Confession Booth

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My father is sick, and he just told me 5 minutes ago. I'll try to keep the story as short as I can but what happened is that my mother and father have begun to grow apart from each other, after being together for 25 years. Me and my sister are the only one who know of the situation since my other brother and sister are far too young to understand it. My dad got a nice job offer in Belgium, so I thought. He revealed the main reason was his relationship with mom. My dad loves mom more than anything else on this planet, but it seems things have been fading out the other way round. Now he is all alone in Belgium with the family trying to recover. He has been to a doctor and he is being treated right now for what he is going through. Although we don't hear much from my mother, we both know she also has a hard time with it, but I'm just so lost in this whole situation. I am just a spectator watching my father sink deeper away, and I'm fearing he will do stupid things. We have called each other a lot lately, and our bond has never been this strong. He tends to burst out in tears at least 3 times on the phone, and I am about to burst into tears as I am writing this. I feel so powerless, there is absolutely nothing I can do. My dad has to deal with this himself, as it's something personally. Just the thought of losing my father, someone who has worked so hard for all these years to keep all of us happy and get what we desire, is killing me. I can only try and get him to come on vacation home again to relive some father-son moments he can truly hold on to when things get tough for him. I just don't know how to deal with this, I never had even a hunch this was coming, and I am blown down by all this. I just thank him for telling me now, just hours after my last exam. If he'd told me sooner, I bet 10 bucks I'd mess up my exams. But he knew of this and he kept it hidden until today.

Really not cool to hear anyone say this. Parents and family are a core to one's life, even if at some points it doesn't feel like it. If some of that stuff went on round me I'd be seriously pissed and irrational with the whole situation, so I must say you are taking it well. 👍

I hope for you that things get back to.....normal. Sometimes sounds so boring, but sometimes the most valuable thing ont he planet.

Same here. Sucks don't it?
I aint even had a gf and I'm heading on 15! I thought chicks were sauper-easy in these days. But I am trying to get one but she thinks that I think shes annoying! When will my TROUBLES SUBSIDE!?

You told her she isn't?
Try not to go for the easy ones - the hard ones usually are worth more your time.

And 15 isn't all THAT embarassing an age to not have kissed. Think of all those lonesome 25-30yr olds who haven't forayed into girly wirlies.

My confession? I faked pasing out just to get out of school 2 years ago.
But I was avenged, as I actually DID pass out in class earlier this year.

Haha my gf used the excuse of feeling like she was going to have a seizure to get her friends out of something so they could go "help her", then she actually had one 5 mins later. Then she sent me a text and I didn't 100% believe her. Yeah I'm awesome. :/
 
I moved to a different city in November; new school obviously. Spring break started almost a month ago and I haven't hung out with any of the friends I made at the new school. I've traveled half an hour several times to hang out with my old friends. :( I hate being so shy.
 
Here's my confession:
My band members and I rejected a basist to be in my (well all of our member's) band because he was a prick... but we told him its cause we don't want a basist and that since he's moving schools we won't communicate as often
 
Reading this thread has reminded me that whatever's going on with me is really inconsequential compared to, say, what Bram Turismo's dealing with, but it helps to read other people's thoughts I guess. It's strange to talk about myself since I never do it, but here it goes...

I went out with this one girl for about two months, although I really don't know if you could even call it a relationship considering the circumstances. It started in February, I had liked her but on account of not being too confident and thinking she was into one of my friends, I did nothing. She let me know she liked me, and from there on it seemed like we would really hit it off. I say "seemed like" because although in the beginning she appeared really excited, after a month went by she exhibited little interest in me, was always busy doing something else and never had time for me. She paid more attention to her friends than me when we were together, yet at the same time told me twice I wasn't confident enough.

