I know that I don't deserves it. I guess I just have a black cloud following me around everywhere. My family life is not good at all, but I try to stay strong for their sake. Sometimes I...

Graduating without a degree

Thu, 22 Jan 2009 23:04:31 GMT

I've been lying to my friends and family for the last 2 years saying I've been finishing up my bachelors degree. Now they all think I am about to graduate but really still have at least a year left. I don't have the drive at all to go back to school. I just want to run away for an adventure!

Head Splatter

Tue, 20 Jan 2009 23:04:31 GMT

I don't know why I am writing this except that I can't speak it out loud to anyone. They would think I'm nuts, or they might take me seriously that would bring up an entirely different subset of issues, questions and unecessary problems. I dream about seeing my Husband's head explode. In the dream I can't really tell what makes it explode; there's no crack of a gunshot, no smack of a baseball bat against the pulpy grotesque shape of his bald head. It just explodes. And I laugh. If it really happened in real life I think I would laugh. Poor baby...dirty little bits of his smelly head blasted all over the walls and windows. He's such an asshole; you have never met another person quite as miserable as he is. I wish his head would explode and the mess would clean itself up. And that he would be gone and I would be happy.

I am Your Neighbor, and I Masturbate In Public

Fri, 15 May 2009 23:04:32 GMT

I am a middle aged professional woman. I have a very useful skill of thigh sqeezing which entertains me "unconspiciouly" in public places. After several weeks of training at home it now works perfectly. Sometimes I need a hand but only for additional pressure. I am able to have an orgasm "and DO ALL THE TIME" at the office behind my desk. I had one in a cinema, two formidable ones waiting at the tax office, about a dozen on the bus or on the subway. I am glad that I figured out the benefits of this method. The thrill when squeezing the thighs is amazing, but my face and tensions are noticeable, so I have to be careful. I was waiting in the doctors office the other day, and my neighbor was in the waiting room. Little did she know that I had three orgasms while I waited. See you soon neighbor...

I confess...

Tue, 23 Dec 2008 23:04:31 GMT

You want the truth? Deep inside, I hate you all. I just can't tell you to your faces. For telling him, for being self centred, for being clever, for being pretty, for liking her, for leaving me out, for simply knowing, for being with him. And why? Because you remind me so much of myself, it makes me sick.

I had an affair with a married man twice my age

Mon, 08 Dec 2008 23:04:31 GMT

I had an affair with a married man. I was 18 and he was 36. His wife found out and we're no longer together. Almost three years later, I still think about him daily. I long for him. I miss him. I still love him. I guess you never really get over your first love.

I hate you

Tue, 24 Mar 2009 23:04:31 GMT

I hate you Merja. We worked in the same company, two secretaries, I fucked the client and was about to move to London when he broke out and I was left here. You moved to London with your boyfriend but couldn't find a job so you called the client, fucked him and you have got the job I WANTED!! I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate...

I Have DEEP Compulsions to Kill Jews. I HATE JEWS!

Mon, 04 May 2009 23:04:31 GMT

There are few things in the world as grotesque as a filthy Orthodox Jew; especially a dark, beady eyed, hook nosed modern day Shylock Zionist. Even conjuring up such an image in my mind makes me nauseous. Young Jewish children are no different, for they are merely monster seeds of their demon genitors. Zionism runs hot in their veins and the hate of all "goym" is their foremost birthright. I often fanaticize about strangling to death Jewish monster children. There is nothing as beautiful as Jewish death, except the suffering of their bestial children. When I see Jewish children in public I feel a deep compulsion to put my hands around their delicate necks; a boiling need to strangle their caustic forms into oblivion. I see them for the true insects they are, and I know they are nothing more than the larva of Jew parasites; grubbing maggots gestating in the festering meat of our rotting country. To make things even more complicated. I am Jewish...

I LOVE DADDY

Mon, 09 Mar 2009 23:04:31 GMT

Daddy loves me very much. He always tells me this. More than anything in the world. He loves me so much, he shows me. Every night. Daddy has fucked me since I was just a little girl. Now my mother has moved out and us two are all alone. How do I explain to everyone why I can't have a boyfriend?

I still love you

Sun, 21 Jun 2009 23:04:32 GMT

I don't care if you don't love me any more, I still love you more than anything. It is my life rank in these times that I can still feel this love even if it's one sided. You have made me so happy and complete and even though I must let you go (with great regret) I love you like I've never loved before. I didn't even know I could do that.

