NeoGAF Anonymous Confessions 2015 - Bare Your Burdens

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You guys remember the Mother/Daughter guy?[/IMG]
Well that's a a surprisingly pleasant end to that saga. And yes confessor, it is the end. Time to move on to greener, straighter, and less taken pastures.

Fair warning: this is a very tragic confession.

I'm glad you're doing better now. I don't think you're to blame.
I caught myself feeling hopeful about this one halfway through the second paragraph. Then I re-read NTGYK's warning at the top, and I remembered where I was. Fuck, man. :( I'm glad confessor is doing alright these days but damn I'm still sad as fuck.
 
The heart wants what it wants... but sometimes, the brain's right about it being time to move on:

Apologies if this isn't the most exciting story, but it's however something that's been eating at me for a long while.

I met my ex-girlfriend back in 2011 through twitter, she was to me one of the most stunning funny geeky girls i'd ever spoken to, and I did everything I could to meet her, and sure enough after a few DM's I managed to grab her PSN, and we spent the whole day talking, playing resident evil 5 together, laughing and it was great. We met up later that week and began two and a half years of the best relationship I'd ever had.

In the time we were together everything was great, we very rarely argued and she shared so many of my interests it seemed like the perfect relationship, we had an amazing sex life, I genuinely felt as though this is the person I was going to spend my entire life with.

Along came 2013 and she was getting ready to go to University (She was 21 at the time, she decided to go a bit later so she could work after finishing college) And she decided upon moving to another city which was roughly around 3 and a half hours away from where we both live. I decided so that she could continue her studies and not have to worry about money, i'd get a new job in this new city, so that she could live with me and not have to worry about a job. We were both super excited about the move, and the day came. Everything seemed great, however it didn't take long for things to be strange. We have a thing here in the UK called freshers week, where students basically get super drunk every night super cheap, and during this week she was acting super strange. I spoke to her towards the end of that week and she broke down crying, explaining to me how she was sorry but she couldn't deal with such a serious relationship, this was a new experience for her and she felt like she needed to do it alone.

Obviously I was crushed, but I loved her more than I can explain and I reluctantly "let her go". I was stuck in this new place, with a job I didn't particularly like, away from my family and friends, and broken-hearted. I decided after around 3 months of misery that I would move home. It's been 2 and a half years now, and I still miss her constantly. I've not been weird and been stalkery on her social media or anything, but I often think about her, and how such an amazing relationship broke down so easily. It's seriously affected relationships since, I've been on numerous dates but I end up comparing them to her, and they never do. I wish I could just "forget" but for some reason I just can't.

Thanks a lot for listening GAF, getting it out there has felt like somewhat of a help already.

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Sorry, I needed an Endless Sunshine gif. Look bro, we both know this isn't healthy. You don't need to 'forget' but you need to let go. She's become a mental block for you. She's just a girl, she isn't a measuring stick.
 
It's been three years and I'm still fucking my sister
At least she's legal now, I guess. Don't even care about the incest, but come on man, you were 18 and she was 15.

Weird story. Reads like a fake.
 
Impregnator IV: The Quest For Peace

I cannot leave it like that, so to reply to this guy's accusation:

"Of course he doesn't, he's a delusional, sexist moron. He's not prepared for any of this, and no way is he going to take full responsibility/good care of two pregnant women and their kids. Dude's gonna be out of there within months. I just feel terrible for the kids, there's no way their upbringing isn't going to be dysfunctional as fuck."

Let me tell you some things:

1) I don't consider being sexist something bad or negative. I like girly girls, I like holding open the door for women, and other such stuff. Being romantic entails all that.
2) I will never leave "Jenny", because I love her from the bottom of my heart. I lost my left leg from the knee downwards in a bicycle crash and she fixed me. I owe her my life.
3) I do not think that it will be all easy - but I also do not think that stressing about is any helpful. Situations happen, and people deal with it the best they can. I, no, we will do exactly that.
4) As for the sharing the bed between the three of us: I've read too many crappy, but hot doujins myself to not to look forward to that lol. Guess I'm in for a teaching by Mr Reality - or am I?
5) I find it pretty disingenuous of any gaffer to tell me or anybody that our children will grow up in a dysfunctional environment, just because it is not the norm. A child that grows up with two moms or two dads (and that is fine) can also grow up with three parents.

