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Confessions thread
Thread startera.n.kirillov
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I push anyone away that I feel is getting too close, even if I've encouraged them in. Self fulfilling prophecy of losing anyone I ever care about. Not so much losing though, more like giving away.
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When I make tea I put the milk in first with the bag then don't bother stirring it so it's really just hot milk untill it gets to the end where it's really strong tea. I'm just lazy. No one understands
When I make tea I put the milk in first with the bag then don't bother stirring it so it's really just hot milk untill it gets to the end where it's really strong tea. I'm just lazy. No one understands
That's just wrong :D I like the spoon to stand up in my tea, as orange as Trump after a good session. Unusual to see another tea drinker though, I thought everyone had gone hipster with mochabocca chai lattes made by some pretentious twonk.
When I make tea I put the milk in first with the bag then don't bother stirring it so it's really just hot milk untill it gets to the end where it's really strong tea. I'm just lazy. No one understands
Milk and t e a?! – I overrrached with this thread. You can keep making confessions but I have to go and wash my eyes. – don't wait for me, I probably won't come back.
That's just wrong :D I like the spoon to stand up in my tea, as orange as Trump after a good session. Unusual to see another tea drinker though, I thought everyone had gone hipster with mochabocca chai lattes made by some pretentious twonk.
:) I know how wrong it is. Am Irish so would probably be deported if it got out. I used to like it like that, tea bag stays in all the way. Its just another sign of ngaf anymore
:) I know how wrong it is. Am Irish so would probably be deported if it got out. I used to like it like that, tea bag stays in all the way. Its just another sign of ngaf anymore
I think you're safe for now, they won't be deporting anyone while the lurgy is on the loose. Now if you said you don't like Guinness or Tayto crisps it might be a different matter. I used to love it myself, gives me awful belly ache now though, not sure if they tampered with the recipe or I turned soft. Maybe the builders tea buggered my insides up.
I think you're safe for now, they won't be deporting anyone while the lurgy is on the loose. Now if you said you don't like Guinness or Tayto crisps it might be a different matter. I used to love it myself, gives me awful belly ache now though, not sure if they tampered with the recipe or I turned soft. Maybe the builders tea buggered my insides up.
I lived in Scotland for a while, it's the only place I've seen dozens of pissed up people before even Wetherspoons were selling booze. They'd go mad for a boozy tea being as the booze aisles are all fenced off til 11am. Maybe just remove the tea, and the milk. Lovely people the Scots, very self effacing whilst being genuine too, but man can they drink. I thought I'd seen hardcore being in Newcastle for a few years, made the Geordies look like lightweights.
Why is hardly anyone confessing? I've done lots I regret. Low level crime mainly, and not treating a few ex gf's well. And losing it a few times when i shouldn't have. All years ago.
When I make tea I put the milk in first with the bag then don't bother stirring it so it's really just hot milk untill it gets to the end where it's really strong tea. I'm just lazy. No one understands
I used to run an online group for witches/pagans and the like back in '17. It started off really well but then I was grieving someone who I had gotten very close to. I've made some irrational decisions during that time with the administration of said group. I'd brought on more staff that didn't belong and I was lenient on those I shouldn't have been lenient on. Regarding a friend who was also grieving over the same person, we'd fallen out a few times and I could be passive aggressive. She and I had made up early in '18.
A more recent thing is in the fall of 19 I started low key ghosting someone who was quite a sensitive person. Part of this was yes due to SAD lowering the spoons I had for all night long conversations which I had told them. I did not feel as close to them as they did to me though I've tried. It took me longer than I'd liked to actually explain my boundaries even in a halfassed way (We were talking about a project of theirs they wanted my help on specifically.)
I couldn't bring myself to say that they were expecting too much from me, and it was very difficult to get them to meet me half way. I could not accommodate them the way they want me to. The regret is that I was- and still am- afraid of their sensitive nature to say this to them in full.
I used to run an online group for witches/pagans and the like back in '17. It started off really well but then I was grieving someone who I had gotten very close to. I've made some irrational decisions during that time with the administration of said group. I'd brought on more staff that didn't belong and I was lenient on those I shouldn't have been lenient on. Regarding a friend who was also grieving over the same person, we'd fallen out a few times and I could be passive aggressive. She and I had made up early in '18.
Bit tangential, but did you ever come across a user named DarkFairy/Faerie, an American lady, had her own Wiccan page on geocities (I think?) I was pals with her years ago.
I let someone down, again and again, although they put all their trust and faith in me, and forgave me a million times, and gave me a millions chances to better myself.
That someone spread all their dreams, hopes and aspirations in front of me, and I just walked all over them. I did not even bother to tread carefully.
That someone was... me.
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Bit tangential, but did you ever come across a user named DarkFairy/Faerie, an American lady, had her own Wiccan page on geocities (I think?) I was pals with her years ago.
Yeah I thought it'd be a long shot, I can't even remember her name now (Erin seems to ring a bell) it might come to me, but I do remember she had her own site with an absolute shit load of content on it, way more expansive than you saw around that time, tons and tons of info about witchcraft and paganism. Must have taken her months given it was a free host site with limited tools. Thank you for replying anyway :)
Yeah I thought it'd be a long shot, I can't even remember her name now (Erin seems to ring a bell) it might come to me, but I do remember she had her own site with an absolute shit load of content on it, way more expansive than you saw around that time, tons and tons of info about witchcraft and paganism. Must have taken her months given it was a free host site with limited tools. Thank you for replying anyway :)
Geocities man that's MySpace era or even pre MySpace isn't it? The crowd on the platform I was on (Discord) runs on the young side. Someone on reddit may remember her site possibly. If she's still at it then there's a chance maybe she moved to Tumblr where Witchcraft archives are more commonly found.
I have a sick fantasy about my abusive husband having a sudden death (car wreck, injury, disease, doesn't actually matter). I fantasize about finally being free, but keeping his money so I can live my life again. People would give me sympathy for being a widow, not knowing I was abused and that I was thrilled about his death. I imagine how I'd feel the moment I found out about it. I can feel it, the relief, the burden gone.
I feel a lot of shame for these thoughts, but I try to remind myself I'd never wish suffering or death on any other person, only the person that gave me ptsd and ruined my life.
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