NeoGAF Anonymous Confessions 2015 - Bare Your Burdens

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I have a bit of a fear of Mexican food, more specifically tacos. For all my life I've absolutely refused to eat anything resembling Mexican food, even nachos, if that counts.

It all started back in 1st grade. I was about to have my first ever taco for lunch. They were serving soft and hard shell. I didn't know which one to pick. Some friends in front of me picked hard shell, so I picked hard shell too. What a mistake.

I got one with meat, cheese, lettuce, and taco sauce. As I tried to move the taco to my mouth to eat it, the shell cracked, and everything in the taco fell onto my pants. My lunch was absolutely ruined. One guy called me "Shitty Pants" for the rest of the day, and that made such a large impresssion on me that I never ate a taco, and later Mexican food, again.

I want to eventually try a soft shell taco one day, but I'm always a little bit scared. Or maybe a burrito. One thing's for sure, though, I will never have a hard shell taco again. That scar will never heal.

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I've never had Mexican food in my life. I'll be going to La Tacquiria next week for my first time!

That has nothing to do with anything, Shitty Pants, I just want you to know that I can.
 
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If this is real then confessor you have to update us once you talk to girl #2. You know, the other one you got pregnant. The one you got pregnant while cheating on your pregnant girlfriend. I'm sorry, I mean cheating on your pregnant fiancée.

Ah, to be young and in love
 
I'm fine, no worries.

Aggressive autoimmune disease requires aggressive treatment. The chemo sucks, but right now it's only once a week. They are hoping to kick me into remission, it's not working like they wanted so I'm likely going to have to go to infusions but if so that should kick it's ass at least for awhile.

I hope it helps then :(.

HOLY SHIT THE IMPREGNATION FETISH GUY IS BACK AND THINGS WENT FUCKING MENTAL CAUSE HIS GIRLFRIEND FOUND OUT

Wow...

Well all I can really say here is, you better wisen up and treat your fiancee right and don't cheat on her again.

Good on you for telling her though but seriously. Don't do it again.

And uhh, congrats on the engagement I guess?
 
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I put an exacto knife into my wrist several weeks ago I was so depressed. I have no friends, am working on my masters in a field I hate, and honestly no one would even care if i was gone. Unfortunately i stuck it in and immediately blacked out. When i came to it was bloody but not too bad, I knew if i went to the hospital they'd put a psych-hold on me but i needed 4 stitches. So i went out to the garage and slammed my wrist in the car door several times to try and mask the injury. I went to the ER and i am certain the DR knew but didn't say anything. The only reason i didn't finish myself off was because my academic advisor would be disappointed i didn't finish my thesis, so i work on it 18 hours a day to try and keep my mind busy, I at least want to do something good for once. I figured i'd tell anyone who asks I was in a tree trimming accident, luckily not a soul has asked.

Dude. Please, please, please get some professional help. It's nowhere near as bleak as you think it is.
 
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I've never had Mexican food in my life. I'll be going to La Tacquiria next week for my first time!

That has nothing to do with anything, Shitty Pants, I just want you to know that I can.

as a Mexican, I can't believe someone would not enjoying the glory of our food because of a fucking shitty HARD SHELL TACO?

don't eat that shit, ever.
 
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No more cheating from now on confessor. Remember, only 1 waifu in your laifu.

If it was me, I would never forgive anyone for cheating on me. I'm not kind enough to forgive that betrayal. So you better treat your fiancé right from on because she's sticking with you even after all that crap. She could've left you right then and there and no one would blame her. But she didn't. She's sticking with you because I would think she wants to believe that she can still trust you. So don't go breaking that trust.
 
‎I‎ am so lonely, scared and depressed I am losing faith in going through with my day to day duties and responsibilities. I have zero friends or family in the town where I live, and the closest are thousands of miles away. I'm nearly 40, do not own a home but do run a successful business, I'm divorced, and when I do often meet women I cannot connect with them. I'm very scared that I'll never meet anyone again with whom I will fit and will fit me.