Other than that, I think we'll be fine. Amy at this point has revealed herself to be bisexual anyway. Meanwhile my fiancee, Jenny, has been cuter than ever the past few days, probably due to being scared that I might prefer Amy over her. Which is not the case. From an objective perspective, Amy is the hotter one, a smoking hot, light-brown black girl, great ass, great tits, fat at exactly the right places. And her caucasian facial features make her look extremely elegant. On the other hand, Jenny is ... Jenny. When I imagined 10 years ago the kind of girl I'd like to marry, to spend my life with, I had someone like her in mind. A cute, caring, adorable little girl like her. And she's pretty, too, didn't want to imply she was ugly or anything. While Amy is the one to spend restless nights with in bed, Jenny is the one I'll cuddle with on the couch in a cozy christmas night and just enjoy the silence with her next to me.
The point being: They both like each other, and I like both for different reasons. We will manage. And most importantly: Our children will manage. They are both making good money from their hospital work, so money won't be a problem. Jenny's father also recently died and left us a nice chunk of money, so there's that, too.

It won't be all sunshine everyday, but I'm confident that I will be a good dad and that we will be a happy, well-functioning family. And you're not that one to tell me otherwise.

Lol, who was Mr Reality?
 
Banging his sister when she was fifteen.

We have someone admitting to raping his sister for three years. I honestly don't know if that story should stay up.
 
As far as fetishes go, this one's pretty Vanilla:
Kinda weird, this one. I'm a straight guy, but I fantasise about crossdressing and looking like a woman. I don't think of myself as transgender because I want to stay a guy, but I always just wonder how I'll look and if I'd be attractive. I actually find the thought of myself being an attractive woman hot, to the point it can get me turned on. Told you it's weird.

Also I think pineapple on pizza is an abomination.

Time to go shopping and get a nice dress and some heels. Explore!
 
Also I think pineapple on pizza is an abomination.

You monster.

Wow, I can't believe I ended up reading the whole thread in one sitting. Some interesting confessions, some disgusting ones (I'm looking at you, KKK Teacher) and some surprising ones.

Impregnator: if your story is really true, I'm surprised by how the chain of events lead to where you stand right now. Good luck with your life from now on.
 
A legitimate medical concern:

i'm ashamed to post this but, frankly I felt I had too. I'm 27 and when i masturbate I cum within a minute on a good day. Most the time when I jerk off I finish in seconds. I spent $150 at an "massage parlor" for a full service, and I just fucking came as soon as she put her hands on my dick. They all laughed as I doggedly walked out in shame. I don't know why i cum so fast, i've tried everything to last longer but, I can never last long. I'm too ashamed to talk to anyone about this. I feel like a failure of a man, a fucking failure.

Look dude, you're not a failure of a man. This is not an insurmountable problem. I'm sure there are people that can help you out with this one. Doctors or therapists. Kegels maybe?
 
Apologies ahead of time to all the smut fans, since this confession has none lol

I've had a crush on another female GAF member for a few months now (I'm a guy BTW). Before any readers start getting ideas, I don't stalk this person's posts, profile, or anything like that, because that's fucking creepy. I'm pretty content just keeping things as-is. But its also that creepiness perception that keeps me from even contemplating sending a PM to test the waters. I don't wanna be seen as "that guy" ya know?

I dunno, part of me feels dumb for this but I just wanted to get it out in the open...or as open as an anonymous confession can get, I guess.

There's a creepiness perception for a reason, tbh. It's good you aren't that guy. Try having crushes on girls in real life, then ask them out, fall in love, get married, whatev.
 
Aww poor Emily. That note was so sad and chilling. Good for you confessor that you are recovering.

