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[blacksunl1ght]

Post anything that you want here, and post it anonymously. IP LOGGING IS OFF. Post...a story, a secret, a confession, a fear, a love. Anything. Tell me how much you love me or how much you hate me. Make sure to post anonymously and honestly. Post as many times as you'd like. Then, put this in your LJ to see what others have to say!

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[anonymous]

Sometimes I feel like such a dork once I recall that my internet life is so much more alive than my real social life.

But then I remember that two things are better than one ♥ And combined, with such caring, awesome internet friends, makes it all worthwhile.

[anonymous]

I have to be honest: I have a very big problem with denial. I used to be a compulsive liar a bit when I was younger, and still occasionally do it without realizing, although I correct myself and try to make it sound funny after I say said lie.

In fact, I have such a bad problem with denial that part of me right now is thinking that I'm just exaggerating; that this doesn't really happen very much or ever. Adding to this is that some aspects of my life haven't been exactly...as pristinely suburban as the people who surround me at school. Not only family-wise, but also living conditions. I think I've only really told one person about it, and it's more like icing on a cake. Or the first layer or something.

I could barely tell my therapist a few years back about anything: that one aspect of me that doesn't want everyone's help, who tries to look cheerful and self-sufficient and denies anything bad ever happens just kept lying charismatically while the other part of me desperately wished someone would try to dig deeper.

[anonymous]

Trust me - you're not alone. My psychiatrist was convinced I didn't need her help, or any help at all, because I'm so well balanced.

But I'm also a very convincing liar and my "No, really, I'm okay ^^" face is damn near impenetrable.

And don't you always wish that someone would just say "You're NOT okay. Stop telling me you are. You're not." until you stop denying it and you just tell them everything?
And doesn't that just never happen?

[anonymous]

I am basically exactly the same. The last paragraph realy struck home.

I always say I'm okay when someone asks, and yet I'm always wishing that someone would dig deeper.

[anonymous]

I would do this on my LJ, but I'm afraid that people not on my friends list will post things just to make me upset

[anonymous]

Let me tell you a story about a girl

[anonymous]

Somedays I love myself and the way I look.

Others I get sick just looking in the mirror.