Confess something?

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Confess something - anything you want.

But it has to be something, not just a generic comment to get a point. I'm serious. I'm not goona let a non-answer stand.

Okay, let's play...

This is a cool office building that was a famous ad agency, if youre ever in Los Angeles... — This is a cool office building that was a famous ad agency, if you're ever in Los Angeles...

Designed by famed architect Frank Gehry, the 'binoculars building' is in the Venice area of Los Angeles and was built in 1991 for the headquarters of advertising agency Chiat/Day. 'Chiat created a unique office environment, including a serpent-shaped sculpture in the boardroom, which sits in the lenses of the enormous binoculars shaped façade,' says Brooks Gordon, executive director of W. P. Carey, which owns the building. Google Inc. is now the largest tenant. (The binoculars themselves were sculpted by Claes Oldenburg and Coosje van Bruggen.) Costar Group.

My confession:

I look at people in their apartments at night in the buildings around me, with my binoculars. My husband bought them for music concerts and birding etc., but I'm finding the human animal a bit more provocative lol. I know, I'm bad, I'm invading their privacy. But in my defence, no one ever does anything interesting. They're all watching a screen.

One time we had friends over, and were eating dinner I made, and I always give guests the window views, and one of them says, "I just saw a naked man walk by in that window." But the rest of us missed it. ☹ Wuh-wuuuuh. Still, I'm not looking for naked. For some reason I just like seeing how people live. (They're very, very, messy/chaotic/cluttery/lazy around here. But our rentals are pathetically small.) Kind of makes me feel calm watching people calm, relaxed in their homes.

One time I saw an attempted murder. (There was a murder, but what I saw was a guy trying to kill the guy who just murdered his gang member buddy.) Detectives interviewed me. No joke. I told them "I have binoculars, and I use 'em." That was stupid. Ooops.

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I am honestly overwhelmed and touched by the amazing, thoughtful, answers you've posted here. You people are great.

I would love to PM with a few of you later...

WhiteSteve · Accepted Answer

I got in another scuffle in my hockey league this past Wednesday night, with the same goalie I scrapped with last season. Kid is an absolute JABRONI. Starts shit with cheap shots almost every game. WAY too small to be doing that shit too, lmao, I think he’s emboldened by all his padding and the fact that everything gets broken up quickly, plus he suffers no consequences, because if they kick him out, we can’t play without him.

This time, one of my teammates —a 60 year old dentist lmfao— accidentally got tangled up with him while crashing the net on a scoring opportunity. The goalie trips him, and in regaining his feet and balance, he had his stick-hand in the air, and he very deliberately brought it down by chopping at the back of my teammate’s legs where there’s not much padding. My teammate confronted him, but very obviously in a “dude…why are you doing this?” kind of way, no semblance of “why I oughta…”, and I had taken notice by now and started to skate over to make sure the kid didn’t try anything, since I know his M. O..

So at that point, the goalie kid gave my teammate another ultimately harmless but challenging whack in the leg, and I couldn’t quite make the words out, but I saw his face and could discern the general tone of “what are you gonna do about it?” I forget exactly what I said, knowing myself, it was probably like “don’t fuckin’ do it, kid” as I got to him, and he immediately gave me a shot to the head with his big glove. I instinctively started firing back, I definitely popped him with the first one, but then I ended up having to block one of his punches instead of getting a hold of him with my left hand, and before I could really get going, my other teammate had started to restrain me, so it basically was a slap fight after we both punched each other once, haha.

Now the cool thing about hockey is that you’re usually being recorded, and you can subscribe to a service that is basically a network of all of these rinks’ cameras, and for $19.99 per month you can view and record your highlights, lowlights, shenanigans, tomfoolery, and monkeyshines. And I of course happily pay for such a service, so here we go, I’m #8 in gray….

I figured a guy with “Dr.” in front of his name has better things to do than get in beer league fights, so I’ll be that degenerate instead😂

So the confessional portion of this…. I have a few.