Yea.... What is up with these incest confessions? They have to be fake or something. Other GAF members just trolling us or something.
 
There's a creepiness perception for a reason, tbh. It's good you aren't that guy. Try having crushes on girls in real life, then ask them out, fall in love, get married, whatev.
I'm in the middle of the road on this one. I mean there's nothing wrong with having a crush on someone who posts here, and it doesn't sound like he's obsessive or anything. Just conflicted on if he should send a PM or not. I mean I would say for confessor to just say hello, then again I've never sent a single PM to someone casually on here, so my advice probably isn't the best.
 
I don't consider being sexist something bad or negative. I like girly girls, I like holding open the door for women, and other such stuff. Being romantic entails all that.

Wow, you really sound like a douchebag

I find it pretty disingenuous of any gaffer to tell me or anybody that our children will grow up in a dysfunctional environment, just because it is not the norm. A child that grows up with two moms or two dads (and that is fine) can also grow up with three parents.

Yep, totally why people think they'll grow up in a dysfunctional environment. Just keep telling yourself that. :P
 

Okay so what was on this confession that was so bad you had to-

At least she's legal now, I guess. Don't even care about the incest, but come on man, you were 18 and she was 15.

Weird story. Reads like a fake.

Banging his sister when she was fifteen.

We have someone admitting to raping his sister for three years. I honestly don't know if that story should stay up.

oh. oh...ooooooooooooh.

So was it removed cause it was fake or are you going to have to report it to the authorities NTGYK?
 
There's a creepiness perception for a reason, tbh. It's good you aren't that guy. Try having crushes on girls in real life, then ask them out, fall in love, get married, whatev.

I mean, I don't see a problem with sending someone a message saying hey, what's up, thought you were cool and wanted to talk, but it's typically not good to have a crush on someone's internet persona, confessor.

But hey, you might make a new internet friend if you talk to her! Or not. You'll never know if you don't send a message.
 
Yeah kinda weird that he was more concerned about being caught because incest is frowned upon as opposed to being concerned with all the statutory rape. Just going to hope it was fake.
 
This is such a GAF post, lmao

I was eightteen and she was fifteen when my story starts.
I mean, you already lost me with the first paragraph, but okay

I woke up the next morning with my sister's lips pressed on mine. She fucking flipped out when I got up! Sorry, sorry, sorry! I'm just kidding, blablabla. I was furious and scared of what's happening but then it got worse. Suddenly I notice I'm sporting the biggest raging boner. My body was betraying me!
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edit: I've been looking for that pic for longer than I thought... should I uh...?
 
This is such a GAF post, lmao


I mean, you already lost me with the first paragraph, but okay


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edit: I've been looking for that pic for longer than I thought... should I uh...?

Having missed the post, these quotes to me screams 1. fake and 2. sounds like something in an erotic fanfic or doujinshi or something.
 
Edit for clarity - Impregnator update.

LMAO, I'm still calling fake, but I really love this line...

I will never leave "Jenny", because I love her from the bottom of my heart. I lost my left leg from the knee downwards in a bicycle crash and she fixed me. I owe her my life.

His life, but definitely not his fidelity.
 
Having missed the post, these quotes to me screams 1. fake and 2. sounds like something in an erotic fanfic or doujinshi or something.
Maybe they write similar to what they read? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

wait hold on
1) I don't consider being sexist something bad or negative. I like girly girls, I like holding open the door for women, and other such stuff. Being romantic entails all that.
I don't think you understand sexism as well as you think you might

From an objective perspective, Amy is the hotter one, a smoking hot, light-brown black girl, great ass, great tits, fat at exactly the right places. And her caucasian facial features make her look extremely elegant.
the fuck is this?

Calling it now. Jenny and Amy will shack up and eventually push you out of the relationship.
Not-anonymous confession: I'm almost actively hoping for some fuckery like this.
 