After another month of waiting for something to happen, I gave up. it wasn't really a relationship anyway, she didn't care, and I broke up with her. I knew it was inevitable and that nothing would come of it; she had a messed up family life, and even admitted to me she wasn't sure what exactly she wanted. But in the end, I was the one who ended up feeling horrible, because of the complete lack of interest from her combined with the fact that it all seemed so successful at the start. If any of that sounds naive, it was because it was the first "relationship" I had ever been in.

Fast forward to just last month, and I let this girl I had been friends with for several months know that I liked her. She wasn't sure how she felt about me until we spent a day together, and after she made it clear the feeling was mutual. Something snapped in me, cause I lost any interest I had in this girl beyond being friends only a week after I asked her out. I felt like an idiot, letting her know how I felt and then telling her only two weeks later that I didn't feel that way anymore. It was very reminiscent of that "first" girl I spoke about earlier, except I was the one who soured pretty quickly.

The bottom line is I guess I don't know what I want, and I'm unable to figure out what I should do next. I'm sick of chasing this sort of thing, willing it on. I'm ready to just give up, at least for a while. Even after both of those situations, I haven't kissed anyone, and I'm 17....so to all you younger than me, don't worry about it. I'm just sick of my expectations always being higher than the end result.
 
I used to be a horribly conservative, close minded, racist, homophobic, hateful prick up until a few months ago when I started smoking (and not tobacco ;))

Not that it's good for you, but smoking has really allowed me to open my mind and realize how I actually feel about things instead of being the prick I was raised to be by my parents.

I used to have an obama campaign sign hanging on my wall with an N spray painted before obama and a circle with a line through it painted over the name as well. Now I have a John Lennon poster with a big ass peace sign on it hanging in the same spot where the obama thing used to be, needless to say my parents love it :D
 
I used to be a horribly conservative, close minded, racist, homophobic, hateful prick up until a few months ago when I started smoking (and not tobacco ;))

Not that it's good for you, but smoking has really allowed me to open my mind and realize how I actually feel about things instead of being the prick I was raised to be by my parents.

You, sir, are a true hero. 👍:):):)👍
 
Erm, huh.

Well... I do a fair amount of surfing the internet on the toilet. This post is a result of that. Yeah, that's right, I bring my laptop into the very unsanitary toilet and I blame fast food for my stomach problems.
 
Reading this thread has reminded me that whatever's going on with me is really inconsequential compared to, say, what Bram Turismo's dealing with, but it helps to read other people's thoughts I guess. It's strange to talk about myself since I never do it, but here it goes...

I went out with this one girl for about two months, although I really don't know if you could even call it a relationship considering the circumstances. It started in February, I had liked her but on account of not being too confident and thinking she was into one of my friends, I did nothing. She let me know she liked me, and from there on it seemed like we would really hit it off. I say "seemed like" because although in the beginning she appeared really excited, after a month went by she exhibited little interest in me, was always busy doing something else and never had time for me. She paid more attention to her friends than me when we were together, yet at the same time told me twice I wasn't confident enough.

After another month of waiting for something to happen, I gave up. it wasn't really a relationship anyway, she didn't care, and I broke up with her. I knew it was inevitable and that nothing would come of it; she had a messed up family life, and even admitted to me she wasn't sure what exactly she wanted. But in the end, I was the one who ended up feeling horrible, because of the complete lack of interest from her combined with the fact that it all seemed so successful at the start. If any of that sounds naive, it was because it was the first "relationship" I had ever been in.

Fast forward to just last month, and I let this girl I had been friends with for several months know that I liked her. She wasn't sure how she felt about me until we spent a day together, and after she made it clear the feeling was mutual. Something snapped in me, cause I lost any interest I had in this girl beyond being friends only a week after I asked her out. I felt like an idiot, letting her know how I felt and then telling her only two weeks later that I didn't feel that way anymore. It was very reminiscent of that "first" girl I spoke about earlier, except I was the one who soured pretty quickly.

