I can’t remember who told me about PostSecret but it’s become one of my favorite blogs. Each entry consists of a postcard that someone sent the curator to post. They are beautiful postcards with intriguing confessions.
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I married a widower who was madly in love with his first wife. I love him more than life itself, and know that he loves so very much, and is happy with me. We’re so great together. But I secretly sometimes feel like he’ll never be able to love me as much as I love him. Even though he never really gives me reason to feel that way.
sometimes i pretend to talk on my mobile so people wont think i’m alone
Ive been with my boyfriend for as long as i cant remember because im scared that he might drink himself to death or commite suicide if i leave him because he is like that 🙁
Im afraid to leave my boyfriend for fear that he might do somthing stupid becase he drinks and suicidal…
I love her so much, but I’m scared I’m just going to hurt her again.
I faked pregnancy for 5 months and then lied and said my child was still born.
I lie so much that I am starting to believe myself.
I wish my parents were divorced.
All the kids at school think that my brother’s 2 year old son is mine, I like them thinking that.
My cousin forced me to give him oral sex 2 summers ago. My grandmother walked in just as he was zipping his pants. I think she thinks I wanted to do it.
I might tell you that my dad abuses me. But he doesn’t. I wish he did though- because I hate him for non-exsistent reasons, and that would give me an excuse.
I think I was molested when I was very young, but I blocked it out so I dont remember.
I suck my thumb and carry a blankie.
My best friend loves pot more than he loves me.
And It kills me.
I met this amazing guy and he says
XXXXXXXXX: im really not ready for a relationship
He says that because he doesnt want me to kill myself, and I know it.
I thought he would be okay with who I am, and that maybe he would love me and prove that all the other guys were wrong.
But he won’t
He wants to get to know me before he dates me, but the truth is- if he gets to know me, he wont want to date me.
I made up an entire life- complete with a car wreck that proved fatal for the love of my life.. it never happened.. But I wish it did.
And that makes me want to kill myself.
The other day I promised him I would never use my skin as canvas again…
He called me that night.
While we were talking, I dug a very artistic “THANKS, DAD” into my ankle.
Thank god for scar solution.
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I am 17 and am in love with a boy who is only 14. I don’t know what to do.
– I wish I was dead, but who doesn’t?
– Sometimes I like to tell people my dad beats me, but he really doesn’t.
– I wish my parents would get a divorce.
– I like sleeping naked.
– I wish I were anorexic, maybe then I’d be beautiful.
– Sometimes I think about other *girls*..although I’m not bisexual.
– I envy ALL of the girls I like to say I hate at my school.
– I hate having sex with my boyfriend.
– The only reason I’m still with him is because I’m terrified of being single & lost & alone.
– I HATE MY SISTER.
– I masturbate more than 2 times a week.
– I cut my legs so no one sees the cuts.
– My grandmother is a suicidal maniac, I envy her.
Wow, I’ve never told anyone that before. *SIGH.*
I’m sad today. My boyfriend may or may not have broke up with me. I don’t really know because we aren’t talking. I thought I wanted him to, but now I’m not sure. I’m so confused. I’ve been in love with my ex since the day that I met him almost 3 years ago, but we both had too many responsibilities for it to work. I met my current boyfriend and decided that I should love him since he really loved me. Then I think I actually started to love him. Well, I’ve been talking to my ex again lately, and he’s all I can think about. My boyfriend doesn’t know it, he just thinks I’m mad at him about something. I know if I got back with my ex, things would be the same as before. We would never have any time for each other. I can’t help but wish that things would be different this time. What should I do? Please someone, tell me what to do!!!
I love him so much.
& he hates me.
i binged.
FAT
FAILURE
DISAPPOINTMENT
OBESE
UGLY
WORTHLESS
just please make this cycle stop…
i binged.
FAT
FAILURE
DISAPPOINTMENT
OBESE
UGLY
WORTHLESS
just please make this cycle stop…
I tasted my own come and loved it
For “sad”,
It’s simple, all you have to do is ask yourself- Are you willing to give up this current boyfriend to have another chance with your ex. If you’re not willing to take the risk, then don’t. Move on with your life with the current boyfriend and appreciate him, because he deserves it.
i can’t see myself living past age 20.
i have stretch marks
i really like a guy that really likes me. but i won’t consider dating him just because of his looks. but i cant stop thinking about him.