I contemplate ending this bullshit life but am too scared to do it and believe there's nothing on the flip side of death, so am stuck here and now. My life is very painful, and have nobody to turn to. I post this anonymously because I don't want those in my world to know how sad, alienated and depressed I feel.

Look, man. I don't know much about you and your situation, but I am telling you, honestly and truly telling you, it can and it will get better. I don't want to give you an empty platitude. I know you're afraid and it feels like you're boxed in, but brother, you can break out of it. You want to. Just reading this short message, I know you want to. It begins with you. You need to make that choice everyday to not just continue fighting, but own every single day. Make it yours. Before you connect with friends or women, you have to realize that you are truly a valuable person, realize you are worthy of friends. Getting over that depression and fear is hard. It's so goddamned hard, I know. Trust me, I've been where you are.

Try to get out. Try to meet other people. Meetup.com, whatever, local rec centers or clubs. Go out. Go out, find interests, meet people, try to have fun. Make connections. One day, you'll find someone you really connect with. Until then, realize that you have to live your life and that you can live it without overwhelming and pervasive fear. Just keep trying. You will succeed. It may take time, you may feel disheartened, but keep going. Never stop, never give up.
 
Impregnation confessor..... Glad you told her but I wasn't expecting you to actually do it. I'm.... Speechless now.

Get help confessor. As bleak as your life is right now, things will always get better.

I also echo NTGYK successful business confessor. Try different sorts of meetups. You're not alone and there are always people out there for you. You also have a successful business. Do not let your business down and your workers and your customers. It all starts (and end) with you.
 
It's pretty weird how impregnation fetish confessor just casually describes his girlfriend going ham on him like that. This sounds like a pretty dysfunctional relationship, but, uh, congrats, I suppose?
 
Look, man. I don't know much about you and your situation, but I am telling you, honestly and truly telling you, it can and it will get better. I don't want to give you an empty platitude. I know you're afraid and it feels like you're boxed in, but brother, you can break out of it. You want to. Just reading this short message, I know you want to. It begins with you. You need to make that choice everyday to not just continue fighting, but own every single day. Make it yours. Before you connect with friends or women, you have to realize that you are truly a valuable person, realize you are worthy of friends. Getting over that depression and fear is hard. It's so goddamned hard, I know. Trust me, I've been where you are.

Try to get out. Try to meet other people. Meetup.com, whatever, local rec centers or clubs. Go out. Go out, find interests, meet people, try to have fun. Make connections. One day, you'll find someone you really connect with. Until then, realize that you have to live your life and that you can live it without overwhelming and pervasive fear. Just keep trying. You will succeed. It may take time, you may feel disheartened, but keep going. Never stop, never give up.
Be more positive confessor, there's more to life than just relationships. Find a hobby, an interest, something to take your mind off these terrible thoughts. Heck, get active, start cycling or something and find if there's a club or something in your town to join, volunteer your time at a shelter, play video games and go to tournies, stuff like that.

And if you're still looking for relationships, you'll be surprised at the people you meet and get along with at these kinds of events. And even if you don't, at least it's important to know you're putting effort into making a difference for yourself and not just giving up. If you do meet people, know that relationships are a weird thing, sometimes you just feel a connection with certain people immediately, other times...well they take time. Know when to be proactive and when to let things develop at their own pace.
 
You should have called her. It's a messed up coincidence, nothing more, pal. Trust me, I've been there. Obviously not as extreme as to someone dying... But I imagined something bad happening, and it did... And I wondered, "did I cause that?"

But no, because it was a freaky coincidence, no more. Man had a motorcycle. He crashed. He died it sucks, buy it happens. We make our own choices.

It's a coincidence unless you've been secretly messing around with a monkey's paw in your spare time. I'm sorry you had to deal with that, though.
 