The bottom line is I guess I don't know what I want, and I'm unable to figure out what I should do next. I'm sick of chasing this sort of thing, willing it on. I'm ready to just give up, at least for a while. Even after both of those situations, I haven't kissed anyone, and I'm 17....so to all you younger than me, don't worry about it. I'm just sick of my expectations always being higher than the end result.

At 17 not knowing what you want is more than common, it's why the majority of relationships of 17 year olds last about a month. Although it's hard to, don't worry about it.
 
I get called that way too often by my friends when we smoke, but when I get to be chill you should hear the preaches I go on with about nature and the system and all that kind of stuff :lol:

Ok I will also confess, I have recently ventured into what you are talking about. It's really nice, but not healthy. I will do the said activity occasionally with a friend or 2 after playing some music and just when I need to unwind. I don't see myself as a worse person for it. I also do not plan to continue it into my full adult life.
 
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Ok I will also confess, I have recently ventured into what you are talking about. It's really nice, but not healthy. I will do the said activity occasionally with a friend or 2 after playing some music and just when I need to unwind. I don't see myself as a worse person for it.

Neither should anyone else.
 
I confess that.......
Today I was playing a game with my little brother on the trampoline where one of us is on the trampoline and the other throws the ball onto the trampoline and we have to try to stop it hitting the ground of the trampoline floor. We each have a certain number of lifes before it is the other ones go. My little brother got my out however I managed to stay on by arguing that down to the strong nuclear force the ball never touched the trampoline just hovered slightlyh above it so there for i wasn't out (Science nerd win :):):) ). I now confess that I was unfair to him and sorry Ollie.
 
For the past few months I've been going through a bit of a serious depression. I don't know where it came from but one day my insecurities and anxieties just came back and bit me in the ass. I can wake up and be perfectly fine but by the end of the day I work myself down so low I just don't want to live anymore (my knees and arms haven't fared well). I hate absolutely everything about me, and I somehow drive myself down to thinking everyone does as well. I don't eat anything unless I end up smoking with my friends and get the munchies, and even then I try to hold myself back until I eventually can't resist it. I'm also having a hard time quitting smoking because the only real happiness I get is when I'm doped up and out of my mind.

More recently I have been having ranging strengths of anxiety attacks. The other day at work I had a horrible anxiety attack when I didn't get certian things started by a certian time I usually do (I have OCD so that triggered it). I started racing around to get things done, randomly repeating certian words, repeating patterns, and fixing everything straight I could find. That was 8pm, by 10pm I was off work and went to a park to try to calm myself down. On the contrary I was horribly afraid of the dark, swore I saw a demon over in the woods, and was shaking while walking around repeating patterns of 3 and picking tress I wanted to hang myself from. My friend eventually got to me and gave me one of her Zolofts for panic attacks (I know you shouldn't take random medicine, but at this point do you really think I care), I've been told that wouldn't actually do anything, but it must have had a great placebo effect because it made it stop.

Within the past week though I've been seriously contemplating trying to overdose or hang myself. The only thing that has kept me back so far is my friends and my fear of what is after death, but that's wearing thin.

Some good news, however, I finally got to my doctor and talked about how I've been feeling lately. I'm taking my first pill of my prescription tonight, hopefully this will make me feel a lot better than how I have been lately.
 
Erm, huh.

Well... I do a fair amount of surfing the internet on the toilet. This post is a result of that. Yeah, that's right, I bring my laptop into the very unsanitary toilet and I blame fast food for my stomach problems.

I do this all the time. Nothing's better than a good squat-n-surf! :lol:

My confession? A few months ago, my company banned us (I'm an overnight care assistant. Basically all I do is sit around) from bringing our video game systems to work. A little bummed, but I really couldn't be bothered. Then a month ago, the overnight supervision has been stripped (one got fired and the other two demoted to my position), and chose not to fill the positions to save money. So at night, I have no supervisors running around checking on our houses.

