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[cecilialisbon_]

Tell me whatever is in the deepest depths of your heart. Tell me a secret, a love or a passion. Tell me your worries and fears. Comment ten times or comment once.

Relish the anonymity and pour out your heart

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[alasdair_willis]

this message results from too much blog surfing whilst waiting for karin to return from oahu. whether or not you’re the ethereal doppelganger of someone I know, a respectful hi there from a fellow lj blogger.

secret - over the years, since that surreal summer's day, a failed suicide bid has come to reveal to me the nature of learning and how to navigate the merciless path of life without compromising my integrity.

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[cecilialisbon_]

it's pretty much accurate to say that you have stumbled across my internet alter ego complete with dreamy moniker, a far more interesting person than the real life version.
isn't it amazing what too much time on your hands can deliver?

secret back - i've had one similar experience on a strangely normal night many years ago and i can only wish that it may guide me through life rather than destroy me completely with promises of more than this life can give.

the act of being polite

[alasdair_willis]

totally yes. I often struggle to understand most people’s views on life, why they live or think the way they do, but I have no problem relating to what you have written.

the key word to my life is obsession. it motivates me, bewilders me, taunts me, enthralls me. to my surprise people refer to it as a mental disorder, something to be cured, but without it life would be so dull, surely.

these uninvited comments of mine on your journal seem a little too presumptuous, so I’ll stop. just to say our house is open to short notice visitations if you ever require a different space to work ideas through. bye then. a.

[ovulus_]

I'm afraid that I don't really understand pain. I'm afraid that when I have to deal with it - something, anything - I'll fall apart. I've had such a wonderful life thus far. Functional family, decent upbringing, wonderful friends, a decent job, education... What happens when I get stung? Will I fall apart?

[anonymous]

i think i have met you but i am not 100% sure. i conceider you a friend.

i have many secrets: i self-harmed for years (it got quite serious).i still miss the self-harm now. i love my scars, i still run my fingers over them when i am sad.

i have an OCD, but i can't say what about because you will realise who i am. it is something very small and un-noticable to other people. no one knows about it.

i had depression. i beat it to an extent.

my biggest secret yet is that i wish i could stop eating. i am scared of getting fat, and i feel giulty after eating, but i can't go without food. i have tried being sick, but i don't know how to and it doesn't work. i wish i had the will power to stop the food.

you are beautiful.

[cecilialisbon_]

I think I know who you are. If you are who I think you are, I think you are great.& please don't feel guilt for eating - it will take away your life before you know it. All I lived for was being anorexic. And it ruined my life. I almost died.
You are worth far more than hating yourself because of whatever you eat.

And the self harm? Sometimes, I still struggle. I have done recently, more so than for a long time.

Hmmm. I want to talk to you about this. But I don't know if you are who I think you are. <3

[anonymous]

you do know who i am, but i dont know if i can speak face to face. helpingusall_fromabove@hotmail.co.uk