Sender's name: Morality Bites
Date: 16 Feb. 2008

Here I am stuck lying to my parents about everything I believe, just so they will keep paying the bills while I search for a job.

Hell is being raised by Christian Fundies and the voice in your head kept saying "How can they believe this bullshit?" Then living in the constant fear that they will find out that I'm a Pagan and the shit will hit the fan. Dating a Buddhist was bad enough for them to deal with without having an apoplexy. When they find out I'm worshiping the "Devil" or so they think...

oh well, at least my friends understand me, and the Gods. And maybe one day my parents.

Sender's name: Skibbles
Date: 2/12/08

I sometimes worry that I've spread my talents too thin, and that I'll never be more than moderately good at anything.

Sender's name: Pointless Mind Candy
Date: 1/2/08

I watched every episode of "I Love Miss New York Two". I even DVR'd it!

Sender's name: Confused
Date: 27 December, 2007

He said he would never ask me to marry him and it crushed my heart. Then he kissed me.

Why would he do that?

Sender's name: there is no one there
Date: December 2007

No one sees.
No one hears.
No one feels.
No one cares.

Sincerity is only skin deep in the faces of others. Beauty within goes unnoticed. Beauty without is not recognized. Heart, soul, mind, spirit...no one wants it. No longer good enough. No longer worth anything. Must keep trying. But no one will ever take the time to know.

Alone, without, lonely. What is wanted, needed and desired goes unfulfilled. The ones that are wanted, needed and desired are out of reach. The rules are set and I am the loser.

Sender's name: salamanda
Date: 11.27.07

I miss you and I hope you're doing alright. You're last post seemed kinda sad.

I'd love to hear about your plans for grad school.

Sender's name:
Date:

I worry about you and wonder if you are happy.

Sender's name: Someday
Date: 8 October, 2007

Where's my home? Everyone else has someplace to trace their roots to; they have a place to go to for shelter, for love, for warmth and acceptance, why not me? The closest I ever came to feeling at home was when I was travelling thousands of miles away from everything I ever knew. Is that supposed to happen?

Sender's name: soft sigh
Date: 10 September, 2007

I'm stuck: I can't move forwards or back. My heart is railing against time and still shrinks with cowardice. Why should I try? Why shouldn't I let my heart be broken? I must be punished. I don't want anything good, because I wasn't good to you. I must be punished.

Sender's name: Dazed
Date:

I am finally happy.

Sender's name: Quizical
Date: 08/20/07

I hit the crossroads and walked a different path than those who know me thought I would take. Now I feel that I have very little in common with many of the people I saw as acquaintances and borderline friends. I want to tell them all and make a clean break, I do not think they are healthy for me. But I am afraid I will hurt their feelings. Especially since I only want half of them to go. I wish someone could give me advice or a spine to cut them loose.

Sender's name: dans mes r?ves
Date: since forever

I can't remember the first time we kissed, but when we did it seemed that we were the only people in the world, and the kiss was that world.

Sender's name: Lost power
Date: 14 Aug 07

I lost the love of my life because I could/would not be 2nd choice to someone else!

Sender's name: Group Hug
Date:

63. But the right word at the right time may get me a little hug.

I wish someone would hug me.

Sender's name: Lost 'Between The Sheets
Date: 08/07/07

Dear Chronarchy,

Have you ever been in love? How do you know if you are?

Sender's name: Self Doubt
Date: Every day

JB says: 216. You seem to keep it all locked up inside.

I wish I could see myself through the eyes of someone I love. Maybe then I would think I am as great as they say I am; but I worry I will really be as bad as strangers claim I am (if so many people think it, it must be true right?).

I wish people would stop to take the time to tell people good things, especially to the people they love.

Sender's name: Lazy Dreamer
Date: August 6th, 2007

I had a dream that we were in the back seat of a car making out.

I do not know why as I never thought of you this way.

I have questions I want to ask you, but I am too afraid of the answers.

Sender's name: Dino Butt
Date: August 7th, 2007

I am on a journey, one that is allowing me to grow as a person. Unfortunately I am afraid that when I reach my destination I will have lost all my friends.

I admit that I do not believe many of the people I call "friends" really are, in fact the majority of them have let me down and it should be no loss if they go-- but it still hurts. I feel stuck: how do I let them know how I feel, how do I know the way I am seeing/feeling things is accurate, how do I move on?