You bet I started bringing my ps3/360! :D
 
There are currently four things that can make me forget my worries. Driving, music, marijuana, and/or spending time with a certain female friend of mine. Since this is the confession booth, doing all four together have the power to fulfill me... or something like that.

👍 and 👎

Actually, the last one does it alone, unfortunately it's not always an option.
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There are currently four things that can make me forget my worries. Driving, music, marijuana, and/or spending time with a certain female friend of mine. Since this is the confession booth, doing all four together have the power to fulfill me... or something like that.

👍 and 👎

Actually, the last one does it alone, unfortunately it's not always an option.
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Marijuana is not a drug
 
For the past few months I've been going through a bit of a serious depression. I don't know where it came from but one day my insecurities and anxieties just came back and bit me in the ass. I can wake up and be perfectly fine but by the end of the day I work myself down so low I just don't want to live anymore (my knees and arms haven't fared well). I hate absolutely everything about me, and I somehow drive myself down to thinking everyone does as well. I don't eat anything unless I end up smoking with my friends and get the munchies, and even then I try to hold myself back until I eventually can't resist it. I'm also having a hard time quitting smoking because the only real happiness I get is when I'm doped up and out of my mind.

More recently I have been having ranging strengths of anxiety attacks. The other day at work I had a horrible anxiety attack when I didn't get certian things started by a certian time I usually do (I have OCD so that triggered it). I started racing around to get things done, randomly repeating certian words, repeating patterns, and fixing everything straight I could find. That was 8pm, by 10pm I was off work and went to a park to try to calm myself down. On the contrary I was horribly afraid of the dark, swore I saw a demon over in the woods, and was shaking while walking around repeating patterns of 3 and picking tress I wanted to hang myself from. My friend eventually got to me and gave me one of her Zolofts for panic attacks (I know you shouldn't take random medicine, but at this point do you really think I care), I've been told that wouldn't actually do anything, but it must have had a great placebo effect because it made it stop.

Within the past week though I've been seriously contemplating trying to overdose or hang myself. The only thing that has kept me back so far is my friends and my fear of what is after death, but that's wearing thin.

Some good news, however, I finally got to my doctor and talked about how I've been feeling lately. I'm taking my first pill of my prescription tonight, hopefully this will make me feel a lot better than how I have been lately.

Wow that's rough. But just think of all of the random strangers on GTP that you don't know that will miss you! :dopey: Well, actually, I used to be kinda depressed (I have constant anxiety and paranoia, but they don't form into attacks.) and it really does suck. And I was very young, around 12. I don't take any drugs or nothing, but it's the way life has treated me. I'm a social outcast, my father passed away earlier this year, and I felt very lonely. You just have to look past the brick wall and see the things beyond what happens now. But one thing, don't expect some of the symptoms to go away. I still have insane paranoia, which manifests itself into me tricking myself into believing that people are watching over me, such as family, people at school. I am anxious about a lot of things. But that's the way of life. I find things in my day to calm me down, and while it's just pushing it aside, sometimes you need to forget about life and enhoy yourself. I normally read, use the PS3, or surf GTP (honestly, this is the only site I use on a daily basis.) And don't think about killing yourself. If what you believe when you die is true, then you'll never know what you could have done with your life. Unfortunately for me, I'll continue this unjust suffering, bacause it's a trait in my family, but that doesn't mean you have to. Stay strong my friend.

Since when? It's illegal, it gets you high, it's a drug.
Some refer to it as an herb because it comes from the ground.
 
There are currently four things that can make me forget my worries. Driving, music, marijuana, and/or spending time with a certain female friend of mine. Since this is the confession booth, doing all four together have the power to fulfill me... or something like that.

👍 and 👎

Actually, the last one does it alone, unfortunately it's not always an option.
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Driving + Marijuana = :dunce:
 
Marijuana is not a drug

A drug is anything that alters the way the body functions, so yes, marijuana is a drug. Whether or not it should be legal is a different discussion for a different thread.
 
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