NeoGAF Anonymous Confessions 2015 - Bare Your Burdens

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Edit: Actually the one left over will likely not be posted. So, everything from last year has been posted at some point in this thread already. From here on, it's new stuff only.

Is it obviously fake, or that uninteresting?

This one's been sitting in the box since last year and I feel bad that it wasn't shared sooner. I'll come back and break this one apart to make the reading easier.

I hope things worked out for you over the past year.

Ditto. I want to see a follow up confession.
 
Wow, that sucks, you're adults, goddammit, fuck her parents, she's old enough to date whoever she fucking wants.
Really?

I thought the story was about a 16yo and a 13yo. He mentions being 16 at the time in the story.

It was confusing.
 
I present this confession to you completely unedited and untouched



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I know he's in his twenties, but that some teenage angst bullshit if I've ever seen one. It sounds rough right now, like it's the end of the world, but you're eventually gonna move on: she clearly has already, or else she'd be fighting for it. Give yourself time, then jump on the next heart break, preferably one that's a bit closer to you.
 
Bad English more than likely. Probably meaning he's been working since he was 16. It says he 24 right after it though.
I thought the story was like in the past and he's been pent up about this since he was 16 and it all came back after he broke up with his current GF.
 
This one's been sitting in the box since last year and I feel bad that it wasn't shared sooner. I'll come back and break this one apart to make the reading easier.



I hope things worked out for you over the past year.

Damn confessor, be strong. You sound like a really good person. I hope you the best.
 
This one's been sitting in the box since last year and I feel bad that it wasn't shared sooner. I'll come back and break this one apart to make the reading easier.



I hope things worked out for you over the past year.
Reading through all that brought me to tears.

Confessor, I really hope you're doing okay now. I'd give you a nice hearty hug right now if I could.
 
Confession: I just broke up with my girlfriend over text because I found out she was hiding her smoking habit from me and wanted me to hide it from my parents and her parents.

I am 26 and she is 25.

Now I'm intrigued. You should post it, with a disclaimer or whatever.

No, it does a disservice to the people who send in actual confessions.

I am never one to think things through. You're right.

Question: Are there more than last year?

More than the same period last year.
 
Confession: I just broke up with my girlfriend over text because I found out she was hiding her smoking habit from me and wanted me to hide it from my parents and her parents.

I am 26 and she is 25.



No, it does a disservice to the people who send in actual confessions.



More than the same period last year.

Oh shit, sorry dude.
 
This will be the last confession of the evening, my friends. I offer no comment at the end of this one.

This event happened when my sophomore year of high school ended. My grades were at its lowest in the 2nd half of my semester. As a result of that, I had to attend summer school for a month starting in early July. I was devastated by this news, more than I should have been. At the time, I thought of "Summer School" as the trigger for "you suck, you're just human fodder, lowest of the low" among many other factors for my "loser" status.

My middle school and high school life wasn't so pleasant. I didn't really have much going for me. My grades even excluding my sophomore year were never so great, didn't have anyone I could really call a friend, just people that I occasionally talk to in classes. No girlfriend either although I never cared much about that at the time. I was focused, or rather, I was trying to anyway on other things in my life like my future, trying to keep my parents from killing each other, or...trying to prevent myself from committing harm to other people.

I did have my next door neighbor who I guess was my closest friend throughout my years in grade school. But we never really "talked". The most we ever did together was play video games, and talk about sports. Never really bonded as the kind of close friend that I want. Like a Shawn from Boy Meets World, Gerald from Hey Arnold, or a Turk from Scrubs. Never had or have a friend like that to this day. Although I guess those are difficult to come by. If I could have only one friend but it was "that" kind of friend, I think my childhood would have been a whole lot different. Instead, my friend life or lack there of, consisted of just people to hang out with from time to time in school and eating while walking alone from hall to hall during lunch period.

Instead however, I get treated with bullies and made fun of on a daily basis because I attended a couple of special ED classes (which were really just a class of 4 or 5 people where we had a free period to complete any homework assignments or go over class work) and how I used to stutter a lot. Luckily I was never bullied physically. Probably because I was tall. If only my height also prevented people from insulting me too.

As far as my family, well without going into too much detail, my parents fought a lot. Which I guess is sorta common nowadays. My brother however...is a different story. I hated him at the time. He was a complete utter jackass to me as well as a bully. Picked on me, constantly pushed my buttons while also tattling on if I were ever out of line, and the worst part, the people that were bullies to me in school, or just kids I didn't like, he was friends with. To me that was the most fucked up part about him. For him to be friends with people that treated me with disgust was like he was the enemy too.

I felt trapped. Didn't fail safe at home nor did I feel safe at School. Didn't have much going for me in terms of grades or friends. Maybe I deserved it somehow I thought. In any case, all this combined with a very low self esteem, I thought I just wanted to end it already and get it over with.

