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I was involved in an accident two years ago where my best friend since grade school got black out drunk and passed out in the middle of the road by our house, middle of the country, and I didn't see him and ran him over.
Luckily the parents are very nice and caring people and made the state drop any charges they were gonna try to put on me and have been very supportive through the whole thing.Comment
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How's that foot taste, areobee?Comment
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Look, I'm seeing some borderline inappropriate responses to some posts.
People are pouring their hearts out on here and some are making jokes or other inappropriate remarks about the posts. I'm not just talking about what is on the last couple pages, this has been going on throughout the thread.
I would like this thread to stay open, and I'm sure others would too. Lets try to think about what we are saying before we comment from this point forward.Comment
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I was involved in an accident two years ago where my best friend since grade school got black out drunk and passed out in the middle of the road by our house, middle of the country, and I didn't see him and ran him over.
Luckily the parents are very nice and caring people and made the state drop any charges they were gonna try to put on me and have been very supportive through the whole thing.
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Yes life does suck. The whole thing made me realize how fast things can be taken away and I know appreciate everyday I spend with someone I care about more and more.Comment
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I almost did that in HS too though. I didn't drink & all of my friends did, so I'd drive em out in the hills and hang while they got drunk. One of em ran off. After he didn't come back we figured we'd drive in the direction he went. About a few miles down the road there we was passed out in the road....I had to slam on the breaks and swerve off the road to miss him.Chicago Bears
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I'm the type of guy that can't just go visit a nice place. I have to live there.
I'm the type of guy that can't just have a ride in a nice car. I have to own it.
I'm not the kind of person that can relax and just enjoy the "right now" time because I always want to make sure it's that fun in the future.
I have a very high set of standards with certain things and sometimes meeting or exceeding them can be next to impossible.
Whatever it is, I always want more. And I always find myself trying to find ways to get it.
Sometimes this can be a blessing, and sometimes this can be a curse.
And sometimes when nothing is ever good enough, it can be hard to be happy with what you have.I post the frog
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I just read this, and I couldn't have said it any better myself.
Don't get me wrong - I love life and I don't want to die, but I've always had this "When it's your time, it's your time" mentality and I feel like worrying about my death is the last thing I need to think of.
Of course I try not to tempt fate, but I just personally don't think I have a say in when my numbers up. Again, this is both a blessing and a curse.
I do however tend to make up for worrying about my own life by worrying more about other peoples. For example, I always worry about my parents or siblings when they go on road trips, vacations, etc... I feel like an old woman sometimes, but I don't want anything bad to happen to them.
I've had some close calls with death already in life, but usually right afterwards or a few hours/days later I just brush it off and keep on keepin' on.
Maybe I'm just not very smart...
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I had a long distance relationship (same state but like 4 hour drive away) and convinced a girl to move in with me after she was done with college because we were in "love". Probably 6 months of living together I broke up with her & broke her heart. Probably worst thing I've ever done to another person. Fortunately regret free because going any further with the relationship would have been a much larger mistake.
Also I was passed out drunk riding home after an NFL game and my buddy was driving my car and was also probably drunk, somehow he lost control, swerved off the road and knocked over a side of the highway light pole totaled my car and causing all kinds of problems. In my altered state I thought for some reason the best move was to get out of there so we fled the scene in my broke *** car and got away scott free. (at least from the likely DUI and reckless endangerment charges, still got a ****storm from the folks)Last edited by Son of Sam99; 05-30-2013, 02:35 PM.Comment
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I've always had a fascination with the mob. Be it documentaries, movies like the Godfather, Goodfellas, etc but never really knew why. Until now....
Found out my grandfather, whom I never met, (he left my grandmother when my mom was 4,) was involved with the old Cleveland mafia. Not a well known one, like the Gambino crime family, but a mafia family nonetheless.
Rumor has it, he left my grandmother and went into the witness protection program, as he was gonna turn state's evidence. (think Henry Hill) He surfaced once when my uncle's (my grandmothers son) kids were young. He drove by their house slowly, then asked a neighbor about them. After that he disappeared again, and passed away sometime later.
My cousin told me all this, after researching on ancestry.com, and also seeing how she was there when he drove by.
Wow. I'm flabbergasted! Something I didn't even know!!Comment
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I can't ever relax. I can't seem to be just content, similar to what you said Baumy.
