Deepest, darkest secrets you're willing to share about yourself

[longshadow11]

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The wife looks more like the comic book baroness than the movie baroness. She's quite a bit curvier than Sienna Miller.

[Watson]

Wazzu, I stutter as well, but I don't think it's as bad.

If I'm presenting a speech or talking in front of a group, I don't have an issue with it. It gets bad when I'm talking to just one person or try to make an interjection. But I don't stutter when I'm on a date with a girl (usually) or in an interview. But in a car with a friend or talking to my parents? It's bad

I've developed this thing where I'd say a generic phrase such as "it's like" or "you mean like" and fake like I'm thinking about it and give an unvocalized pause so I can sort out the words.

[baumy300]

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Ive had a threesome.

Nice.

I actually had a threesome set up for last weekend.

Sure there were a couple of no-shows, but I still had a pretty good time.

[nc0ffey]

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When I play sports games where I have created myself as a player/driver or coach, I will actually talk out (out loud) my thoughts and expectations for my team or events in-game as if I am being interviewed.

I only play when I'm home alone, so nobody else gets to hear it, but I could imagine it would be quite comical sometimes to see it. If for whatever reason I do get to play when the gf is around, and something happens in game that is noteworthy, sometimes I will go to the bathroom and while I am actively using it, I will have my "interview" then...if I don't do it, I feel weird, almost like an itch I need to scratch. I also do it in the car when I'm alone.

I'm a nut.

[Champion8877]

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When I play sports games where I have created myself as a player/driver or coach, I will actually talk out (out loud) my thoughts and expectations for my team or events in-game as if I am being interviewed.

I only play when I'm home alone, so nobody else gets to hear it, but I could imagine it would be quite comical sometimes to see it. If for whatever reason I do get to play when the gf is around, and something happens in game that is noteworthy, sometimes I will go to the bathroom and while I am actively using it, I will have my "interview" then...if I don't do it, I feel weird, almost like an itch I need to scratch. I also do it in the car when I'm alone.

I'm a nut.

I do the same stuff my man. And usually after I'm done playing my game or whatever, I think "Damn I'm weird"

[dickey1331]

I do the same stuff my man. And usually after I'm done playing my game or whatever, I think "Damn I'm weird"

I jot down notes and stats in binders. Ill think about my games and upcoming ones too during the day. It's almost like a separate world to me.

[DocHolliday]

Damn Champion that Cat stuff is messed up. I have real issues with people that mess with harmless animals.

Kinda wish I didn't read that, even though you warned me.

This thread is a little too dark for me, I'm out.

[24]

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I wanted to tell you guys that ever since I made the post I have been able to be more open with my friends. I explained the situation of my past with a couple of them and they have been supporting me. O.S has done something great for me. So once again hats off to everyone.

[Hassan Darkside]

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Got a couple I guess I'll share after reading through this thread.

-Never had sex with a girl, never dated one either. Not that I'm an idealist, but I pride myself on it now and hope that the first girl I'm with is the last. It's not that I have no game or am extremely unattractive; I've actually turned down chicks at bars and parties in college. Weird saying that.

-I have a friend that I've known since I was probably 10 or so, through playing little league basketball. We eventually went to the same high school and college together. Anyway, randomly, out of the blue, during our freshman year in college his girlfriend started IM'ing me. We had never met, but we got to having some really long, deep conversations. Texting all the time. I'd go see her at work. I didn't want to date anyone but before I knew it I had ripped open my shirt to bear the "S" on my chest. Captain Save-a-hoe to the rescue! I eventually got her to break up with him. We were literally chatting on the computer while she was doing it with me telling her what to say because she couldn't muster up the words. I don't really talk to her anymore and she's about to get married.

As fate would have it though, I ended up rooming with this same guy my (first) Senior year in college. Not really by choice but because I didn't have anywhere else to go. He also became a pretty full blown alcoholic in college. I hope that I didn't contribute to that but I feel like the way everything shook out, I'm probably partially responsible. He was arrested 4 times, the last being after he told the cops to go have sex with themselves. Didn't get kicked out of school but had to go to counseling and AA meetings. I didn't realize how bad it was until after a year sober and him being really nervous about this date he had, I came home to see a bottle of unopened American Honey on our living room floor.