So on a weekend (forgot whether it was Saturday or Sunday), I was home alone and thought it would be a good time and place to finally end it. I learned how to use and tie ropes (what a great skill to learn for this type of situation right?), although the best I could find in the house was a long chain. Somehow I found that fitting. Someone should have brought a poet.

So I had it all set up, and found myself standing on this wooden chair with the chain around my neck. Chair was all wobbling too so I wouldn't have to put in much effort. All I had to too was kick the chair and then it would be all over. At least I thought.

...a few minutes have passed, I was still standing on the wobbling chair with the chain around my neck. During those minutes, I had a thought. It wasn't what will my family think or what I would leave behind necessarily, it was "but what happens next? What happened if I just kept going on with this long and struggling grind of a life"? I mean, if I just ended it right then and there, I wouldn't know or experience what would happen to me as I got older, what life would be like after my grade school life. That sort of thing.

I think of life sometimes like one big story novel. If I ended my life by my own hands right then and there, I would be ending the book midway through. No payoff, no character progression, no climax, and a completely unsatisfying and unfulfilling ending. 5/10, would not read again! So I ended up deciding against it. Took off the chains, safely got off the sodden wobbling chair, put them back where they belonged, and just laid down on my bed.

If there is one thing I hate more than anything else, it's not knowing something. Especially what happens next with him. For better or worse, I decided to keep going with my life and see what happens next. To see if anything does get better or if it keeps going down the drain, with no hope to ever recover from this constant struggle. Worst case for me, at least I would know the real ending. At least then, my book of life would be completed, whether the struggles continues and doesn't get better in the end, or the light finally appears at the end of this dark and grueling tunnel.

I think so far, where I am today, I have made the right choice.
 
That last confession was a good choice for a bedtime story - touching, hopeful and complete. Sorry to hear about the breakup NTGYK, but good on you for sticking to your principles; I would have done the same thing in your situation. Stay strong :)
 
Phew...I'm glad the last confessor didn't go through with it. But reading the deed as it almost happen....step by step recollection of it. It was probably over in a few minutes, but it must have felt like hours or days. Chilling...
 
The last confession is a good fit to close the day and I'm glad you choose that way confessor. I think everyone sometimes has thoughts like "nobody ever told me life would be that hard" and somehow it makes life even more worth living.

Recently I read that your memeries dont get stored as they happen in your brain, your brain retells the story of your memory everytime you think about it. But some things in those stories always stay the same in your brain. The most emotional part of that memory and the ending.

All in all, life is awesome if you think about it. Its hard sometimes but worth it :)
 
I don't even know where to start with this one.

A cascading cacophony of poor decisions about to erupt and engulf you.

How old are you even!?!?!?

You're likely no Matthew McConoughey and you're sitting around waiting for a 17 year old to be totally in the clear so you can't get hit by stat charges and you want to start an affair with her mom because it's really easy!?

I need a Steve Harvey reaction GIF for that one.

Also, generally sociopaths don't feel anything about potential consequences.

Then again, it's all just fantasy at this point. Maybe that's why you don't feel anything, there's no risk of anything blowing up in your face because you haven't actually done anything yet.
Go for it, bro! My biggest sex dream is to have a mom/daughter threesome. So make my dreams come true!
 
NTGYK you're gonna have to pick up the pace here, if you have 38 already, and presumably there are more coming in all the time, i think you're going to end up with a glut of them by the end, rather than the steady release you're hoping for. feels like we've only read like 6-8 so far?

Please??!
 
NTGYK you're gonna have to pick up the pace here, if you have 38 already, and presumably there are more coming in all the time, i think you're going to end up with a glut of them by the end, rather than the steady release you're hoping for. feels like we've only read like 6-8 so far?

Please??!
The rate of confessions emailed will probably slow down during the month. So spreading them out a bit and leave some room for people to discuss them is better then dumping too many and coming up short in a week or two.
 
The rate of confessions emailed will probably slow down during the month. So spreading them out a bit and leave some room for people to discuss them is better then dumping too many and coming up short in a week or two.

I remember previous year some confessions were ignored because they were dropped on the same day as something more interesting to,discuss. Trickle posting so there is always one a day is better, post more confessions yourself if you want to read more.
 
This will be the last confession of the evening, my friends. I offer no comment at the end of this one.

You did the right thing, Confessor. A few years back I had it really rough too and went to the same place as you, and on the verge of the precipice, I realized I wanted more of life. Now, my superior studies are going well, I have a wonderful girlfriend: life do get better, after a while.
 
Sorry to hear about the breakup NTGYK. Hope the confessions help keep you warm this time of year.

