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NeoGAF Anonymous Confessions 2014 - Confessember Be Upon Us - Under New Management

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JNA

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I don't see that much of a problem with what millionaire is doing. He isn't intentionally holding back funds that could otherwise help their situation or help his wife have the cancer treatment she needs to live, right?

It's his money, he can do with it what he wants and if he doesn't want to share, no one can tell him not to

I would avatar quote you but my I updated my IPad like an idiot and now my copy and paste for images Is screwed up.

It wasn't to insult you, it's just your avatar fits your post here lol. XD
 
Daps maybe, he certainly has a way with words that could lead to someone having a crush

OK, if Eggy isn't single then this is my guess.

My advice to you, random stranger? Come to the inevitable Christmas meet-up and just make out with whoever it is on the spot. What could go wrong.
 

Funky Papa

FUNK-Y-PPA-4
I dunno if it's cool to guesstimate the parties involved in public fashion, guise. I mean, they are anonymous for a reason.

I'm just saying.

PS: I'm open to hooking up with any hot gaffette.

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Sloppy seconds are the tenderest ones anyway.
 

GrizzNKev

Banned
[post=43211531]Some don't make a secret of it.[/post]


I'm blushing.

This is the confession thread so

Back when I first joined GAF I did a bunch of Google searches trying to figure out if you were a girl so I'd have a reason to hit on you.

Yep.
 

BGBW

Maturity, bitches.
This is the confession thread so

Back when I first joined GAF I did a bunch of Google searches trying to figure out if you were a girl so I'd have a reason to hit on you.

Yep.

Ha ha. I guess I do have some feminine charms. ;)
 
I don't see that much of a problem with what millionaire is doing. He isn't intentionally holding back funds that could otherwise help their situation or help his wife have the cancer treatment she needs to live, right?

It's his money, he can do with it what he wants and if he doesn't want to share, no one can tell him not to

Agree with you here, especially if she had nothing to do with how he got his pay increases. It's kind of scary how it's a default that what ever money you earn your wife is entitled to know about it.
 

IronRinn

Member
Just for the record, I agree with Fiction's take on Mr. Miser, but what I'm interested in is this:

Even if he hides the money from her, she's still going to get some of it if they divorce, right? I mean, as he states, his hiding it (or other "circumstances") could very well nullify the prenup she signed and his income would be disclosed during a divorce proceeding so...

I guess I just don't understand what he is gaining by hiding his income from his wife other than "This money is mine, all mine! Them lady folks, you know how they are with money. My daddy taught me to bury it in the back yard so no one can get at it and spend it all on purses and mani-pedis."

I mean, he's kind of fucked himself, right? Now he just has all this money that he can't tell his wife about.
 

Mikeside

Member
Tbh the money isn't even a big deal compared to the fact that it looks very much like he has a shitty relationship with his wife if he doesn't want to tell her how well he's doing and plan their lives together accordingly
 

Funky Papa

FUNK-Y-PPA-4
Tbh the money isn't even a big deal compared to the fact that it looks very much like he has a shitty relationship with his wife if he doesn't want to tell her how well he's doing and plan their lives together accordingly

Here here.

I don't think the problem is the breach of trust the but the fact that there's no real trust in his wife. That is pretty fucked up.
 

IronRinn

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Tbh the money isn't even a big deal compared to the fact that it looks very much like he has a shitty relationship with his wife if he doesn't want to tell her how well he's doing and plan their lives together accordingly

Here here.

I don't think the problem is the breach of trust the but the fact that there's no real trust in his wife. That is pretty fucked up.

For sure. And when you lay out what he's doing with the money, it's just absurd. One would think that really looking at the situation, he would realize that the money thing is a symptom of a much larger issue. Like, if the issue is the money, his behavior has gained him nothing.
 

Ephidel

Member
Here here.

I don't think the problem is the breach of trust the but the fact that there's no real trust in his wife. That is pretty fucked up.
The part where he implies that if he knew in advance he'd end up rich he wouldn't have married her anyway/as soon is pretty fucked up too.
 

Funky Papa

FUNK-Y-PPA-4
The part where he implies that if he knew in advance he'd end up rich he wouldn't have married her anyway/as soon is pretty fucked up too.

That was the part that actually caught my eye. I can see many married men (and women) thinking about the moment they decided to hitch their wagons and if life wouldn't have been better if they waited for a different moment or partner, but the way he worded it sounds pretty bad. Almost contemptful towards his wife.

That doesn't look like a loving marriage.
 