I have serious anxiety issues, but never been diagnosed, My mind is my worst enemy. It started with losing my dad to a stroke at 18, and my brother to a car crash. My sense of security, My whole invincibility thing shattered.
I got angry, and missed out on some of the better moments of my life, because I was so angry all the time. That anger turned into depression, and then back into anger, so much that it could happen in a blink of an eye, something that some one would say to me, that I would have laughed at before, turned into something that would set me off like that. I used to have the greatest tolerance in the world. So that was such a change.
Then that anger and depression and stress about paying off Dad's hospital bills and nursing home bills. Turned into anxiety. It's my sense of security it's just gone, and then I started worrying about stupid stuff.
I wondered what would happen next. Would one of my close friends get killed in a car crash, which one of my older relatives was gonna die next. Stupid stuff, but it just took it's toll on my mind. I couldn't stop thinking about the negative.
My life was perfect, I was content, I was working, going to school, playing ball, met a great girl and then the stroke happened, and it just shattered me, every good thing I believed in, it all ended. I took it so hard.
And truthfully I have never been the same. I have so many doubts now. And I'm pretty down about life now, it changed my perception real quick.
I should add that my dad did not die from the stroke. He landed in a nursing home, but it destroyed his memory and blinded him. It was just so hard to see a man that was so sharp and so intelligent turn into that.
I know I'm lucky he's still alive, but it's just not the same, the man I used to talk baseball with, and sports, and everything else, just isn't there mentally now. He's a different person, and I can't get over it.
I've slowly come back, I'm more positive now, and I think I have alot of the old me back, but my mind still wanders, and I can't stop thinking about the past, and the things I could have done. And I still get randomly angry when I think of how everything ended it up.
Life is cruel as hell.Comment
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Don't know how many times I've seen this thread and wanted to post my secret, but I was too ashamed and embarrassed to post it. But I'm hoping by posting this, I can get help from others.
I did a lot of dumb things when I was younger, but I did one thing that has affected my future so much, I don't know where to go anymore. After high school, I didn't go to college. After a few years working, I was finally persuaded by my family to go to a technical school to pursue something better. I didn't want to go and I didn't know how ready I was to do something like this, but peer pressure got to me and I went.
The first month it went fine, but then I developed some sort of anxiety/panic attacks. And I was afraid to go to class. I'm not sure why, but I couldn't make any friends, and I felt like in the back of my head that I didn't fit in with the rest of the kids at the school. I just felt like the black sheep of the entire school, and it got to the point that when I did go to class, I was really nervous and felt my heart racing a million beats a second. After dealing with that for a few weeks, I decided to skip a class.. Then another.. then another. Next thing I know, I'm basically not going to school, missing weeks after weeks of class.
The school, being as small as it was, never decided to call me about the path I was heading towards, and it certainly didn't kick me out. So I accrued the tuition for an associates degree, without ever getting the degree.
Being ignorant, stupid, dumb, whatever you want to call it.. I never bothered dropping out from the school either. so after 2 years, they finally "kicked me out" Soon after I was scheduled to pay my financial aid, and this is where the trouble began. I tried to pay it every month, but the bills started piling up and it lead me to a choice I had to make of either paying the electricity or my loans. I chose the former. I would still file a forbearance to try and stop the calls coming..
Once I would be able to save enough to pay my current balance, I would. But then the next month's statement would come in and it would be double what I would have normally paid. So once again, I couldn't pay it, forbearance, and repeat the cycle. This got to me, and finally, after stupid decision after stupid decision, I said forget it. My credit is already ruined, I'm going to stop paying.
Fast forward 5 years later, and I haven't paid my student loans. I'm afraid to answer my calls for the fear of a debt collector asking me for money. 2 months ago they started to garnish my paycheck.
It wouldn't be a big deal if I was just talking about myself, but 15 months ago I recently had a beautiful baby girl. And this girl has thought me to grow up, and has matured me into becoming or trying to become more responsible. Unfortunately, I can't fix my past mistakes. And now I'm stuck where I am now and I don't know what to do.
I'm working a good job, that pays well, but with the wage garnishments and my $2000 a month daycare fees, I'm struggling every month on saving money. I want to save up to buy a house for my family, but it's so hard. I really don't know what to do.
Does anyone have any advice? Financial counselor? Bankruptcy (which I heard was impossible)? Anything?
It's sad to think that everyday I wake up and wonder what my life would be if I could take the day back and never signed up for college/financial aid. PM me if you like. I just don't what to do anymore.Comment
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