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.
post secret
Just_until_december~
He didnt leave me,
instead he told me he loves me,
and today ive never felt so beautiful.
Aja,
then he’s worth it. I’m happy for you
My counselor says I have conquered my depression,
In only a few months.
Im a warrior,
And im enjoying every second of it.
If you have a relationship with someone and they sleep with your friend, but you werent actually going out, do you have the right to be mad?
I doubt myself even more when other people fuck up, only because I dont know if my feelings are ‘right’ or not.
Rae,
its perfectly fine to be mad. even if you have somewhat of a relationship,
a) theres strong emotions there
and
b) your friend should have cared enough to realize that there was somewhat of a relationship there.
it makes me feel weak,
because ive already given them second chances.
But someone told me today,
“thats just you, and the forgiveness is not weak, its beautiful. people wont take advantage of that if they truely care about you.”
Im giving in and giving up right now.
Whatever happens happens.
our relationship was ruined,
and i wasnt even the one who ended it.
If im weak, thats just how it is.
Ill find something in this town,
wont i?
I didnt think i would like this relationship,
the fact that we dont need to talk,
or keep up stretched conversation,
i got a little sad at first,
that our words were one sided.
But when you hold me,
and when you breath right next to my ear,
when you kiss my head over and over,
and when you run your fingers over my face,
i know this is how it should be,
and i dont want it any other way.
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You ask me that night,
do I love you?
I didn’t answer,
I can’t,
I wish I can say that to you,
I love you
I love you
I love you
You ask me that night,
do I love you?
I didn’t answer,
I can’t,
I wish I can say that to you,
I love you
I love you
I love you
my post secret:
a lot on ppl on here say thir secret is being a cutter and how bad tht is.
i guess my secret is tht i cut
and I DONT SEE ANYTHING WRONG WIH IT
and that xxxxxSLExxxx is the problem.
i love u, but u don’t need to know,
coz i’d never want to hurt or lose u.
I wish……. i knew what i wanted.
and i wish
someone cared about me.
just_until_december,
i just wanted to let you know, i care about you. even though i never met you and probably never will.
you are like everybodys mother on this site, offering help and advice, and reassurance. more people ahould be like you. you seem really sweet and caring.
and thanks for your support.
-sabby
Im telling you now,
never stop having faith.
thank you.
lacy
wherever you are, whoever you are.
i wish you could know what you helped do to our family.
i wish you could know how hard it was on me for him to tell me it was my fault my mom always cried, why she left. when really it was yours and his.
i wish you could know how my mom still cries everynight 2 years later because she doesn’t think she is a beautiful or young or skinny or amazing as you.
i wish she could know that no matter what you look like or who you are
shes the amazing one.
shes the strong one.
she deserves to be happy.
i wish you had both thought about what you would be doing to my family.
we didnt deserve this.
we went through so many bad things because of actions that you had a part in.
you knew.
i guess i just wanted to say this.
because im the “happy one”
and not very many of my friends no about this.
and none of them know the real details.
and 2 years later i’ve never spoken about it
but always heard.
and i hate you for it.
because i cant hate him.
Even though you were never there for me and our son, Ill always love you with everything that i am. Even though you sleep with her every night, there is always a space for you in my heart. Please come home.
heres some more.
.im a christian who doesnt really believe there is a God.
.im only 14 and i think i could be a better mom then a lot of moms that are out there now, hitting their kids and leaving them alone for days at a time.
.i like my dad more than my mom, even though my dad ruined our entire family’s lives.
. that thing just said it was posted by mommy.
but i didnt write mommy in there.
what the hell.
.i sent one of these and i dont think it went through so lets try that again.
.i wish someone on here would find me and talk to me in person because i can open up to a website but not someone who already knows me.
.i idolize my sister, who does drugs and smokes.
.and she still has more friends than i do.
. i havent made out yet because im afraid of it. because i dont know how. i missed getting that gene.
.i lie a lot.
“Posted by: Just_until_december at December 19, 2006 02:09 PM
I made a bulletin on myspace full of fake secrets, so that i could type my real secret and no one would know which one it was.
But i keep hoping he’ll know.”
hey i did that too.
.i eat my feelings.
.i eat when im bored.
.i eat all the time.
.i want to cry every time i eat a fucking brownie.
.i hate how my sister who is two years older than me, is smaller than me.
.she had an eating disorder.
.i want one too.
.but i cant bring myself to puke, or i get too hungry, or i get too out of breath to work out.
.im poor.