1) I’ve never seen a referee look so scared to break up a fight, I can’t let that go unnoticed lmfao

2) I have no regrets stepping up for my guy, especially against a known idiot. But after this, I lost my shit and went into cornered animal mode and started screaming some pretty crazy shit. First I was screaming at the ref because I had already told him to settle that goalie down when he started acting up early in the game or else I would do it, just hoping they would actually listen. But they didn’t do it, I actually DID have to get involved, I just started going nuts on him, like “I FUCKING TOLD YOU!!!”…. and then realized I was yelling at the wrong one of the two refs😂 But then (I can sort of remember and sort of make it out in the audio) I started generally screaming at everyone and said “I’M NOT LIKE ANY OF YOU PEOPLE!”, and “I’M NOT A NORMAL PERSON!”, and I think that’s when I got ejected lmfao. That was probably a bummer for everyone, so I feel bad.

3) This was Round 1 last year…

Admittedly patty-cake by pro standards, but I dropped him twice. He suckered me first, I swiped his helmet off second, I clubbed him in the head and dropped him to his knees third, he reached up to try to get my helmet off fourth, and I biffed him across the face and sat him on his ass fifth. Fight over. No one was hurt, but I feel like I definitely got the better of it, with one of his guys holding me, no less.

This_Is_My_Opinion8 · Accepted Answer

It has to be public? Damnit...

I am usually a very good person. I like to help and care for others... But I have done my fair share of bad things. As revenge. Always as revenge. One time almost made one person suicide. I was the one that stopped it. At the time I was only feeling good by how much stronger I was than that person. That I could keep a hold easy. "Yes I am stronger now! No you are not ending it all I am not letting you! You are staying here and feel all of it! No easy way out. Stay here and suffer. That's what you deserve". Not actual words, just thoughts in my head.

I was not well at the time. Went through a few years on a psychiatrist since and both me and that person are fine now.

Waiting for this to get me blocked and maybe banned. But oh well... Feeling like letting it out.

1GoldTwins · Accepted Answer

I have alters. And most of the time, it's under control. It's me and my guardian angel you could say, who makes sure everything goes smoothly, or things I didn't know I had to do get done. There is always an agreement and clear communication. Here you will usually see just us two, Hence 'Twins', but it's not entirely true. I have two more alters and there is no control over those, it just happens..

The confession is about one of them.

She is a protector, another guardian angel like my 'twin', but only shows herself when I find myself in extreme or dangerous situations. My twin is a control freak so she looks after the little things, and makes sure we don't get into trouble to begin with, but if it can't be avoided, this one will show up instead. She took control when there was a housefire and she singlehandedly took down three bullies. She's not blood drunk, but doesn't shy away from violence if that's what it takes to keep us safe. But she remains dormant until we get in trouble like that.

A few weeks ago however, she surfaced without there being a threat and she yelled so many nasty things, filled with anger and bitterness. I was forced to listen and I was scared. I broke down, I felt helpless and although I never heard those things before, it felt like I did? It felt so familiar. She's always looked after me, after us and I trust she will continue to do so, but this was... new. And it scared me.

Snsl153 · Accepted Answer

I'll confess three things.

1. I've never been in a steady relationship, because I just do not understand people. I can't read 'body language', am terrible with conversations in real life where people are expected to engage in 'small talk', and people in general just leave me baffled. If someone were to flirt with me, I literally would not see it, wouldn't suspect a thing.

2. I've never has sex. In fact, I've never even been on a date.

3. I talk a lot of bullshit here on GAG.

The reason for all of the above is due to having an incurable, untreatable mental condition. I just want to be normal, like everyone else. I hope a cure is found for what I have, because being this way SUCKS!

Descending_Soul · Answer

So I had this messed up relationship over summer. I met a girl and she explained how she is still married but they been unofficially broken up for 2 years and that she is still in the marriage due to her own life situation and relies on the (ex) husband to support her life a bit longer until her independence.

Sure, so then we got onto each other very quickly. She ended up living in my house for most of this time. But then eventually she began to take away one item at a time as her own products ran out at home while still feeding me these fancy ideas of a big future and joy. Then within this process, 2 weeks later she takes about her last items while expressing she has never been happier. Next day she says we need to talk and now she is unsure of anything and everything, needs to find happiness elsewhere and says is going on a trip.