I still picture you In the Sun

Tue, 14 Apr 2009 23:04:32 GMT

I don't think I love him anymore. At least not like I used to. But I don't remember the last time we kissed, and that makes me sad. And the last thing I remember saying to him was that we were never friends, and I've found out these last days it's not true. I miss the hidden friendship my ex and me had. And I wonder, but doubt, if we'll ever have that again...

I Stole money from my pregnant sister

Tue, 21 Apr 2009 23:04:31 GMT

When I was a teen I stole money from my pregnant sister... and she doesn't know it was me. I feel guilty about it but I can never confess. I was trying to fit into the wrong crowd and trying to please the wrong people. I hate myself for it.

I Think I'd Like to Die

Mon, 27 Apr 2009 23:04:31 GMT

When i saw this picture, i laughed. Inside, something inside of me was envious. To have the freedom, to have the passion, to have the conviction to be dead? To kill oneself? I wish that I could, but i am too connected. It's ironic, i have too many people that care about me. I have such functional friendships that it would destroy 20 people if i ended it. The only one i told was Tyler. He doesn't know that i was serious. I think it's time to start alienating people. I want to do this right.

I told him I lost our baby

Sat, 12 Sep 2009 23:04:32 GMT

But I had an abortion because he was abusive.. Then I left.

I Want to Die Because God Hates Me

Sun, 24 May 2009 23:04:32 GMT

My life has been shit. I thought I had it all together found the perfect man, but he relapsed ( went back onto drugs) five months after we got together. He was the perfect man and I felt like we were meant for each other. I have cousins who are younger than me who are married and in martial bliss with their wives. Here I am into my 30's with no one. I feel like God hates me as all my life I've suffered one way or another while my cousins have been blessed so much."Vincent", my boyfriend, made me feel so happy and secure, but NO! God had to take him from me! I give up and want to die.

I want to quit being weak

Wed, 28 May 2008 23:04:31 GMT

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...

I will burn in hell

Thu, 21 May 2009 23:04:32 GMT

I have watched helplessly as my path in life has progressed from good to evil. I come from a good family, with a wholesome upbringing. We are religious, but not to a fault. Still, I was the type of kid that was deathly afraid of swearing in front of my parents. There were no obvious "triggers" growing up no molestation or abuse, etc. There was one thing porn. Plenty of magazines and movies, discovered at a very young age. But that is normal, isn't it? I began masturbating early, and the fantasies progressed to the more and more deviant. Shy and late blooming, I wasn't popular with girls, but in my mind I was fucking them by the dozen. I began "taking risks," masturbating in public, in elementary school. This was my other life. I'm not sure how it progressed, but around high school graduation, it became obvious that I had some obsessive compulsive issues. I spent some time hospitalized dealing with my psychological disorder. Afterwards, my compulsions cycled back through different...

if only i was older

Wed, 12 Aug 2009 23:04:32 GMT

its not my fault i dont like little boys my age. i think the law that u cant date anyone over 18 is fucking stupid. i understand that its wrong.. but the laws to strict. even if ur 17 and ur dating someone whos 18 they will still flipp a bitch and send the 18 year old to jail. thats just bull shit. my boyfriend is 18, and iv never loved anyone as much as him. its sad that i have to hide him from everyone. sometimes i get the urge to tell my mom im in love, but shed ask to many questions and hed get sent to jail in a heartbeat. i hate sitting here waiting for time to pass so we can live together. nothing sucks more than this.

I'm a Sexual Deviant - Treat Me Like an Animal

Thu, 04 Dec 2008 23:04:31 GMT

Nothing in the world seems more natural or erotic to me than peeing outside like an animal. Im afraid im a huge pervert, but i long for my husband to order me to pee on our brand new carpet. I am a sexual taboo. I fantasize about every dirty thing you can imagine; S&M, bondage, rape, being furniture, being a pony, being a plate, being called names. NO ONE KNOWS I'm a beautiful 20 year old, quiet conservative girl and no one has any idea that i long to be lead around naked on a leash and treated like an animal. maybe you know me.

I'm Confused...

