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!!

I was wrong, you can't 'have it all'.

I'm not coping. Everyone I loved and trusted has gone. I don't recognise my life anymore and don't want to be in it on my own.
To those who aren't in my life because you betrayed me - fuck you. And karma, fuck you too - how comes they are living well after what they did to me while I'm left alone and hurting?

One last one because I always forget this one

J

When we met you did the Mr Nice Guy act and it worked for a while but then I realised you're Strategically Incompetent and you do the Mr Nice Guy act to butter up women into doing the jobs you don't want. I see right through you. I find you dead behind the eyes and manipulative. I suspect you of being emotionally abusive to your wife, and you obviously can't be arsed with your kids beyond the surface level in which they serve the Nice Guy persona. You're boring and your opinions are no more valid and worthy of airtime than mine because you have a cock. And if your mates business is so fucking brilliant go work for him but for the love of God stop banging on about it !

You had me at hello. Never had a 'bam!' moment before but now I have. I think you are utterly gorgeous, I love it when you look at me like that but I don't know why you do it. Maybe one day I will know.

So sad and tired of knowing I don't matter and of being your doormat. Of being belittled, disrespected and made to feel stupid. Of being neglected. I have several times nearly tried to end my life because of you. You don't realise that you could do a lot worse than me.

To the 2 michaels,the 1 who i used to work with and the 1 i now work with Fuck right off,stop going over my work,stop brown nosing management,you dick head

Oh, yes, love karma. I have one more...
Ex again
"You constantly made fun of me for not going to the gym, showed off how much you exercised, and moaned to me about the pain that this was causing you. And now you need shoulder surgery from going there too much..."

Just tell the fucking truth you fucking wanker. You're the only one that knows apart from me and unless you man up, my reputation will be dragged through the mud. Tell the truth

It's not that I'm lacking in confidence. It's that I'm lazy. I really do not care about this shite any more, I'm only here for the money.

It's not that I don't have leadership qualities either, it's that my laziness means I'm quite happily letting the others make the decisions for me, because I can't be bothered thinking about it. I should be at home caring for my beautiful son, not sorting out other people's rubbish.

Leering, staring = sexual harassment. I do not want it and I do not enjoy it

You are all genuinely a bunch of fucked up cunts. Not a single one of you is normal.

And ds2 may only be 17 months, but seeing everyone else apart from him opening presents, seeing that hint of sadness in his little eyes as if to say “where’s mine?” when you fawn over Ds1......it ain’t happening again. You treat dh like shit on the basis that he’s the youngest, but you’re not doing the same to my boys you tight, self centred bitch.

DH works away during most of the week, so we have Friday to Sunday together. For a variety of reasons, in the last month or 2 (including his mysteriously absent libido when he's home) I realise that there's a possibility that he's getting something somewhere else.

I don't mind.

I love him, my marriage, our home, our life... I'll happily just not notice.

Annual performance reviews are an utter pile of manure and are unbelievably easy to abuse. I can't work out why you still do them.

Also (this is cathartic!), I think that in the next 5 years I will lose my middle aged dog and my elderly MIL. I already know whose death will upset me more (by a long way) so I'm having to think about how I will cover this and pretend otherwise!

I love you dh, but hate living in the town you come from, its unfriendly, they don't like outsiders, I feel this every time I go down town on my own, different when you are with me as at least they speak to you, not me, they ignore me, you admitted I was right, but we still live here, I hate it

No. I do not want to know about who you bed last night, today or any other day. Quite frankly, I’m surprised your bits are not covered in aggressive STDs and warts. Not a single work colleague wants to hear about your sex life, thank you very much!

You ruined my life

Furthermore:

I've rung the NSPCC - it's being rapidly escalated.

I probably won't tell you for a while, if ever. Because you'll accuse me of interfering and being dramatic. Because your own standing in the community is more important than rocking the boat.

Luckily, for the hundreds (thousands?) of vulnerable people in your diocese, I don't give a fuck about the boat.

I can't believe you knew about this and did nothing.

One day I will tell them that you were arrested for assault as well as coercive and controlling behaviour.

Will you STOP FUCKING MOANING! going on for hours and hours about who is ill, how you're ill, no one understands. We all heard you!!!

Uff relief. I'm so sick to death of someone in my life who constantly has to be ill. She literally never talks about anything else.

That's therapeutic, thank you!

You are a thieving disgusting piece of scum and taking you down was a victory I never thought I’d be capable of.

Men are not women, I can't believe you referenced orange is the new black. Because you experimented sexually doesn't mean lesbians have to.

I know I'm married and know it can never be. But I really fancy you though I'd never let you know.

D
You're not poor. You just can't budget and your H spends money like water and is a bit of an asshat.

M
Nobody wants to spend Christmas with you because you're a miserable old hag. You can't basically ignore people for decades and then turn round and expect to be welcomed with open arms. We all remember.

O
Yeah I see you giving me that look. I know what you're like and I haven't forgotten how you treated my son. I know you haven't changed, you've just got better at hiding.
Touch my son again and you'll regret it.

R
I didn't laugh because it wasn't funny. I'm not fooled by your harmless old man act. Your a disgusting misogynistic arse and more people are starting to see through you. Also, stop whistling or I'll stab you in the eye with a cake fork.

Menopause- you can fuck off!! I'm done with all this woman/hormones shit. You're making me miserable.
Sorry,but I need to take a step back from our friendship,you lied to me & we've both changed,but he's not changing you for the better. Going back to him is a massive mistake,but if you need me I'll be here.