I pretend I'm cool and just stopped talking to her.
But 2 days later she appears at my porch at midnight in the rain with some flowers and a gift of something I was in dire need of. We had a long talk and now we are back together but she said her (ex) husband invited her to germany and she thinks she needs to go and that we should think as if we are not together. I try be understanding and I see her off at the airport days later. The entire duration of 2 weeks she was entirely silent, and my thoughts and emotions can get pretty intense. So I stressed the shit out of myself cus I could not have any positive thoughts about any of this. Now I needed to get some chatting company to keep my thoughts at bay and talked to some strangers from a game. Became good friends with a woman and she lived in my country. We ended up having phone calls lasting 4-6 hours almost every night. Then one day she asks me over and then I am thinking about the woman on the trip and more painful thoughts arise, so I decided to go. Confession: We ended up having such an intimate moment that I stayed for the entire week and went back to the day the other woman came back. I never thought I would cheat on someone but I justified the situation and my own painful thoughts to think it's okay.

She did not say a thing about her (ex) husband when she came back except that she can't stay nights at my place anymore and I was as if I been at home all the time.

She comes to my place and the strong bond still lingered and the room was heating up. Then I notice some marks on her body, something I would know comes only from love. And then she notices a kind of hicky looking like mark on one of my biceps that I had not even noticed. I explain it came from work while carrying something but I am pretty sure I know where it came from. I did not express my thoughts about her marks. Well now we both realized that one another had been laying with someone else and this darkness in our relationship crumbled everything in the end.

love_conquers_lust · Answer

Interesting. Confession/Rant:

As a kid, stole a pack of gum from a store. Got caught by my sister and parents, reprimanded, and later had to walk around the store with owner asking if I would have liked it if he walked into my room and took all my toys without me asking.

At McDonalds, I was given $40 change from $10 for a McMuffin from a woman in her 40s, maybe 50s, who looked like she had fallen on hard times and was starting anew as a new employee. This was before smart phones and I don’t know how engaged she was in her window, but I returned the excess and explained the mistake she’d made.

As I get older and reflect on those little moments, it gets me thinking how many billions of times this occurs every year and how either outcome can accumulate. It’s in those moments, I can conveniently say I took pride in defining my character. I used to heavily believe in a sense of karma and humility. Do these things, and good things will come to you. It was almost miraculous, because no one expected a pat on the back for doing the right thing.

I didn’t want that woman’s job or any one else’s to be in jeopardy because the register came up short. The customer is always right, and I figure if I take that money, I am taking something they needed. I’m sending the message that we should take advantage of one another. I didn’t have a lot myself, but I don’t like stealing in general, especially from the poor. I also don’t like getting into arguments with other people who are in a poor situation. Like over racism, Jews, the Holocaust, white supremacy, and the implication of being told I should feel guilty and pay more of what little I fucking have.

This is why this site infuriates me sometimes when I see posts from people bashing one gender or the other. One race or another. Or nationality. It usually all boils down to money and how people are struggling with it. I want and still want to rip this mother fuckers head off for arguing with me about minimum wage:

What are your thoughts about minimum wage? Is cheap labor necessary to have affordable goods? Do we get paid enough?

Where’s the humility? Where’s the no man is above any job? I’ve been down this road of resetting and trying to find a new job because of a permanent ailment. This dude wants to sit there and feed me the same line I heard from a supervisor at the same damn job I started and refused a promotion because the idea of doing that to my coworkers made me sick. Which basically amounts to, keep your workers poor.

Or that other thread from a mother fucker saying don’t date a girl who works at mothers fucking Target? I swear, I’m pretty sure Gag pays some of these people to incite anger, because they probably don’t want to be poor, it’s sick.

Owners love hearing these stories of the poor finding a way to do the right thing despite their circumstances. It’s inspiring for them But when the moment of truth comes, when it’s time for them to pay it forward, like say in offering someone FAIR salary, they balk, they recoil, they flip flop, they fail. They are so god damn scared of being poor it’s pathetic. They’re cowards. And ignorant.

This is why I think today’s job market is an absolute necessity. Employers need to be punished, they need to learn. It is what we make it. The disparity between owners and the public has reached endemic portions again. The government isn’t helping us either, they’re caught up in the game too. Every time this happens, people reach a breaking point and usually a war, a plague, famine, death (the four horseman) breaks out as a great leveling. And, we’re trying to prevent this from happening. The signs are there, owners need to listen.