It's pretty weird how impregnation fetish confessor just casually describes his girlfriend going ham on him like that. This sounds like a pretty dysfunctional relationship, but, uh, congrats, I suppose?

I am totally fine, no worries :) Positive attitude and all <3



And exacto knife, man, please, you are very much worth something in this world. Talk to someone.

Impregnation confessor: Good on you for telling her, but holy shit she should not have hit you like that. That is something you guys really really need to talk about because yeah, you fucked up, but you didn't deserve to be beaten bloody. Fuck that noise.
Yeah I was wondering why people weren't commenting on that. If this is true (...) then I feel like its easier to say you two deserve each other. But I'm not. Go to some fucking couples therapy or something, I mean really dude. You both are screwing over yourselves and this relationship is already dysfunctional as hell.
 
You should have called her. It's a messed up coincidence, nothing more, pal. Trust me, I've been there. Obviously not as extreme as to someone dying... But I imagined something bad happening, and it did... And I wondered, "did I cause that?"

But no, because it was a freaky coincidence, no more. Man had a motorcycle. He crashed. He died it sucks, buy it happens. We make our own choices.
As unfortunate as that was, you had no power over that guy's fate.

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Well, shit... That was an unexpected resolution. I wonder how that talk is going to go/went?

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I've never had Mexican food in my life. I'll be going to La Tacquiria next week for my first time!

That has nothing to do with anything, Shitty Pants, I just want you to know that I can.
That's uhh... unfortunate, I guess, but yeah, just try a superior soft shell already. Or try one of the various other Mexican foods that don't need a shell. How do you feel about Mexican rice, confessor?

Personally, I switched after a bit of hard shell stabbed me in the gums.
 
Here's a two-pack for you guys, the sole link being that they both occured Grade 10 gym class.

First: I wasn't a very popular person in high school. Or very athletic. I was very much that person that got picked last for teams, etc. So whenever we had to partner up for something, I'd usually have troubles finding a partner.

So, not wanting to obviously be that guy, I paid a "friend" to pick me as a partner. Something like $10/month, I think? I knew even then it was stupid to do, but teenage insecurity is a hard thing to overcome I guess.

Second: Our gym had an industrial washer/dryer in the storage room, directly off the gym. The door was open, and one day during the class the dryer started on fire. Several students, myself included, noticed it but said and did nothing. It was only because one of the janitors happened to walk in that it was noticed relatively early. So we got to evacuate first thing in the morning, in our gym clothes, in the middle of a Canadian Prairies winter.

The first thing is just sad but understandable. The second thing is just negligent. You see your school on fire and say nothing? As do a bunch of other people? Whaaaaaaaaa

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There was a confession earlier about some dude who had a thing with a girl but then her parents kiboshed it and her brother was involved, it was all very Romeo and Juliet.

Update!

Some stuff bevor I update all of you:

English is not even my second language. Thats why I write like a 10 year old.

JC Lately: Your catfish senses are lying to you. I saw more than enough to know that she is real. You can't fake everything.

For some guys I reacting overdramatic. Maybe. But this is how I am.



Ok here it comes:

Telling Gaf my story make me grow some balls. So I try to contact the best friend of the girl earlier than I planed.

This *insert bad word here* blocked my phonenumber! Perfect. This way was closed for me.

So I checked in Whatsapp whay down on my List if *my* girl put something in her statusupdate that could help me (don't ask me how I came to this idea)

HOLY SHIT SHE DON'T BLOCK ME ANYMORE WTF HOW LONG!?!?

I was scared. Should I? Should I not?

I wrote a fucking long text. Better 100% than some casual words I was thinking.

All I asked at the end was a yes if she was in town between christmas and new year and if I could see here. No risk on her side.
Her family thinks I don't really exist anyway. I wanted to shake their hands while they realize how foolish they were.


And then hell frozed over.


