Say here things you can't say in real life

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Interested to hear things people really wish they could say in real life, but can't, for whatever reason.

This is a safe space..... let's offload!!

We've known one another 20 years almost and I still can't tell you that most women would go NC with a family that treated them as yours treat you.

You have always been treated as the lesser, the least the afterthought.

Your brother is a chauvinistic bigot who I would call the Golden Child if not for your imperious know it all wealthy sister who for some reason your "dying" mother who has literally been "dying" for the last 20 years falls over herself to give childcare to, and never you, though your sister can well afford childcare and you can't

Though your other sister has returned from abroad it's always been clear they don't approve of her choices and her DC like yours are not equal to the Golden Grandchildren and they really only have room for the favoured son and daughter.

I think you know all this, you should have gone NC years ago, and sometimes it feels like you need someone to give you permission. I wish we could talk privately more, I can hardly be honest about your dreadful parents in front of your DC

Stop being such a martyr to all your children. Stop moaning about yr husband-he's just scared to do anything because you make out your so indispensable. Get some decent clothes you have the money and clean yr face. You are my friend and I like you but sometimes you are so bloody draining! And cheer up!

I’m 20 weeks pregnant, fucking exhausted, and I have zero sex drive. I love you, But seeing you get arsey and sulk because I don’t want to have sex is making me reevaluate our whole relationship. The fact that you would happily have sex with me knowing that I don’t want to is making me feel sick.

Mum: Your granddaughter will not visit because you judge her, judge her father, and her paternal grandfather. Stop judging.

To my boss: Well, you fucked up your duty of care during my mental breakdown and then pinned a disciplinary on me. Well done for being a cold, ignorant fuckwad. And for not listening when I tried to change the workplace culture. As long as the figures look good, you don't give a fuck about your staff's wellbeing.

To my colleague: Thanks for being a mate, and the hugs. Lying low and at arms length now, but honestly, I appreciate your support, even though I can't put that into words.

To my husband: There is only do many times my family and I are called cunts before I seriously consider divorce. Yes they are cunts, but I am not, only I can call them fucking names. No wonder your brother won't speak to you.You and your fucking principles. Controlling, manipulating rules, more like. Get out.

You’re a disgusting vile garbage human who sulks and manipulates to get what you want. You seclude yourself and make your children do the same. You moved to the same country so my brother would be close to his ill father yet you can’t even ask how he’s doing. I think you’re an unattractive pig lady and I’m sick to death of your annoying voice and overbearing personality. You know everything about everything and I just want you to fuck up about all of your pretend illnesses because your life revolves around pretending to be sick for attention.

To another person

I love the thought of waking up to you in the morning.

to any sales person

STOP PUTTING THE FUCKING CHANGE ONTOP OF THE RECEIPT

To several different people;

• Give me a sodding pay rise you tight power hungry lump

• No I don't want to be your guarantor whilst you're out of work for an apartment in London

• Why don't you provide lunch for your grandson you tight fisted old boot!

I'm fed up of making packed lunches for my 8mo

Please can we call it a day but remain friends?

Not sure who I am ranting at but it's so bloody unfair that I appear to have inherited two different chronic illnesses from either side of my family. They may not shorten my life but they sure as fuck inhibit it. I have the time and money to enjoy life but my poor health means I am increasingly sitting on the sidelines and watching. It fucking stinks.

Stop going on about your ex. He isnt coming back after 10 years. I cant listen to it anymore.

Brother... you are a knob for rarely contacting Mum and Dad, you rock up for Christmas empty handed (as in bringing no food) and sit there like lord muck while they run around after you. They are in their eightys now... please notice how frail they are getting... BEFORE ITS TOO LATE

You aren't doing your children any favours you are raising them to be spoilt entitled brats!

And

I love you, I have always loved you and if it takes until we are in our 80's to both be single again I will still love you.

Dick strawbridge, I wish I were married to you.

Stop buying stuff
Stop buying stuff
Stop buying stuff

And especially stop trying to trick DD into storing it in our house!

We've already had this conversation... at least twice. Next time I'll be really blunt.

I am an expert liar. I lie all the time about so much stuff, stretching back years. Ive made money from it, made friends through it, all sorts. I've never been found out and if I've come close have lied myself out of it. The funniest times are when I convince those "I can read people like a book, I know when people are lying" types that I'm a totally honest person. I can read people so well it's scary. I always know exactly what to say. Recently we did a personality testing thing at work as everyone described me as so honest and trustworthy. It made me smirk internally but also made me so sad, that really no one ones who I am at all.

@Cally62 steal the cat

Fuck you. I've raised your child for 6 years. You had no input. Abandoned him. How fucking dare you come in and swan around being "Grandma".
We're the ones who are here for them in the middle of the fucking night. Who will always be there for them whilst you bask in all your families congratulations, I bet none of them know how shite his parents are.
He called us first when babe was born. Stick that in your pipe and smoke it.

I wish my dd had not been born with a congenital disability. I do not want to go into school tomorrow to get her dyslexia test results as I think it will be something worse. I do not want to keep fighting with school for support. I want her body to work as it should. I do not want this life for her. And the anxiety about this is eating me alive!

I have to travel with my husband and our 2 kids (3 and 5 months) to stay with my in-laws for a week during Christmas. Their house is 7 hours away! I’m going to be the one in the back of the car entertaining the baby/holding her/nursing her/changing diapers/rocking her to sleep. Also my sister in law will be there. She’s snooty and hates me but DH and his family think she’s adorable. I absolutely don’t want to do this at all.

HR you are incompetent fuckwits who have ballsed up my last 3 paychecks and have been charging me emergency tax despite having my P45. Thanks to you I’ve been sanctioned by UC. I don’t have enough money to pay my mortgage and my retired parents are paying for my food this month.
It’s a week to Xmas and I hate you all.

P.s Karma doesn't exist.

Do you really need to tell your dm everything? I’m your wife. I should be able to talk to you in confidence. I know you love your mother, fuck, I love your mother and I talk to her all the time about most things but some shit she doesn’t need to know. I don’t know if this marriage will last if you can’t keep my secrets