Skeletons in our lives

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I was just thinking to myself, there are probably parts of ourselves that we never wish could be discovered by other people. Of course,with the fear of being judged or fear of their perception of you changing. What are some of the things you have kept inside of you that would cloud people's judgement and do you battle with these things ?

I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die.

What are some of the things you have kept inside of you that would cloud people's judgement and do you battle with these things ?

you go first 😆

I have a skeleton inside my body. It helps me stand up.

@DickEmery Johnny, is that you?

I crawled out of the woodwork and whispered into your brain.

You first, OP.

In a dark, dark street there was a dark, dark house.
In the dark, dark house there stood a dark, dark door.

I'm not telling anyone my secrets because they're secrets.

I did the photoshop of that Mother’s Day photo.

People are looking for me.

I just burst out laughing at this
😆

I'm a bit more attached to my cuddly toy than I like to let on

Oh well. You don't have to tell if you don't want to. I for one have already posted about mine. I cheated on my DH as a teenager. (Way before kids and marriage )One of my biggest regrets that I have since learnt from. However if my friends or family knew. It would completely change how they see me.

Secondly, I suffer from anxiety. One would never say, I appear confident at work but no one knows how much I have to fake it and how hard it is to get through some days.

op you cheated on your dh when you were a teenager

and you have started multiple detailed threads about how you are being eaten up with guilt

and now this one.

You really need to prioritise therapy and i mean that kindly

On the surface, I am all active and healthy and sporty, working out 5 times a week and always cooking from scratch. In reality, whenever I have a chance (DH is away for work I am away solo) I would stay in bed whole day, watch the crappiest and dumbest reality TV imaginable and stuff my face with McDonalds... ORDERED IN. I would not drive, I would not walk, I need it brought to my lair. Then, obviously, when reunited with the family, I would roll my eyes at their food choices and pester them. Uh-huh.

I grew up in Paris. In our late teens a group of us used to stand on a bridge on a summer’s evening and flash our boobs at the tourist boats passing under.

I'd never share!

My first husband is under the patio.

I shot the sheriff (but I didn't shoot the deputy)

I’ve read your other thread and agree with previous poster. You need therapy immediately. This mind set isn’t healthy.

I also did a bit of repointing of St James’ Palace but I skived off the afternoon and didn’t finish it so some of the tiles don’t look the same colour.

I've got a mate staying with me, hiding out in my spare room. She's a bit fragile but I'm trying to cheer her up - we're racking lines, strawpedo-ing WKDs, doing kareoke and slagging off men and their Will-ies.

You first!

are you my long lost twin?

OP, if you really did cheat on your dh when you were a teenager, I honestly think that the key part of it is that you were a teenager. You are allowed to forgive yourself. You made a mistake, we've all made mistakes. Some of our mistakes have hurt other people, sometimes, narrowly, it only hurt us.

Now, let it go. You don't need to pay for this with the rest of your life.