Her: hey XXX

Unfortunately I am not in XYXY anymore... My health deteriorated too again and I have to go back with my parents to XYXY (town around 10 carhours down south)

I don't know if I will ever go back.
And I gave one of my dogs for adoption
And sorry I can't make a more elaborated answer

*some more text from me and her*

Her: I am not angry about your or anything
I'm just having other problems right now
And I can't see you until I'm feeling better.



No flight for me during new year. Too expensive this late and I have no Idea where she is between 600'000 other people.

My last timewindow is two weeks in February.
She don't answer me even when she is online right now.

I'm walking on eggshells.

Maybe something new comes up.
Until then, you hear from me again next year

Wish me luck. I fucking need it.

Update 2 (received shortly after the above):


She could not stop thinking about me. She got nightmares when bad stuff happens to me (dead, accidents)

No Idea how I did this but I did it.

I have her back. I will see her in february.



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My husband recently admitted that he doesn't and has never loved me. That I am just something he wants. He thinks he might be a sociopath. We've been married for a little under 20 years. He told me that he considers our children and I 'his' and that's all that should matter. He is totally horrible at handling money, and doesn't let me have any say in it at all. Just wants more 'shiny things'. He's constantly emotionally abusive but has only physically abused me once and long time ago. I can't leave because the children and I would be on the street. I have resigned myself to never really knowing what it's like to be loved.

I don't know what to do.

That is utterly horrifying. Do you have any family or friends that you can turn to? You and your kids cannot stay in this situation.
 
When I was 18 I had two bad semesters of college. I missed half my classes in the first one, then bailed out during the last one. Ended up with several Fs and my GPA dropped below 2.0. Because of this, had I ever wanted to get back into college and get financial aid I would need to either 1) appeal or 2) pay hundreds and make sure I get straight As to raise my GPA back up. The appeal part is void now, since they don't forgive the "young and dumb" rule in this state anymore.

I'm 35. I have severe ADD that's not treated. I fucked up two good jobs already because of this. I can't find a decent job because I'm in a college town competing with college grads for the same office work and yet I don't think I could support my family with a "McJob". I work with a temp agency getting decent work every few months but it's not enough and we had to move in with my alchoholic asshole inlaws. I feel like I can't do anything without a degree and yet I'm trapped here. I can't move until I have money and I can't get money if I can't get a job and I can't get a job without a degree.

To make matters worse, my wife refuses to get a full time job because she has issues with her back and the three days she does work wear her out, plus being in the position where she has to take care of her mother, who is dying very slowly from years of drug and alchohol abuse - my wife does all the cooking, cleaning, laundry, everything in this house. So it's up to me to find a full time job but I can't get anything where I make more than 10/hr WHEN I'm actually working. This causes her more anxiety and she's starting to lose faith and respect for me. We barely speak anymore.

And then there's the fact that I live thousands of miles from home, married to a woman I met online and if I were to get a divorce I'd be trapped down here (I would never leave my kid), far from people who could help me out if I needed it. I have no friends, no family. This has caused me untold amounts of stress and I've actually gained 150 pounds since I lost my first job and now weigh almost 400 pounds.

I just want a good life for my family and I honestly feel like I'm just dying very very slowly, painfully, embarrassingly, and unfairly.

That really sucks, Confessor. Look, first things first. ADD. It needs to be treated. Second of all... maybe a change of scenery is necessary. You said you're thousands of miles from home. Any better work opportunities wherever 'home' is?

Beyond those two things, I feel like it might be difficult for me to say anything on your wife and in-laws. It's clear that your environment is not conducive to good health in general.
 
If not a flood, that was certainly bigger than a trickle. Ten days left! I do hope everyone takes the time to read all of the confessions posted. We do owe it to the Confessors to at least give it a shot.

Day 19 over! 10 Days left! Get your confessions in!



 
Goddman, just woke after having being all day yesterday in planes, trains and subways, and i wasn't ready for this many (and some fucked confessions).