This one's been sitting in the box since last year and I feel bad that it wasn't shared sooner. I'll come back and break this one apart to make the reading easier.

I hope things worked out for you over the past year.

I hope so too, man. I hope so too. Hang in there confessor.
 
This one's been sitting in the box since last year and I feel bad that it wasn't shared sooner. I'll come back and break this one apart to make the reading easier.



I hope things worked out for you over the past year.
I got to know. Why the hell did you leave that house if you paid for it? Should have told her to get out.
 
This is like a goddamn David Fincher film.

So I'm a pretty lonely dude. Don't have a gf or anything. Not saying I'm ugly or anything, just think relationships are complicated. Another part about being a dude means I'm always horny. Friends with benefits is almost never practical in real life, so I stick to video cam stuff; you know, being intimate with a real person but not having to worry about the baggage.

So anyway, it's a Saturday night in my dorm room and my roommates gone for the weekend. I must've gotten off 5 times earlier that day. But it's night now. This is the perfect opportunity to meet some babes on Chattroulette.

Jerking off on cam websites is actually a lot of work. First, 95% of the people you see are dudes, most with their boners hanging out. Second, you have to make sure you're in the clear; I had the dorm room all to myself so I was good. Third; the goddamn camera angle is always a pain in the ass to get right. Your partner wants to see you, but that might mean putting your laptop in a weird position. It's all an art form tbh.

Anyway, I don't like to start off with a dick out right away. I usually show myself and come off as this shy, mysterious dude. I met a couple people, but didn't find the right one for a while. Anyway, I eventually meet this stunning blonde woman. I can't believe she's real, so ask for a hand wave, and I get one. Ok, it's on. She seems to be interested in me and I'm interested in her. I tell her a little about myself and she sends me a website she says she's building. Some bare bones design blog. She seems cool.

She removes her shirt and I do the same. I ask her to do a couple things for me; do a spin, touch certain spots etc. It's all just perfect.

Until her cam shits out. The messenger is still going. She says Chatroulette is being dumb and we should move to Skype. Great, I think, now this can be a regular thing between us.

After a few minutes, we move to Skype and her screen is blank. I type something like "Hello? Can you see me? I can't see you."

"I can see you." She responds.

And then out of fucking left field, her cam starts playing a video of me jerking off! I panic the fuck out.

"Dude wtf why did you record me???"

You ever see the movie Unfriended? That's what my life was at that moment.

She types some shit like "Listen to everything I say. I know your name is ****** *******." My skype is linked to my FB. "Do as I say or I'll send the video to ******" people that had the same last name as me.

I freak the fuck out some more. "Ok ok wtf do you want me to do?"

She sends me a link to some janky ass PayPal knockoff and gives me an email address. "Send $800 to this email address or I'll send the video to your family."

I'm all like "I'm a broke college kid! I don't have $800! I can show you my bank account! I don't have money!"

The convo basically was us arguing the amount of money I would give to keep this video a secret. I legitimately didn't have the money but there was no way I was going to let a jerkoff video of me be sent to my family on FB. After checking online later, I read that it's best to ignore these frauds since they usually don't send the video, but in the heat of the moment, I gave in to her demands.

I basically got her to take $400. I say to her "I have $300 on 1 card and $100 cash. I can put it in my card but it's Saturday night and the banks aren't open"

She demands to know the city I live in so she can find a bank that's still open. Foolishly, I give it to her, and she finds a grocery store with a bank in it. At 10:00 PM on a Saturday, I rode my bike half an hour away in the cold to a bank in a city I didn't know much about. I get to the store and want to cry. It's closed. At the same time, my phones about to die, so there's a 30 minute window where I won't know if she's sent the video to anyone.

She becomes really upset after I tell her it's closed. She demands I come back as soon as it opens in the morning and send the money to her. Still freaked out, I oblige.

I get up early and send her the money. After that, there was a change in her attitude and she suddenly was nice to me. I get the feeling most people tell her to get lost after she blackmails them. She swears she deleted the video and is of her word (like I'd believe her anymore). Things like "I really liked your body" and "if you want, I can let you be my business partner and give you 20%" are said.

No way in hell am I joining this bitch, but I pretend to be interested just to squeeze some info out of her and see how this whole thing works. She has me add her on her main Skype account.

She admits she's actually a bisexual man and that this sort of scam is very common where she's from. He's got a few other people working for him and is offering me a position. This guy is really fucking dumb. But he's also bisexual, so this gives me an idea.