So, my boyfriend that may or may not have broke up with me the other day…..he tells me that I CAN’T go out with my girlfriends. I basically have to choose between him and them. Friends that I’ve had since way before I knew him. This has nothing to do with the ex anymore. This has to do with respect and control. He is trying to control me. I was in a relationship once that started with this and ended with him beating me. Am I doomed for that again? I think I might be with a psycho stalker!!!!
I am a single mother of 3 young children. I have no friends and no life. I am tired all of the time. I work full time and I am about to start back to school full time as well. I just don’t know how I’m gonna deal. It’s really starting to get me down. My kids are so wild and unappreciative. I’ve let them get away with so much for so long, that now, I don’t know how to turn it around and regain control. In the meantime, my life feels like it’s spiraling out of control!!!!! AAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!
I’ve been joking about how depressed I am according to websites listing symptoms of depression. I’ve been wishing that someone will finally figure out that I’m not joking, and it’s a weak cry for help. I’m just not strong enough to go out and say it- I think I’ve got an awful depression. I’m only 14, and I want to commit suicide. I have the rest of my life to live. But my bestfriend, who is supposed to know me more than anyone, has no clue who I am.
failed coercion leads to intrusion and the blood forever runs
in her head into her hands between her legs where his mind lies
power drives him into murder innocence
on the rack of his devices vices and designs
she will never scrub the stains from her arms from her neck
from her legs the dirt will remain as a reminder of his hateful face
reach in rip apart the inner fibers of her soul
boy you’ll never know how it feels to fear the shame
feel free to walk down any dark street without fear
without shame no one is gonna touch you and you don’t need protection she shouldn’t need protection!
and you can sit there with that stupid smile on your face and try to convince me that you care defined by your power
defined by her body the innocence she feels everybody else contains it’s lost it’s gone but i guess it doesn’t matter anyway
reach in rip apart the inner fibers of her soul
and you can sit there with that stupid smile on your face and try to convince me that you care defined by your power defined by her body defined redefined fucked tortured and discarded and if he ever cares maybe he will feel ashamed for everything he’s stolen for all the trust she gave possessed and broken she cries but it’s not our problem
pull down your goddamn blinds he will never think he’s wrong she will think you’re wrong she will never feel quite right – boy sets fire
I understand why the light is always on. Mine is on too.
I hope you’re okay.
im on prozac, because i’ve not been happy since the day i left you in france…i’ve never been able to wake up and feel complete…and i know im never going to get that feeling with you again…im so afraid of leaving u again this year at school…i think you were my soul mate…i love you…and will always do…
i shudnt have pressured u into something u werent comfortable with…i just cudnt bare to know you were sleeping with guys when i was sleeping with you…
im sorry
im so so sorry
-I worry that he’s more infatuated with me than in love, like a phase that wears out.
-I promised him I’d come to him with my problems. It was a lie and I knew it.
-I wish I had an abusive past to explain all the crap I put myself through.
-I’m afraid of moving away because I fear that the depression, cutting, suicidal thoughts will come back when I leave everyone I know.
-I’m afraid I was never cured. It’s just waiting to reawaken…
-I hate myself for being filled with middle-class angst. It feels self-centered.
Impresionnant soft pour crer des copies exactes de CD’s.
I’m afraid I’ll do something stupid to lose him
When my best friend hugged me, I would have gave anything to have stayed locked in his arms forever.
i still wish that i were dead.
I was crying when i was listening the priest at retreat. My friend found that something was wrong with me and asked “Are you ok?”. I covered my eyes by my hair and answer “No”. She didn’t notice my tears. (I think.)
I’m too scared. I thought she laught her ass off if she knew that behind my ateism curtain “i miss feeling close to God”.
nini i am very happy now, being with u is the most wonderful time i have…
if i can turn the clock bck, i wish i can turn it bck to the day before we meet last time.
if i can turn the clock bck, i wish i can make everything better than last time.
if i can turn the clock bck, i wish i never send u those texts.
if i can turn the clock bck, i wish i can hv u bck n we can be friend forever.
if i can turn the clock bck, i wish we can take a pic together.
if i can turn the clock bck, i wish i can c u smile.
if i can have my wish come true, i wish i can kiss u again.
if we are still friend, i wish u can come n visit me, n i’ll show u all the place i like n i’ve been to…
i bet you dont know it yet.