Impregnator Confessor, herm..good luck to you i guess. You mentioned people here were unfair to you, yet for the longest time you had no problem fucking girls outside of a relationship. I hope for your unborn children, you can stop doing that, and make a happy woman out of your fiancée. Good luck! (please see a counselor, or something, between you cheating and she going all rhonda rousey on you, there seems to be a lot of shit to work out)

To those confessors on the brink of commiting suicide, or that think they don't matter. STOP! Yes you matter! Please find help! There are a lot of people out there, who will be able to help you out.
 
I just fell asleep watching Master of None and had a dream I was at a diner hanging out with Aziz Ansari. We both ate tons of food and marveled at our mutual black hole stomachs. He said he had to catch a flight and left with a wink. But when I looked over at the 50 dollar bill he left for his half of the tab, it was actually fake money with his face and name printed on it. I had to pay the whole bill.
 
Impregnator Confessor, herm..good luck to you i guess. You mentioned people here were unfair to you, yet for the longest time you had no problem fucking girls outside of a relationship.

What's unfair was how he guilt tripped the first girl into keeping the child despite him not wanting anything to do with the baby, then being "kinda proud" about the fact that he did. I mean, he's going around deliberately getting girls pregnant, then being all high and mighty about what they should do with their bodies while not dealing with the consequences.

I love how the confessor still kinda seems like he doesn't think he did anything wrong. He told her he's been cheating and got several women pregnant, yet she starts a fight, and there probably aren't any excuses for what he's done.

It wasn't cool that she hit you though. You both need therapy... lots and lots of therapy, hopefully before these kids are born.
 
Maybe it's just me then. I mean, I'm going through a rough period, surgeries and chemo and shit, and I only update 'surgery went well, all is good!'

And once whined about chemo but in a self deprecating amusing way :p

I bet most of my Facebook friends would be shocked to even know I was sick lol

Nah, I'm the same way. I'll usually just post funny memes on Facebook and be like "hey y'all I'm alive" and update positive stuff. I rarely rant on FB (maybe like once a year?). Though sometimes I do post more sarcastic pictures too.

Most of my FB feed is honestly funny pictures... but then again I muted all the racists/assholes/people that post pictures of mutilated babies and saying "NO ONE CARES ABOUT THEM" so... yeah...

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Oh my.

I'm not gonna say you didn't deserve to yelled at or a slap or two, but... uh... maybe you should do something about that whole 'beaten bloody and forced into marriage' thing. Like talk about it in a few weeks when things are calmed down? Because getting beat and forced into something is not a good way to begin the road back to a healthy relationship. Quite the opposite, really.

That is utterly horrifying. Do you have any family or friends that you can turn to? You and your kids cannot stay in this situation.

No, Confessor, you *can* get help. There are plenty of (not homeless) shelters for people in your position out there, that will help you get back on your feet while providing comfort and support for you and your children. Please, just try to look some up in your area. You don't deserve this. Your children don't deserve this.
 
Impregnationfessor sounds like some BS pro-life fan-fiction. She punched him in the forehead so effectively it bled? Then she nursed him and revealed to him that she knew about the ring all along? That's her reaction to 'yeah i cheated on you and made some other girl pregnant because i had unprotected sex with a person i cheated on you with - btw do you know what std's are? Lmao' And he'll convince the other girl to give them the kid? Yeah, ok

Hard-shell tacos is tex-mex, not Mexican cuisine. You should try the authentic stuff sometimes! And I say this as someone who likes hard-shell tacos
 
Maybe it's just me then. I mean, I'm going through a rough period, surgeries and chemo and shit, and I only update 'surgery went well, all is good!'

And once whined about chemo but in a self deprecating amusing way :p

I bet most of my Facebook friends would be shocked to even know I was sick lol

Nah, it's not just you. This is probably a little dumb, but it works for me: I actually have a private Twitter account with no followers where I put all the whining/complaining/bad shit when I want to scream out loud. Nobody wants to read that shit.

