confession time
 

okay i will start.
oh if you want help with you're confession put hell after it.
I am afraid to stand up for my self...

Hmm alright, let's see...
Whenever I'm not cosplaying, I am afraid to talk in public...

I have a huge self-esteem issue :<
I think I am fat and ugly.

I am afraid of being a nobody and doing nothing with my life.

I've been suffering with depersonalization/bipolar disorder for 5 months...
help?

I'm scared that I'll always be alone, even though the love of my life is sitting next to me.

@Vanitas: Do you know what trigger it so perhaps you could try to either avoid or reduce the ammount of time it happens? Otherwise, personnally I have extreme mood change whenever I stop taking the pill (for obvious reasons), but I usually try to take some peace time alone and either listen or check some things that help my mood get better, therefore when I go back out 'in the wild' it takes more times for me to want to strangle someone... Don't know if it can help you though... Or you can get a friend to ventilate on, that's usually what people I know do, offenly even via msn.

I am bossy and short tempered with people that I find 'idiotic'(which is most people I meet IRL)...and a slew of other things, but mostly those.

you should put a stipulation that coffesions will not be replied to unless asked, i was thinking this is like the 'dirty secrets' thread on crys but i am not sure if it will be

People do not like me IRL cuz i am annoying. I act like i am okay... but i am not really okay... It hurts me...

I'm still in love with my ex bf and I hate myself for it

@Choco: Well, if there's a 'help' after the confession, it's actually asking for replies.... At least that's what I understood from the main first post (well, ok it was writen 'hell', I figured it was 'help'), but then again, I may be wrong...

@nefer i ment to put help.

I'm in love with my brother's friend... and he has a girlfriend.
It hurts me every time I see them together.

I'm terrified that one of these days i'll finally manage to push my love away, and then i'll have no one to blame but myself.

I appear strong on the outside, but I'm not strong at all.

As another totally different confession...
I may appear always kind to my friends, but inside I'm offenly raging against some little thing they have done and try not to go with my number one value and tell them since I know it will upset them. It's little things like they answer to my email only when it's important for them and not when I'm simply asking a technical question about a website or whatnot, or when they offer jobs to other people but don't help you out at all even if they know you since quite a while...

I am a coward...

Do you ever notice the guy in the background watching you as you get beaten the **** out of. I'm that guy

I have a large ego or a narcasstic (it think thats how its spelt)

I try to be the perfect caring, understanding, woman. But I hate 90% of the human race and expect to be screwed over.

I hate people

I also hate people

I think if you took a survey, you'd find that most people will say that they find the vast majority of the species to be in some way inferior, usually "so stupid" is the descriptor used.

It's an interesting psychological phenomenon. Our brains are predisposed to putting themselves on a pedestal and they're extremely good at convincing themselves that it's true. We're rationalizing creatures, at our heart.

As Scott Bakker puts it, "everyone is completely convinced they've won the Magical Belief Lottery -- that their idiosyncratic world-view just happens to be the Truth and the billions of others are all wrong." We all do this; we can't help it. It's human nature. I'm sure there's an evolutionary advantage to this sort of thinking.

I just find it interesting when I end up having a thought like what's been posted above (and I certainly have them often enough). I usually stop and think about how that's just my helplessly-biased perception of the situation. Then I resume hating everyone. :p

And, so as not to be completely off-topic, I will completely confess to the above. I'm a total misanthrope and barely ever leave my house to avoid having to deal with people. :p

I hate having a spotless room. It makes me feel empty being in an empty box.

I feel like tearing off my skin and running away from it
Problem is I don't have a new skin to put on and I don't know how to make a new one
I try but
It's all knotted hot glue and missing sequins and fraying cloth and I can't get it to fit I'm just too fat for it to fit

i cannot stand my body any more than it can stand me, we fight constantly on simple things like opening and closing, tying, picking, touching, counting, singing hearing noting and even reading i cannot win! and fuck it all if i could not count how many time i have clapped my hands just because the world would end if i didn't

I haven't admitted to my family that I have a girlfriend

My mother doesn't really know the real me but I wish she cared enough to find out.

Sometimes I hate my family

I get on better with my dolls than most of the people I meet. Though they never seem to notice.

I hate not being able to fully come out to people in my surroundings. I would love to tell them I'm gay. Especially when they invite me to come check on the opposite sex. I AM NOT INTERESTED! I want to tell them, but i'm scared.

I wish to die...

I will never confess about all the things that I could.

I went through a stage of "I hate the world, everyone else is preoccupied with petty issues and unneccessary drama and has no idea what it's like to have a genuine sucky life" but it's been some time since I've felt that way significantly. Not sure if I grew out of it or came to some new realizations or both but I'm largely over it now. Not quite though, but I do recognize it when the issues show up.

I may sound cute and fun and random on the internet but my real personality is the complete opposite of my online personality.
I am very sarcastic and blunt.

I acted like a complete coward today.

My attitudes vary between sarcastic and cynical, mellow and indifferent, or very casual. Usually not a loud person though, unless it's late at night and I'm tired. I'm one of those quiet types that can unintentionally sneak up on people or sit in the corner of the room without anyone noticing me until I hear the voices asking where I am.

i am in love with the past even as the present is sleeping down the hall

I have done horrible things, and slept with too many people to count.
I love people I shouldn't, and I don't love those I should, to the point where besides wanting someone sexually and caring for them a bit, I don't know if I can truly care for another human being.
V.V Not much could be done to help me, either.