-I grew up really poor. It was and still is very embarrassing to me and I don't talk about it. Now I've "made it" into a white collar job and middle class tax bracket, I sometimes hear my coworkers speaking down on the very class of people I'm from. I didn't live in the hood but in a house that wasn't much different than a project house. Never had running hot water, didn't have a washer or dryer, not even have a bathtub or a shower. In retrospect, my hygiene wasn't the greatest lol. I still have a lot of bum habits I'm trying to shed. There were a lot of things most people had that I didn't. The house was always cold, messy, and dirty. For years we never had a telephone, my mom would walk up the street to a neighbors. Spent more years without a car than with one. I didn't get my license until I was 19. I was embarrassed anytime someone would walk in that didn't live there. As a matter of fact I remember once when I was in college (no car of course), my same friend who I mentioned above was kind enough to give me a ride home for break. When we got there he asked to use the bathroom. I knew my dad would leave the backdoor unlocked for me if he wasn't there, which he did, but I pretended all the doors were locked and I was locked out, and didn't have a key.

My dad still lives there and won't give it up. I hate it to this day and dread every time I have to go there.

-My dad's a "functioning" pothead. He just starts a lot of things and never finishes them. But for that reason he has very little relationship with anyone in his family, including his own kids. My mom left him recently, he only sees me on a regular basis because I'm the only one of his three children that still lives in the state. He lives alone in his crappy house and lives everyday desensitized to the fact that nobody really likes him and nobody wants to be around him. He's been unemployed for about 7 years now (blames Obama), license suspended, cable & internet cut off, no vehicle, late bills, no heat and too much damn pride to ask for help, outside of getting me to run him around town and lend him a few bucks whenever he sees me. Oh well.

[FlyingFinn]

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Why would convince a girl you didn't want to be with to break up with your friend? Seems a little sketchy to me.

[kingkilla56]

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I kind of have a resentment to my father for moving to Florida when I was so young (even though now see why he and my mom just couldnt work out). Living in New York I more or less had to grow up without one. We talk here and there and If I wanted to go see him in Florida he would buy me a ticket and fly me out, like he wants to be around me as much as possible. But the fact that Id have to fly out 3 hours just to see my dad pisses me off. I just want to drive up the block and talk to him at any moment if I need to. Its like he left so he can build his dream family with his wife and my little bro and sis and I had no part in that dream. I put on a fake smile when I go visit them sometimes but it gets to me when I think about the whole thing. But he is a good dad to them, which Im kind of jealous of. Makes me want to be the best dad I can when that time comes.

[Hassan Darkside]

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Why would convince a girl you didn't want to be with to break up with your friend? Seems a little sketchy to me.

Captain Save-a-hoe complex in my 18 year old self at the time. Felt like she deserved better, but not necessarily me, and wasn't sure if we'd work either. Logically I didn't think we could work, though part of me still wanted to give it a shot. I never had a relationship that close with a girl prior to her then either.

Glad we didn't date cuz it wouldn't have ended well, but I got some nice consolation pictures in the end.

[Bmore Irish]

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damn, kinda cold thing to do to your buddy.

[Hassan Darkside]

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damn, kinda cold thing to do to your buddy.

Yeah I know. We weren't ever really close friends, but he's still someone I'd call my friend and vice versa. However, in that particular situation, I think what pushed me was that she said he had been pressuring her into giving it up and she wasn't ready for it at the time (she was ~3 years younger, so only 15 or 16 at the time). He gave her 2 weeks to 'be ready' and I thought that was wrong.

In retrospect, wasn't my battle to fight. Heh.

[mb625]

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I am absolutely terrified of what other people think of me. To the point at which I'm convinced that no one actually likes me or enjoys my company. Somewhere, deep down, I know that isn't true. But for whatever reason, I can't shake that thought.