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I'm sure by now most of you have seen PostSecret and its imitations. It seems that sometimes it's good to get things off your chest, to be able to tell your secrets anonymously.
If you've been hoarding a secret that you want to confess anonymously and have posted publicly, send your secret to HatrackSecrets {at} gmail.com via an anonymous email service.
I will post them here. I will not post obvious joke secrets. Neither will I post secrets specifically geared to hurt another member of the forum. To protect the privacy of those who share, I will not posting these in the order I receive them. Instead, I will post them randomly at spurts during the day.
Also, if you feel anonymous enough already behind the internet, feel free to post your secrets directly to the thread.
Feel free to comment on the secrets, but please, keep it positive. It's hard enough to share secrets without worrying that people will judge you. Also, please don't work to guess the identity of the secret holders. That kind of defeats the whole point.
I've always been told to guess C, and by that method, your crush is me. Exciting. Too bad I've sworn off men.
(I haven't really, but...you know how things go.)
Besides, I can't imagine anyone wanting to leave pH.
quote:Originally posted by erosomniac: Are you establishing guidelines regarding how profane and/or explicit the secrets can be?
I ask because PostSecret is pretty explicit.
You know, I didn't even think about that. I forgot that Hatrack's a milder community than most forums. Well, if it's a secret that you think is forum-appropriate, feel free to send it. I don't want to have to censor anyone. That's not my place. If something seems like it would be offense or explicit, I'll put a warning at the start of the post. Is that okay?
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quote:Originally posted by erosomniac: Are you establishing guidelines regarding how profane and/or explicit the secrets can be?
I ask because PostSecret is pretty explicit.
I can't imagine anyone having a secret more explicit than the thing you said in the smoking thread. My ears are still ringing (or rather, my eyes).
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quote:There are times when i feel like there is a filter between me and the world. Like, i don't feel like other people do. I see people in the heat of emotional stress, or at the peak of happiness... and to me, i can't think of very many times i've felt like that, when true emotions have shown through. It seems like when most everyone else can go to level 10 of whatever feeling, i can only go to level 6, or level 7. It's helpful, sure, i can remain level-headed in any situation. And i can empathize, i am unusually gifted in being able to see situations from all sides, but i'd give it all to feel like other's can. Because i'm levelheaded, I seem strong... but... I really just want to feel. There are times when all i want to do is cry, and i can't... and i hate myself at those times... because it would help so much, be so cathartic... and i can't cry. and i don't know why.
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Tante, I got the same message when I clicked on the link from Firefox. When I did it in Explorer, it worked fine--any chance that's what's going on w/ you? (and no, I wasn't one of the secret senders!)
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quote:Even though he took advantage of me, treated me like crap, and eventually left me for someone else...even though my life vastly improved the moment he was out of it...I still miss him sometimes.
quote:When I was a kid, in third grade, I guess it was, I thought it was neat to eavesdrop on phone conversations by listening in on the other extension. I knew I shouldn't do it, but I did it anyway. My aunt called and asked to speak to my mother. I called Mom to the phone, and then didn't hang up -- I listened in to hear what they were talking about. My aunt had called to give the sad news that my great-grandmother had died. I really loved my great-grandmother, but when my mother called the children in to tell us the news, I came into the room running and laughing so that she wouldn't suspect that I already knew the news from eavesdropping. I felt really guilty (and I still kind of do) not so much for the eavesdropping, because that is the kind of stuff that kids might naturally do, but for the inappropriate laughter right after finding out that great-grandma died.
And I never ever listened in on the other phone extension again.
quote:I love my husband and my child but sometimes I want to get in the car and drive away for a break. I can't believe I'll never feel like I felt when we first met ever again. The butterflies have died.
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Regarding the butterflies confession...I like to think that the butterflies are just darn tired in the midst of being a mommy and a wife. They'll come back if I don't let them totally die of starvation. So I try to remember to do stuff to keep them alive. Set the table with the good china and candles for dinner, even if it was takeout. Injecting a little romance into my life. It's hard to remember to do, though.
I hope it's okay to respond to some of these secrets.
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quote:Originally posted by pH: I'm sorry, Celaeno, but I'm going to have to kill you now. You're competition.
-pH
Oh, but the game's no fun without competition. You should let me stick around for at least a little while. Posts: 866 | Registered: Aug 2005
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quote:Originally posted by The Pixiest: (This is like that game where we all wrote short stories and had to guess who wrote it!)
Hey, Pixiest, I don't mean to stop your fun, but as I stated in my first post, the point isn't to guess which secrets belong to whom. I mean, guess all you want, but keep it to yourself. I don't want people to feel uncomfortable about sending in secrets.
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