Fri, 01 May 2009 23:04:32 GMT

You said you were going to bed, but went to the site anyways. When I asked you about it, you cried and said you didn't want to lose me. We've barely chatted since. Sure, you paid my rent, we had a 6 hour sex session, and you have been sick lately, but have you been that sick as to be unable to email me that you're that sick? Then why send me an mp3 in an email and nothing else in the last two days? I'm really not trying to be weird...but we both fell in love, if I'm to believe you...and now it seems like you're not here anymore. If I'm overreacting, just being able to at least talk to you would set things right. You don't know how insecure I am right now, and how badly I need your love. Don't you remember when you needed me like this?

I'm the worst person you could ever meet

Tue, 21 Apr 2009 23:04:31 GMT

I'm such a bad person. On the surface I seem really nice and sweet but it's not really the truth. I lie and I cheat and I steel. I get drunk and I do terrible things. I once kissed a married, father of two, whom I worked with. I slept with and ex boyfriends brother to hurt him. I act on impulse and ruin anything good in my life. I feel numb inside and seem to do anything just to feel loved. Then I feel worse in the morning. I'm a waste and fake, and a stupid girl. I dont think I deserve love.

It started when both of us almost died...

Mon, 18 May 2009 23:04:32 GMT

I am very happily married. I love my husband very much. I would never in a million years do anything to hurt my husband. There is a problem I have fallen in love with someone else, my husband's brother. I don't want to be in love with him. I am quite sure the his brother feels the same way about me. I feel utterly disgusted with myself.

It's a myth

Thu, 26 Mar 2009 23:04:31 GMT

I feel very alone. I wish I had more friends. I wish my parents financial problems would dissapear. I wish my step dad wasn't an alcoholic. Everyday i contemplate about suicide but I don't have the balls to take the gun from under my parents bed and pull the trigger. Some day's I feel positive about life and that maybe theirs a chance that all these things i want just might come true and set me free from this cage im trapped in.. but this is deffinantly not one of those moments. I hate being ugly.. having a big nose. I hate people making fun of it. I always try to imagine i'm someone else. I try to make friends at school but no one seems to really want to talk to me, god i wish they would give me a chance. I hope when i wake up tommorrow i'll have a good day, i hope i'll make a new friend maybe, or the girl i like might actually glance at me and give me a cute smile. I wish I could be more than average.. below average. I am scum and everyone else is better than me. I'm fucking...

It's Better To Have Loved And Lied, Than Never To Have Loved At All

Sat, 01 Aug 2009 23:04:32 GMT

I love her. I doesn't matter that we're both female. I don't see gender, and I don't feel bad that she has a boyfriend. He's just a cover up to keep our relationship a secret from her extremely religeous mother. I don't care that the truth would kill him. Mama, I'm lying to you when I tell you that I like certain guys my age. You always mention how much homosexuality disgusts you. It hurts me so much, but I just turn the other cheek and take it because I know it would hurt you to know that you're only child is a fag. I'm sorry. I know how much you dislike difference in age too, Mama. She and I are 3 years apart. I know you don't like any more than 2. I'm sorry that the way I've turned out goes against every moral you've ever tried to instill in me. On second thought no, I'm not.

Justin

Sat, 12 Jul 2008 23:04:31 GMT

I am to be married to a wonderful man... but every time my coworker flashes me his hungry gray eyes and devilish grin, my lust takes more and more control.

Lonely

Fri, 14 Aug 2009 23:04:32 GMT

I cheated on my boyfriend of five years with one of his best friends. I disgust myself. Then the guy I cheated with let the secret slip so now everyone important to me knows. EVERYONE knows. I feel like I have no real friends anymore because of it...My boyfriend can't trust me and I'm not sure I even love him anymore, I feel trapped. I don't have any girls to talk to about it. I think all of my "friends" only think I'm a whore when I'm with them. I don't think I have any true friends anymore. I'm so lonely. People say I'm pretty but I look in the mirror and see ugly. I'm never satisfied with myself. I want to runaway and start over sometimes.

Mother beat my 'POOR' Father to the Grave

Fri, 30 May 2008 23:04:31 GMT

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.

No Breakup Blues

Wed, 08 Oct 2008 23:04:31 GMT

My best friend just broke up with his gilfriend. He's devestated. I wan't to go see him. But I don't know if its because I want to support him, because I want to have him for myself or just because I'm bored and I need something to do. This guy is supposed to be my friend, I should be able to just support him without having my own little adgenda. I'm such a bitch.