Kid Ska

I Was There! Official L Receiver 2/12/2016
Pretty good so far. Nothing really blowing me away, but there's some real ass hats with GAF accounts. Guy who let his friend sleep with a girl with herpes and jerkoff retail manager, I'm lookin at you.

Oh and that cousin massage was so lame.
 

Daffy Duck

Member
You should definitely come along. I'm really curious to know who it is! Also how do you know he's single? And is he a regular BritGaf meet up attendee? Because that really only leaves a couple of possibilities, and I'd say you have a very good chance

I want to attend now to witness the epicness unfold before my very eyes!

I can come running back to GAF and shout "I WAS THERE!"
 
I live in RI. No one lives here.... Maybe we should have a regional meetup like a New England one.

Is there a New England Gaf with a list of Territories that members occupy? Like, i'm from NH, but I was not a Gaf member while living there. I know some of the Mass Gaffers because I lurk the NFL thread. I assume there are some other obvious NH gaffers. Not sure about ME, VT, or RI gaffers. CT gaf is like 6 inches from being booted from New England, that I do know. At least my cousins in CT are Sox fans.

Kind of random, but I'd be up for a NE meetup.
 

Kid Ska

I Was There! Official L Receiver 2/12/2016
I'm down for some non-anonymous confessions. Way to step up to the plate, Bodies.
 
She finally invited me out to have some coffee. I was madly in love with her but didn't have courage to ask her out for some reason + I just didn't want another relationship at the time as I was just coming out of (another) failed one. So I was a bit surprise when she invited me to our local cafe. But I turned it down and opted to play my waifu's game that whole night.

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I'm on Mobile, cut me a break you update junkies! Also waiting for the top of the page.

I make a lot of first posts but I feel guilty because most of them are neither clever nor incredibly insightful.

It's the first post. It makes no difference outside of your ego driven mind.
 

Pickman

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Y'know what? I'll go non-anonymous.

About ten years ago I was forced to go 'roughing it' camping in a state park nearby. It's basically a shit ton of Florida spruce pine and cabbage palms with mosquitos and snakes and raccoons. I hated it. We were only out there for two days, so I figured I could make it without needing to shit in the woods. Toward the middle of the second day it was really hot and I really, really had to shit. We were near a small area where the overflow parking was for people with RVs. I went up to the first one I saw there and knocked on the door, looking around but no one was to be found. I ended up trying the door and when it was unlocked I just went inside. It must have been an easy 110 degrees in the camper, and I was already sweating bad so it only got worse.

I dropped trou, parked it in their narrow stall of a shitter, and proceeded to blast out what can only be described as a torrent of shit-slurry. It wasn't liquid like diarrhea, just loose and sputtery. It went on for a solid minute before it let up, and I was literally shaking. The sweat on my body had turned ice cold and my face was on fire, and I could barely wipe my ass. Finally I stood up, leaving their tiny bathroom coated in my sweat, and flushed.

I don't know if they simply hadn't been there long enough to get any gray water for the toilet accumulated or if they didn't bother filling it because they didn't use their camper crapper, but only a sputter of water came out and made the toilet paper wet on top of my massive dook. It just made the paper form-fit over a small portion of my abomination like someone had made brown mashed potatoes and dropped a pad of butter on top.

Not knowing what to do, I just buckled my shorts up and bolted. As soon as I got outside, I spotted a public use bathroom about a hundred feet down the trail that I'd missed when I came upon the RV.

I made the 10 or 15 minute walk back to my friends and have never told a soul about this until now.

TL;DR: I broke into someone's unattended RV at a campsite to take a huge, horrible shit and then the toilet couldn't flush so I just ran away.
 
Let's start with a happy update:

I'm the guy in the first post of the new thread, the one where I treat my girl like shit. I wanted to provide an update:



It's been a while since I sent that confession. I've since sat down and talked with my girl about my attitude. I've started doing a lot more of the "think before I speak" so I don't hurt her feelings anymore. It's going extremely well and we are amazingly happy together.

Good to hear, man.
 
I’m having a hard time with this obsession that I might be gay. I know that normally sounds like I’m gay, but here me out. So, as long as I can remember I’ve always been attracted to girls. I remember being in elementary school and being hopelessly in love with this one girl and she never reciprocated. I remember looking at porn when I was ten and doing it religiously ever since. I had a serious girlfriend for 2.5 years after high school who I had sex with a lot and I’ve had relationships on and off ever since and more recently I was with a girl that I was deeply in love with but things didn’t pan out and I’ve been having a hard time since.



