to ask you to tell us something you’d never admit IRL

[GooseAndSandals]

I’ll start with one of my less dark ones. I didn’t care when my father died.

Well she knows and so does my husband but I haven't had anything to do with my mother-in-law for 3.5 years. I instigated this shortly after my father-in-law died which resulted in a falling out with the one friend I did tell. I don't discuss it with people, as quite frankly either other people are hiding family bollocks themselves and don't want to talk about it, or they are too immature to see why somebody might have to take this decision.

Honestly, I have told more people about an historic affair I had, than about my non-existent relationship with my in-laws, as I have quite correctly predicted greater understanding over the affair than the lack of relationship with in-laws.

Not everyone gets the mother they deserve 😔

I've sobbed for two days straight after dropping my child off in a big city to go to uni. I'm terrified something awful is going to happen to them.

There’s a saying that hell is here on earth. I don’t believe in an afterlife so I don’t worry about these things.

I’m waiting until my child is grown up and doesn’t need me any more, so that I can just stop. I don’t mean suicide, I mean just, stop. It’s all too much. Between their SEN and my disability, being a single parent living on a fixed income that stretches less and less far each year, one day I just want to STOP for a while. Spend a few weeks watching crap TV and not doing housework, live off ready meals and not worry about setting a good example, let it all go to hell on a hand basket and just not care!

I'm aware a lot of people would say the same. But firstly I genuinely cannot imagine missing out on half of their childhoods. I'd rather put up with living with him full time than only get to live with them half the time. Secondly they'd be miserable the time they were with him. He'd do nothing, go nowhere, probably not bother to take them to their hobbies, discourage them doing anything other than coming home and staring at the TV. That's just not the life I want for them. So I stay.

Whenever I say I’m divorced it’s amazing how many people assume I’m unhappy about it and also that it must have been my ex h’s decision or fault. They can’t seem to get their heads around the fact that I instigated it because I was unhappy and no longer wanted to be married. Anyway, many years later here I am still single and self described as “happily divorced”.
Edited to say I was also married for 25 years. Life’s short.

Ugh. Can't you just tell her the outlets you work for don't review self-published stuff? Wouldn't that be true?

Does she READ real literature? That's what I always wonder - if they do, can't they tell that what they're producing...isn't it?

Our DS is getting married in December, if I could get out of going I would.
They are inviting people in the family I really dislike and wouldn't have in my house, these people disrupted my DD's wedding and I'll never forgive them.
Obviously I'll go and be on my best behavior, but it'll be hard!.

Flippin’ Nora tell us unless Justanother….. is your real name!!
Why post at all?????

I relate to this so much.

What on earth are you rabbiting on about

Snap. Word for word. It's difficult isn't it?

It really is. Frustratingly, I like myself so much more now, but that just makes me wish that DH got to be with the person I am now. I would be a much better wife. I'm so sorry you're going through this too.

I never wear short or even three-quarter sleeves, ever, because I have self-harm scars. No friends or family know.

I used to write slash fiction online and get very good responses to it. Upset to discover recently that my livejournal got purged as I hadn't looked at it for so long and it's all gone. Thought it must be on one of my many memory sticks but it seems not.

I'm not very sorry my father died. He wasn't very nice and I've wanted my mum to myself since I was a child.

I'm on weight loss jabs (lied to get them) and Botox; nobody knows. Am regularly taken for a lot younger and never correct it. Feel ashamed of the age I am somehow. Have stopped referring to when exactly I did certain things or letting on that I remember world events in the eighties and stuff like that so nobody can tell. I'm generally very vague about my own past.

I was homeless and unemployed for six months and very ashamed of it. Lived in my car for six months and told nobody.

My supposed best friend bores me to death. Would break it off if there was any way to do it without upsetting her.

And another dull tale of unrequited love.

The first thing I do every time I get home is wash my hands. The second thing I do is pick my nose, and the bigger the booger, the luckier in life I feel.

Me too, both my parents and my beloved dog died.

I grieved for my dog desperately and still cry over him. He was a pure angel ♥️ crying again! It's been over three years and the only people I love just a tiny bit more than my dog are my kids.

I get you. I stopped giving a shit what my siblings and in-laws thought of me and am liberated. I literally turned a switch in my and I was free of a pair of cunts. The only one who was decent died

Wear red! 🤣

I say breezily 'me? Oh I've been happily divorced for hundreds of years'. Divorce is a magical thing.

I have admitted this on here a few times but never IRL, I have ASPD (Sociopath in old money). Diagnosd by a Psychitarist.

But what’s it like on a day to day? On holidays? @ADressWithPockets
do they ever see their parents kids? Cuddle? Laugh together?

Me too. Never known anyone else who this has happened to

My friend's partner (and father of their child) sent me a sleazy text when she was out of town. It was just vague enough to be (barely) plausibly deniable, and I did not feel I could tell her.

It has definitely impacted my relationship with my friend.

Sorry to hear that. Have you ever told anyone IRL or spoken to her about it?