Really Love to Masturbate Myself in Public

Thu, 14 May 2009 23:04:32 GMT

I am a lesbian of 23, and I really love to masturbate myself in public. I also like to imagine people naked or in action...

Running away

Fri, 14 Nov 2008 23:04:31 GMT

Stuck between loyalty and passion

Thu, 06 Nov 2008 23:04:31 GMT

I have been married almost 13 years. We have 3 beautiful children and somewhat healthy marriage. I am very successful, without sounding arrogant. My husband is not, at all. He is a hard worker but can't seem to get past his own issues. You know, everyone else is an idiot kind of thinking. I have never cheated on my husband, not physically, yet. I have daydreamed and even played out scenarios in my head. I am somewhat attractive with a thin build, even after 3 children. So, I attract men easily. Not trash either. Usually very successful men. I want them. Not a relationship, just an experience. My husband would never cheat on me. But I find myself want less of him and more of my dreams to actually happen. It's getting harder to keep my head straight. I'll probably screw up everything I have. But what good is life without living it? Also, I am very attracted to these men and often see them behind my eyes when I'm with my husband making love or sex. No one knows this about me and those...

The Battle Between Infinity

Mon, 03 Nov 2008 23:04:31 GMT

Im Waiting For The Day I Finally Believe Im Beautiful.

The sorcerer's apprentice (or) A magical love affair

Fri, 22 May 2009 23:04:32 GMT

My truest friend and I apprenticed under a tarot reader. Our teacher instantly fell in love with my friend. I fell in love with my teacher. I tried to push them together, but could not after my friend admitted his affection for me.I forced myself to love my fellow apprentice because it was as close as I could get to my teacher's love... Now, the other apprentice is away and I spend most days around my teacher. Every time I see him, every time i fall into his eyes, I think to myself: if only I was a boy, if only I was a boy, then maybe he would want me instead... Never have I seen a person so beautiful as he...

Tonight - Seduced by a Stranger

Tue, 28 Apr 2009 23:04:31 GMT

Only hours ago I had sex with a man that I'm not dating. I'm suppose to be moving in with my boyfriend soon. I just can't stand having sex with people I love. It has to be dirty and wrong. And when this other man twisted my hands above me and threw me on his bed, I let him take me right there.

Tossing Brussel Spouts Made me Horny

Wed, 04 Jun 2008 23:04:31 GMT

I was hungry. So I looked in the fridge and found some brussel spouts. I put them in a bowl and poured olive oil, salt and pepper over them. Then I proceeded to toss them in the bowl. This weird tingling started happening and I realized that tossing them in the bowl was making me super horny. So I kept doing it and I got hornier and hornier until I reached orgasm. Who would have thought? I think I have a fetish for this or something because scooping ice into buckets makes me horny too. Hmm...

'Unplanned' Sister - Wish She Wasn't Born

Sat, 18 Apr 2009 23:04:31 GMT

My mother once told me that my parents only had my younger sister becuase my mother's best friend died from cancer a few weeks after giving birth and (I guess) they wanted her son to have a friend the same age to grow up with. Ironically, my sister and the dead friend's son do not get on and she finds him really annoying, so we only see them once or twice a year. That worked out well, didn't it? Also I sometimes wish that the best friend hadn't died, so my parents wouln't've had my younger sister and it would've just been me and my brother. I am a really horrible person at times. Would my sister forgive me if I brought up that she was an 'unplanned child' in an argument? Doubt it.

Victims of Circumstance

Thu, 18 Dec 2008 23:04:31 GMT

When everyone thought I was out on a date with my best friend who wants to be more, I was actually hanging out with my roommate's brand new ex girlfriend. I know it's against the code, but I really like her, and I don't know what to do about it. We never really talked while they were dating, but afterward we spoke once or twice and now I feel like I have to talk to her. She's sort of addictive. She's really smart and I can have intelligent, entertaining conversations with her at a moment's notice. The whole situation is killing me though, because she doesn't want to hurt anyone, and I know I have to be loyal to my friend. Then I also have to make sure I don't trash the relationship I have with my best friend. I hate this.

What I want What I need

Wed, 11 Mar 2009 23:04:31 GMT

I am married to the most incredible woman. She is wonderful in every way. My problem is I am obsessed with Japanese girls. I want to travel to Japan to see them first hand. I want to be around them, talk to them, have sex with them. I am obsessive compulsive and I know that at some point I will have saved the money to go there and will fufill my desires. I'm crazed.