“I DON’T WANT TO BE REWARDED FOR MY SUFFERING. I WANT TO BE REWARDED FOR MY HARD WORK, WHEN I’M IN CONTROL OF MY FATE.”

Gent207 · Answer

I like your confession 😅

I confess I've given up on having good relations with my wife. In her defense the act is painful for her due medical reasons of unknown cause and origin. She's gone to every reasonable relevant medical professional and they can't explain it. There is nothing in her past or in her present mental health that can explain it ether. No matter what I try NOTHING makes it less painful for her and BELIEVE ME I have tried it all to little or no effect

So I've given up on arousing that part of her that wants me just as I want her.

Who knew getting rejected would hurt so bad after working so hard to make the day perfect for her? Far worse than hearing the phrase "I'm not in the mood" is watching a shiver crawl down her spine at my touch and it's not the good kind or the one caused by a cold breeze. It's the same shiver I used to receive from the girls back in HS, whenever I glanced in their direction. It's one of disgust and extreme uncomfortableness. But I don't blame her, I blame myself.

SaoirseS · Answer

I was on an active duty for training period with the Army National Guard. One evening I was the designated driver for a group of guys who wanted to go out drinking. While we were at a table in the bar, there was a foreign exchange officer (from a Commonwealth country which I won't name here, but he was a subject of the Crown) sitting next to us. He'd been drinking for several hours and was drunk, mouthy, and obnoxious. He kept making some really foul comments about the US, Americans, etc. He was leaving in two days and really looked glad to be getting out of our "shit hole country." I mean REALLY foul, nonstop. He ended up passing out drunk on the floor with his back to the wall. One of the guys I was with came up with a brilliant plan - let's get this jackass to a tattoo parlor and have an American flag tattooed on his chest. We muscled him out to the car, passed out and barely coherent, took him to a tattoo parlor. The tattooist initially refused, but he was an old Vietnam vet so when we told him the story he was more than happy to do it. An American flag would have taken too long, so we settled on having the words "God Bless the USA" tattooed across his chest. I did the driving duties and chipped in $200 to have it done, but we got him to his quarters on post and left him. The next day he was out trying to find us. We just stayed low until he left the country. My proudest misconduct moment. @chrismaster69

convo_king89 · Answer

Well I can say I have a panty fetish that started in school when I was 14.

So back then low rise was the fad and at that thongs weren’t really a big deal especially at that age. So the girls wore all these high waisted granny panties. And the shirt they wore was tight and form form fitting. When ever they sat and leaned forward their pants would say allowing me see “Hanes her way” waistband and sometimes the chubby/thick girls had I’ll fitting jeans and it would sag so much that the half of the back of the underwear was shower. I don’t think any of girls knew, but I’m like their panties and showing on accident and they didn’t mean to so I’m lucky enough to it. Most of the panties I saw were “Hanes her way” white with the scalloped waistband, one was “jockey” white with the scalloped waistband and I remember I was walking the girls locker room and the door was slightly open with a crack. Being the horny teenager looked inside and there I saw a girl in full cut purple briefs. Even to this day I still like granny panties cuz I love seeing what isn’t ment to be seen.

DarkCarousel · Answer

I need to make a hair appointment and I can’t. I have two moles that I need to have looked at and I’m already terrified that I have cancer. And why would I need to get my hair done if I have cancer?

It’s not just that though. I need work clothes. I need a car wash. But I can’t bring myself to do it until I go see the doctor because all I can think about is that I’ve reached the end of my life because of these moles.

I’m sure I have more confessions but all I can think about is the idea of dying right now.

Aerissa_Jade · Answer

I'm not really sure why I'm still alive, I only feel like I'm half alive. I don't think I'm that successful, pretty, confident or great. Due to my own thoughts, it has made me push myself to extremes to do better all the time, as if I'll never be good enough.

Even though I know technically I am.

Somehow knowing something fr and believing it are two different things.

BCRanger10 · Answer

I'll actually be asking a question about this soon, but I used to feel really ashamed of being a guy.