I pretend to be interested in showing him more. Completely immoral, I know, but I have a plan. I was able to do some detective work with the skype email he gave me and the fake woman he pretended to be. I find some posts on a forum that's about scams people have had done to them. This guy's email and the fake name come up a couple times. From there, I was able to find a YouTube page and a Google+ account. The Google+ page had a pic of a man from Morroco. I reversed image searched the pic and found a MySpace page and some other social network. I also had access to the fake website she sent me, the design blog. I do a bit more snooping and find the website is registered to the same dude in Morocco. The registrar page has the Skype email, a phone number, and a home address, you guessed it, in Morocco.

Great, I know who this guy is, but it's not like I can have police sent to his house to arrest him. He lives in another continent. I did remember, however, that Morocco has some strict anti-homosexuality laws, and this dude was bisexual.

So for the next week, I get friendly with the guy. "I'm very interested in your business plan and getting to know how it works." We eventually skype face to face (don't worry, I don't show anything). He's the same guy in the Google+ pics. He explains how the video works. We skype again, and he says "ok asks me to do something"

I say "ok give the camera the finger" and then bam! The lady gives the camera the bird. He explains that he has a control panel of a pre recorded video of some nude lady. If some chat dude wants her to squeeze her tits together, he plays a video of her doing that. Think of a prank call soundboard.

The whole time, he's being flirtatious with me. He tells me "I'm not gay. I just like ass." I show my ass (fully-clothed) a couple times. I know, I know. "Why are you showing this guy your ass? You can't trust him." Well, I would agree, but he eventually starts jerking off on camera, so what do I do? I start recording HIS creepy ass! I have proof of this dude jerking off to a man! Very foolish mistake on his end.

So let's review what dirt I have; his name, address, phone number, and a video of him being homosexual. I've been sitting on this goldmine for almost a month now. I know I can get him in serious trouble. I'm too scared to show/tell anyone about what happened. I considered going to 4chan and explain my situation to see what they would do, but it's likely they'd laugh in my face. And what if I do somehow get this guy in trouble in Morocco? What if he didn't delete the video of me? I've considered waiting YEARS before trying to get his sleazy ass in trouble just ensure my video is gone. It has easily been this strangest thing to happen to me. Now I'm $400 broke and don't know what to do.
 
In case you're wondering why I'm being so... Deliberate... With the pacing, there's two reasons:

1) Prevent the thread from burning through confessions too fast. I don't want a situation from last year where we go dry so often in the second half of the month.

2) I want people to read more of these confessions. A lot of confessions were ignored last year because of there were a lot to go through, sometimes they were bunched together with more dramatic ones. They're all worthwhile reads.

Part of that plays into the placement of confessions. I try to space them out so there's a confession at the top of the page, around the 25 mark, around 51, and around 75. I don't want any thing at the bottom of the page whether you're on 50 ppp or 100 ppp.
 
He tells me "I'm not gay. I just like ass."

Not Attracted to Sister [as I am now called] here, just want to clarify some stuff. I don't find my sister sexually attractive. Like I don't look at her in the face and go "damn, I wanna fuck you." It's only after I start checking out her ass that I get like that. I supposed it's only her because we live together. It could be anyone with a big ass and I'd probably get like that. I don't have to be attracted to her to want to bang the shit out of her ass.

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What a story... but showing your face on chatroulette and showing your dick..? Hopefuly he will loose even more money now. He deservs it for his stupidity.

He is even to afraid to use his blackmail now against him, although he got scammed the same way. Has to be fake..nobody is that stupid and can write normal sentences.
 
I once lived in a house share with 3 guys one of the guys I never saw eye to eye with we were both alphas etc you get the gist...

anyway my self and the other two guys went and got drunk/high at a friends whilst the other guy was working, we were out late and part way through the evening when the guy got home he sent me a shitty text about the state of the house it pissed us all off.

But it pissed me off even more when I got home I found a bottle of squash (an undiluted juice drink) I proceeded to whip my cock out and urinate in to the bottle by the time I'd finished it was nicely topped up.

A day later he returned from work and grabbed a nice big glass of juice, I was grinning so much.

Until the weekend when his family visited and I was greeted by his much younger brother and sister both sipping glasses of squash.

I can't imagine what my face must of looked like.
 
I once lived in a house share with 3 guys one of the guys I never saw eye to eye with we were both alphas etc you get the gist...

anyway my self and the other two guys went and got drunk/high at a friends whilst the other guy was working, we were out late and part way through the evening when the guy got home he sent me a shitty text about the state of the house it pissed us all off.

But it pissed me off even more when I got home I found a bottle of squash (an undiluted juice drink) I proceeded to whip my cock out and urinate in to the bottle by the time I'd finished it was nicely topped up.

A day later he returned from work and grabbed a nice big glass of juice, I was grinning so much.

Until the weekend when his family visited and I was greeted by his much younger brother and sister both sipping glasses of squash.

I can't imagine what my face must of looked like.

That's fucking deranged.
 
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