But, here’s the thing. I also have had OCD since 7th grade and part of my obsessions were gay thoughts. They weren’t like pleasant gay thoughts that I was afraid of having. It was just random flashes of dudes fucking or whatever, but never in a way that made me feel any sort of sexual feeling towards it. I started taking medication for my OCD and that kind of went away as well as my other OCD symptoms. But I started to develop a pretty deep depression that persisted all the way up until halfway through college in which I just couldn’t take the depression anymore and I quit my medication. Everything was good, but then the thoughts started coming back.



I’ve always had pretty low self-esteem and pretty shit luck with the ladies so I’ve always found myself comparing myself to other dudes that looked good and were doing well with ladies. But as my depression cleared up and some of my OCD symptoms crept back in more and more of these thoughts came back. I’ve tried to indulge them. I’ve tried masturbating to gay porn or to dudes, but to no avail. I’m not really worried about being gay, I’m just worried about not knowing what I am. I honestly couldn’t give a shit. Yeah, being straight would be a lot easier, but honestly I never felt like or was made to feel like I couldn’t be gay and be happy. The nature of my OCD just makes me obsess about this issue in particular. It has gotten to the point where I’ll be hanging out with guys alone (for whom) I’ve never felt anything for and then I’ll get thoughts like “You’re alone with this dude are you gonna make out with him” but the thought of that doesn’t do anything for me sexually. There is also this dude at work that is objectively attractive. I’ve tried thinking about him in a sexual way just as a test but that doesn’t really yield anything. I just obsess about what if I thought about him in a sexual way. It’s weird and hard to explain but I just needed to put it all out there. I’ve done some research on the topic and came across a lot of stuff about sexual orientation obsessions and OCD.



I just figured I’d pose this to you guys and see what you guys all think.

Based on what you've written, in my amateur, non-professional opinion... you're not gay. Your OCD is screwing with you and dumping intrusive thoughts in your head. See a therapist.

But hey, maybe you're bi.
 
The below confessor requested that I tag this confession with a 'trigger' warning, so there it is. Trigger warning.

I was a vitcim of atempted rape when i was in highschool. He had been asking for sex for quite a while, visiting me at home and hearing me go about my own problems. On the day of the attempt I was at his home under the pretense of helping him with something computer related and was assaulted after refusing to allow him to perform fellatio on me. He was significantly bigger and stronger than my meek self, and to this day I don't know how i managed to struggle out of his grasp. I believe this encounter had been the cause of all my fears and anxieties related to authority figures, other men, and especially sexual intimacy, which I have very skillfully avoided for almost a decade. I don't even know if I can have sex with someone as i am right now, but I sincerely doubt it. I have loved no one ever since, and only felt undoubtedly sexually attracted to one person.

The psychological extent to which my brain has twisted the event and all the following years in order to degrade itself in all manners possible is an astound experience to go through that i simply cannot put to words. I can say that there is probably nothing worse than post rape self victimization, and i would rather have died on that day than live throught it all again.

I hope having written this will help me come to terms with it and to in time search for professional help. I apologize for sending something so depressing.

Don't apologize for trying to reach out, man. This probably isn't the most depressing thing we've received.
 
Years ago I was working a 2nd shift job where it wasn't uncommon that I would get done with work as late as 4am. This particular night I think it was around 2 in the morning. I was living in an apartment with my girlfriend at the time, and as I was walking up to our building, a cute blonde came stumbling out that was a little drunk, but not trashed or anything.

She introduced herself and we got to talking on the steps outside the building. After probably half an hour I went upstairs and grabbed some beers and returned down to talk some more. Apparently her friends had left her or something I can't quite remember. After a bit of drinking she began to suggest some things which I was interested in. She asked if we could go upstairs and I said nope, my girlfriend was asleep. So I guess the next logical step was to just go and do this girl in my girlfriends car. My girlfriend at the time left for work around 5 in the morning. Well it was nearing 5 but this girl I had just sexed up had lost her clit ring in my girlfriends back seat. After she scrounged around for it for 15 minutes I finally said look, I gotta run, sorry about the ring. Ran upstairs and hopped in bed after a quick shower.

Still feel bad about that one, and I never did find this mythical clit ring in the backseat, and to my knowledge neither did my girlfriend. I feel bad about this one and glad to get it off my chest, even if it's in secret.

That's nasty. I mean... that's just really nasty on multiple levels.

Nasty.
 
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