I basically used to be something of a doormat. I kept attracting girls who had been abused or manipulated in previous relationships. I'd also see girls complain on social media about guys being inconsistent with them, I'd hear break-up songs by Kelly Clarkson and Taylor Swift on the radio and I'd just feel... trashy about being a guy.

I also knew that I had good qualities about me, but I also had essentially no confidence whatsoever.

Amy10223 · Answer

I joined a dating site, where I matched with a several men, but I only really liked one. We were a match, but he never messaged so I sent him one and after a few shared messages later he gave me his number. I was afraid he might be a scammer, so I took a picture of his picture and googled it. It turned out he is or was a history prof at a major uni where I live. I also found out he is an author and has a YouTube channel! . I still had my doubts so I reread his phone messages and saw that he used the same words on his YouTube channel as he had texted me. So, he is real after all and not a scammer.

Friendlybro79 · Answer

I sometimes feel like I don't know who my friends are anymore. Most have kids and deciding not to have kids ( I don't want to start at my age at this point) has made me wonder if I'm really going to miss out. I didn't have a great upbringing and for personal reasons thought I could actually have my own life, as in start over, if I was without kids. I felt like my first 25 years were taken away from me sort of and around that time I was financially free to move on my own and start my life. I felt selfish for sure but for good reason at the time and now I wonder if I could have raised a really good human.

Rose_84 · Answer

I'm stuck in a very difficult situation.

I'm working under a big name but feel like I rushed it and now I badly want one month break to finish my personal tasks, do self development and enjoy some personal time before I'm prepared to give it my all.

I fear asking them "Can I come back after a month?" I wonder what will happen? I can't risk losing my reputation or position, but at the same time I want some space for the better.

Ms_Facesitter · Answer

I wonder if there is a job that I enjoy more. There are just so many different choices and roads out there, but I don't know what or how many exactly. I enjoy my job, but it's still in the back of my mind. What if there is something better out there, there probably is. But I don't know what it is so I stay and keep on going. Job has me satisfied, but what if there is something more fulfilling out there?

Anpu23 · Answer

This one time in band camp...

Okay I don't know, I am a kinky freak who makes very complex self bondage toys/games involving AI and robots. Does that count? Some for me, and some for publication, seriously like really complex high level AI for just a silly self bondage session.

Sour-rose · Answer

All right listen here, i enjoy farting. Lis- LISTEN GDI, JUST... just hear me out. I know, wtf, is wrong with you girl? But here is my confession. So i enjoy it because it doesn't hurt in anyway. So back like 3 years ago, I had to take these pills. These pills actually fked up my stomach and made me take a dump that literally... ripped my bumhole. To the point even taking a crap hurt because it WAS TORN. The lining of one's butthole is... only supposed to deal with regular dumps. But if pressured to the point it's bleeding, Oowww. So even at the time, doing butt things was painful. I was told by the internet there is no cure, sorry. Well I did find the cure sorta, because Now I'm better and it doesn't even hurt to fart.

Sooo that's why I'll fart in a empty groccery aisle, little things to make me grateful.

jennifer_bloom · Answer

My confession is I have more people I hate in my nearby biological family than people I like because our values and morals are not compatible with each other. Also that I want to hire servants to take care of my future family if they have medical needs.

exitseven · Answer

I was going to commit suicide. I had it all planned out to look like an accident.

NewsReader · Answer

I am almost 32 and never kissed a girl. And if an old classmate did not offer me a goodbye hug at high school graduation then I would be 32 and never hugged a girl. I don't really care. I don't need that experience. Totally cool being independent.

Youryeodongsaeng · Answer

TW:
I like cnc (consensual non consensual) . If you don't know what that is, it is rape play in bdsm. I don't like the idea of me doing it to my lover, but I don't mind if they do it to me. I also like incest and have committed it once with my first cousin. I enjoy reading stories about incest as well.

Sun_Kim-Ai · Answer

I occasionally snorted cocaine. Other people close to me did, but I won't mention them. I stopped last year.

Juxtapose · Answer

When I was a kid and didn't understand much about sex I rubbed myself against a doll that was meant to mimic a girl my age leaning up against the wall 😆

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