but you’ll be mine forever.
i wish i can hear your voice again,
but i can’t,
because i lost your number… ;(
leaving u is not the end of the world,
don’t worried.
i might feel regret sometimes,
but at least i was happy being with u.
it hurt,
but i’m ok now.
i still love u,
but it doesn’t mean we have to be together.
i let u go,
just want u to be happy.
i want to thank u,
because of u i’m stronger now.
i am happy with what i have now,
i dun ask for more.
i still thought about u sometimes,
i think i miss u.
i don’t know what emotions are.
i am a lesbian becuase i was molested last spring. i am only 15. i used to be bisexual, but now men scare me. i know who molested me while i was asleep. but he doesnt know i know. i cry after every time we hang out. but then i laugh because he loves me and now its his fault i am a lesbian. i am in love with a girl at my school. i have been ever since i saw her. i used to hate being a lesbian, but becuase of her i am glad i am. finally. i dont know if i should tell my friend i know, or if i should try to talk to erin, to tell her that i love her, even though she doesnt know me. if anyone wants to help me, its foreverand4on@hotmial.com
he doesn’t even realize how the things he says breaks my heart.
it’s not his fault…but he really is a dick sometimes. without trying to be. and i just want him to make it all better and make this feeling go away…like he always does…
writing this just made me feel better.
i have to finally admitt it..i still miss him. and he is the only person in the world i want to be with. i know i hurt you, but i would do anything to take it back. please come back…
I don’t actually hate him. I hate the way that he is completely over me, and the fact that I will NEVER be over him. The only thing that makes it worse is that I could have prevented it. And he would still be mine.
this post could have been posted by me. its my fault we broke up. i think about it all the time. 4 months later, i still want you back. my friends have been great so i put on a smile for them. but its at night, when im all alone that i think about him and how i want to be with him again more than anything else in the world.
i was raped at the age of 11 and abused all my life , i self harm because of how low i feel , have done for the last seven years , ive been in and out of units to help me but none of them worked , ive treid to kill myself so many times, now i try to cope but its getting to hard again ….. i will die one day soon i swear!. i cant take the memories and being all alone with no one to tell me it will be ok., they told me i was fat stupid , and iknow its true , thats why it hurts so much , i can take the pain of hitting but not the words. i used to starve myself to make me feel better but it didnt work. they found out i hurt myself and they hit me more , i still it now but they dont know im scared theyl find out and hit me again . i see my rapist every week and im scared hes going to come for me ……….. i give in . i need some one to hugg me 🙁
i hate me
i used to cut..i told my mom it was once.
i only stopped..so she wouldn’t see and a friend told me he would if i did.
i think i may have an eating disorder.
he told me he would never cheat again..
i don’t believe one word after all he did to me..
but i still love him.
i finally just have to admitt it…i still miss you and i don’t want to be with anyone else in the world. please come back…
bexx.
if u ever need someone to help. or juz simply talk to.. i’ll be here to help alright..
keep urself alive too.
lifes a bitch. but u’ve got to believe in better days or even if its just a better day.
there are never any beautiful suicides. death is not a solution.
thanks ‘alone’ x
I tell my boyfriend of 18 months that I don’t doubt us in any way.
I’m in love with my ex-best friend. She knows that. After all, I did sleep with her in the summer. She told me she loved me too. She lied.
I still smoke 20 marlboro lights every saturday
I drink whenever i can.
I still cut. A lot.
I’ve been bulimic for as long as I can remember. And I’m still fat.
I’m just a kid.
I have so many flaws. Thats probably not even half of them.
I told my friend I had cut myself and forced myself to throw up.
I told her I stopped and won’t do it again.
I did it again and I know she knows.
She doesn’t need to say anything about it, she knows.
i read all of these messages. i have never believed in anything as much as i believe that you are all going to be ok some day. it might not be tomorrow, but it will happen. 🙂
Im in love with a girl, shes my soul mate. Iv waited so long to find her…
… i told her that i’ll move in with her but i find myself tryin to make problems that rnt really there so she’ll leave me…
… Im scared of relying on her and her breaking my heart. I want to get there first
Sometimes life gets too real. Sometimes I love too much and that’s waht happened with my soldier… I loved him too much, it freaked him out and now my best friend won’t speak to me .. so what happens now if he dies when he goes to war? I’m scared.