Ehh it's just really weird (or whatever non-judgmental word I should use there, cause you keep doing you Soul Fucker) role playing, ultimately it just seems on the level of a crazy fanfic in its appeal to me. It doesn't do it for me like the "real" confessions either
Yea Soul Fucker lost me, his reads aren't entertaining anymore but keep on doing what you do, I am just a stranger on Gaf.
 
A pain that every man has felt intimately at one point or another...


YOU ARE MISSING OUT ON NOTHING.
Never thought I'd see someone who wanted to be deliberately hit in the nuts, but here it is.

Luckily I have never been hit there myself, and I'd love nothing more than to keep it that way.
 
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Hello, please forgive my spelling mistakes, english is not my first language.

So i used to think i had nothing to confess but a couple of days ago it happened something that it stills makes me feel awful.

A few days ago i went to a party with my best friend, i convinced to go because he was feeling depressed (didn't know what to do with his life and also rejected for the girl of his dreams) and i thought it was gonna cheer him up. So we went and he was with his new cellphone (he always had a shitty one). Anyway, we talked a lot between us and other friends until it was late and i had to go. He was gonna stay because he lives far but i asked him to accompany to a bus stop that was a few blocks away and he accepted.

When we were going to this bus stop i suggested to go to another one that was closer. We were waiting for my bus for a long while and i was checking periodically if it was coming (the bus stop had a bad visibility) but i got confused and didn't see the bus coming so it didn't stop (we were the only ones there) and we had to wait more time. When the bus didn't stop i said to him that he should go back to the house, it was my fault i didn't see the bus and he had to go back alone, but he refused.

so now we're waiting for even a longer time and nothing comes, until two dudes approach us and ask us for some cigarettes, i politely said that i didn't had one and they stayed in the bus stop. Little time after this, one of the dudes get behind my friend and holds him with his arm in his neck while the other one starts asking me for my things. I only had my cellphone, so i quickly gave it to him and i notice the other dude is punching my friend for resisting after taking his new cellphone and wallet, and breaking one of his glasses. I just stood there without doing anything, just watching this dude abuse my best friend, i felt like the worst friend ever, i wanted to help him but i was so scared and im so weak but i know thinking that doesn't help.

Then they ran away, it all happened so fast, but i had the opportunity to help my best friend (that was feeling depressed) and i didn't do anything, i feel so fucking useless, like, i wouldn't mind if it had happened only to me, but it was my fault he was there with me and he also took the worst part, i don't even care about my phone (just the music i had in it, but still), but his was new, and one of his glasses broke. After that he went home and i took the bus, feeling like a miserable pile of shit. I can't even talk to him from how ashamed i am, and the worst part is he probably won't think is my fault or will forgive me, but i don't deserve it, i wish he would just punch me or something. So that, im sorry for my bad writing and if it's too boring, i just needed to tell someone about all this. thanks.

Dude, what could you have done? You guys were attacked and mugged, fighting back could have gotten you killed. You're lucky all they did was rough your buddy up a bit and take his phone. Situations like that can spiral out of control quick
 
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Dude, what could you have done? You guys were attacked and mugged, fighting back could have gotten you killed. You're lucky all they did was rough your buddy up a bit and take his phone. Situations like that can spiral out of control quick

Yeah, I wouldn't stress too much confessor, that's not your guilt.
 
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Dude, what could you have done? You guys were attacked and mugged, fighting back could have gotten you killed. You're lucky all they did was rough your buddy up a bit and take his phone. Situations like that can spiral out of control quick

I've been in the exact same situation before. There really isn't much you can do without endangering yourself and whomever you're with. You've no idea if they've possibly got weapons or will attack you more fiercely for standing up to them.

Plus, it probably felt like you were stood there for ages, but I bet it was all over and done with in under half a minute. There's a "rabbit in the headlights" effect going on where you'll be in a state of shock because what's going on isn't normal.
 
Banging your 15 year old sister and the world is wrong for being grossed out by that. Deleted confessor has something wrong in his head. Damn...

At least it reads like a fake story, so I'll just pretend that it is.
 
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