.i read so i can escape from people.
.when watching the show ‘my super sweet sixteen’ i name all the people who i would have at my sweet sixteen.
.i can only think of around 10 or 20 people.
.i got dumped for the first time a month ago and im still heartbroken over it.
ive liked this guy for three years.
hes lead me on a lot.
he has a girlfriend now.
he thinks im over him.
i also like the guy that dumped me.
i stare at him in class a lot.
i say im staring that the clock.
youllneverknow,
if you ever need someone to talk to email me at dlarkin@mugglenet.com.
i’d like to hear what you have to say.
somethings in my past like having sex at 14 wasnt the worst,
i almost slit my own throat,tried to drown myself, bought a gun but no bullets, i cut my self, drink myself to sleep, smoke weed to get my mind off other than what has happened, walk on the streets to show who i really am, im white but r accepted in a black neighborhood because of my personality, i rap for these ppl and they love it, but what i have lost the most is love and interset in things that i used to enjoy. if my parents wouldnt have died i wouldnt be like this, but if it waznt for my boyfriend i wouldnt be here today, why does life have to be unfair? wut did i do to get this? nothing it’s me, terribly it is.
my mom asked me why i dont do anything with my friends who are girls.
she doesnt know that theyve hurt me more times than i can count.they make plans without me. everytime i do something with them, they ignore me. they cast me aside like im nothing. im only there so they have one more person to make their group look bigger. theyre all fake. only 2 of them care. only one of them talks to me when we are in a group.
this is why i want more guy friends.
sometimes i see you and i wanna hold you and be with you. i personally we could the perfect couple. if only you didnt think of me like a little sister. but i rather be the only girl in your life that you can trust, then being an X girlfriend. i think your perfect
Sabby.
I know exactly how you feel.
First off, as a person responsible for treating seriously mentally ill individuals day in and day out I have to encourage anyone on this site considering harming themselves to please talk to someone. There are always answers, there are always solutions. Keep searching for a way to get yourself out of your darkest places. I suffered for years myself and one day just woke up and decided that I had more control than I realized and started taking all the necessary steps. It is hard but so worth it.
This site is a great tool for comforting and nurturing eachother. Please continue to reach out. We all have the same blood pumping through our veins. We all cry the same tears. Love your fellow man and please continue to look out for eachother.
You were in my dream last night,
we went shopping,
it was a sweet and happy dream,
weird but nice…
i cut myself like over e year ago now but the scars havnt gone there still there and its so upsetting coz there right on my wrist. other ppl hu have done it, have had there scars go . and im trying to get over this stage in my life but there a constant reminder which drags me bk.
samantha, i go through the same thing. i cut up my arm and my dad even sometimes takes my arm and looks at them making this face….i get dragged back all the time myself as well…
I think I’m turning into a slut.
The problem is, I don’t fucking care, no matter how much you lecture me. It’s FUN.
abc,
i’m with you. It is fn to be a total slut sometimes but be careful and dont do something you’ll regret.
ABC,
It is fun.
but don’t do something you regret
abc
i agree… but play the game like me… just deny everything you do and tell everyone it’s a lie… it makes it twice as much fun!
you were a beautiful mistory better left unsolved
cause now that i see who you really are, i don’t wanna know you at all
why can’t i make myself do anything?
why can’t i get a grip on it?
is he cheating on me?
will i ever be sure?
do you know the answers?
i like to brooke myself.
each night, it’s someone new.
their face isn’t as beautiful as yours, of course.
but hey, what the hell.
its just brooking.
my birthday is on monday.
but i have this feeling that no one will remember
or care.
what they dont realize is that in 11 months, they’ll realize they should have cared.
i FUCKING hate you!
i hate the hyprocrite u’ve became.
yet i miss u so much.
im the screwed one eh?
just_until_december ,
happy birthday i know i dont know you but you have helped so many people on here and i know im not the only one who cares
so happy birthday and try to enjoy it
happy birthday just until december
you do a lot of good things for people and…it will be returned to you.
Thank you.
I’d like to be able to say my birthday was great.
But it wasn’t.
Because yesterday i found out a childhood friend of mine died and today i couldn’t stop crying.
But thank you.
(like four people remembered today)
I came on here SPECIFICALLY to say happy birthday to you just_until_december. HAPPY BIRTHDAY! One year older and one year wiser. Hopefully this year will be better to you.
happy birthday
im really sorry about your friend
i know how it is.
thank you so much. You don’t know what it means to me.
im not happy i feelso alone so much of the time