Edit: Not to downplay or dismiss any of your actual, very real problems (in comparison to mine). Re-reading what I wrote, I feel like it treated what you were talking about in a manner that was a bit too flippant. I'm sorry you are going through all that, but glad to hear that it is improving, if only slowly.
 
I just fell asleep watching Master of None and had a dream I was at a diner hanging out with Aziz Ansari. We both ate tons of food and marveled at our mutual black hole stomachs. He said he had to catch a flight and left with a wink. But when I looked over at the 50 dollar bill he left for his half of the tab, it was actually fake money with his face and name printed on it. I had to pay the whole bill.

This is a great story.
 
What's unfair was how he guilt tripped the first girl into keeping the child despite him not wanting anything to do with the baby, then being "kinda proud" about the fact that he did. I mean, he's going around deliberately getting girls pregnant, then being all high and mighty about what they should do with their bodies while not dealing with the consequences.

I love how the confessor still kinda seems like he doesn't think he did anything wrong. He told her he's been cheating and got several women pregnant, yet she starts a fight, and there probably aren't any excuses for what he's done.

It wasn't cool that she hit you though. You both need therapy... lots and lots of therapy, hopefully before these kids are born.

Yeah, the confessor and his 'holier than thou' attitude, pissed me off. And i also wonder, if he told his gf that he had impregnated another girl before, and that he had her get an abortion. I'd bet he didn't.

While it wasn't cool he was beaten, i get it. He dropped some pretty fucked information on his girlfriend. If it was me, i'd probably have a stroke or something right then and there.

Impregnator confessor, seek professional help. For both of you. Otherwise i'd wager those kids will be growing up in a fucked up family.
 
Yeah, the confessor and his 'holier than thou' attitude, pissed me off.

Impregnator confessor, seek professional help. For both of you. Otherwise i'd wager those kids will be growing up in a fucked up family.

This really grinds my gears, the fact that he thought all the criticisms were unfair and also that he's against the abortion in this case. It's so easy for the person who doesn't have to carry a baby to say things like that; in no way does it trump a person's right to their own body, or whatever it is he said. To be honest it sounds like he still loves the idea of sowing his seeds all over the place.

Not sure if staying with someone who beat him around the head until he bled is a particularly good idea. They deserve each other, but children deserve better.

Confessor who is married to a sociopath: that is desperately horrible and I hope you're able to find a way out :( There must be options. You and your children deserve love and safety, neither of which can be provided for you by someone like that. I'm very concerned that he'll hurt you (again) or the children if you stay with him. Like NTGYK says, perhaps there are family members or friends you can stay with while you work things out?
 
You want a confession? Here's one. I woke up this morning to find out my wife has been sleeping with my best friend. I responded by politely inserting my size 10 steel toe boot into his jaw as he was sleeping.

Fuck this world.
 
No no, no worries! That's actually a great idea, a dead account to post everything that's eating you. Nice. Cause you are right, no one wants to read that, and personally even if they do I don't want to burden folks with my problems :p

Honestly, at some point it's not necessarily even about burdening people with my problems. Much of it is the...I don't know, the feedback loop of it. I think you can become addicted to the pity or well-wishes when you put woe-is-me type stuff on social media. I feel like the private account makes it so that not only do I get it out of my system, but it also gives me a record that I can look at and say "Man, that was a dumb thing to be upset about," or "There is a pattern here and I think I may need to start paying better attention to this."

The flip side of that, of course, is when that becomes your only outlet and you are more or less bottling everything up, which is definitely a trap I've fallen into. Because that's when you start to lose all perspective and that is truly dangerous.

Also, apologies to the thread for getting too far afield of actual confessions commentary. Today's mini-flood has been something else fooooor sure.
 
I'll be honest, as a gun owner I could have taken it far further. So if they want to use my admission of assault against me, more power to them. At least I didn't shoot the fucker. Or her, for that matter.
That still sucks man. Prepare all the evidence you can and good luck.
 
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