This has come on with a bit more urgency than normal because so much of me has changed and as I do not know what people liked about me to begin with how can I be sure they'll like the changes in me now? Especially when the majority of us met for one singular connection and that connection is no longer valid for me.

I want friends who will hide bodies but who also know I would never be such an asshat as to put them in that situation to begin with. It is too hard for me to connect to people, the social games they play confuse me and small talk eludes me.

I do not think I have the strength to start over and being alone has never frightened me. I suppose, with that, my path is clear.

Sender's name: Desprate Housewife
Date: August 1st 2007

I often feel like I am stuck being a Housewife because I have failed at everything else in life.

Confession requested not to be posted.

Confession requested not to be posted.

Sender's name: On the verge
Date: 14 June 2007

I haven't said it out loud, because it might make it happen, but what if I don't do well tomorrow? What then?

Sender's name:
Date: 5/22/07

I can't stand it when someone who is obviously an amazing, wonderful person feels like they have no value. Like what they have to say and contribute has no meaning. They do and it does.

Confession requested not to be posted.

Sender's name:
Date: May 13, 2007

I often feel as though I am screaming but everyone around me is deaf. I feel like a beggar who is also the last human alive. It pains me that I require the validation of others to see my own self worth. It pains me that I am in a catch 22 in that I should have belief in myself with no care about what others think but in order to get there I need the validation given by others to feel strong enough to not care. I need to do something, but I do not know what. I am restless.

Sender's name:
Date:

There's this guy I really like. Unfortunately I am not his usual type. Shame though, we would be really great together. The whole yin/yang scenario. C'est la vie

Sender's name: Tricktrock
Date: 8/17/07


I've never met a dinosaur.

That makes me sad.
I feel like I've missed out.

Sender's name: Saddened
Date: October 4, 2006

October 4, that's the day after my birthday. It's also the day they are accusing my husband of things he is incapable of doing. No, not physically incapable, but morally incapable, incapable because it's against everything he stands for now and has ever stood for. Incapable because I know with 100% of my being that he would never ever be able to commit the acts against another human being that they are saying he did, without their permission. Some of you reading this may now realize who this is, though most of you will probably have no clue, and for that I am glad. Our "justice system" if you want to call it that has now taken a wonderful father and husband away from his family, simply because they need a scapegoat. I have done nothing but try to work in the "right" direction for myself and my family for quite some time now, and though I am young in the physical world, I feel as though at this exact point in time I am an 80 year-old woman waiting for her death bed. I love him so much, and I wish he were at home, and knowing that he won't be for some time, saddens me.

Sender's name: She Who Never Sleeps
Date: Now

I'm afraid to ever love again. My heart just keeps getting trampled.

Confession requested not to be posted.

poster did not check "okay to post" button, not posted.

Sender's name:
Date:

I habitually fall in love with all of my friends. Male and female. I'm a heartbreaker, and it generally breaks my own heart worst of all.

poster did not check "okay to post" button, not posted.

Sender's name: She Who Never Sleeps
Date: Not lately

I wish tomorrow wouldn't happen, but I'm guessing it will anyway.

Sender's name:
Date:

Often you confuse the fuck out of me, or was that you fuck the confusion out of me?

Sender's name: M
Date: .................

I am going to commit suicide after I write this

[ed. note: this was a hacked response, and no suicides were committed. It also wasn't funny. Please call 1-800-SUICIDE if you are considering suicide.]

Sender's name: Eun
Date: 11/05/05

For years I have wandered my rainforest. I have studied with a womens' spirituality group for a few years now. I am stuck at "priestess" level and cannot move on. I'm being drawn away from my group. I find myself sitting and doing ritual in a natural clearing. I don't cast circles, the trees form a natural border. My heart tells me it's a sacred spot. I honor Earth, and nature spirits. I don't call quarters or directions as my Sisters do. I use a phrase I heard sometime back, somewhere, "Fire in the middle, Earth surrounds, Sea around Earth, Sky above me." I know I need to move on, but am afraid to hurt my Sisters. I am also afraid of being so alone if I do that. I need to share my steps with others. I have been looking at ADF for so long, but I am afraid that I will find that all I have been doing is wrong, and that I am not smart enough to fully comprehend the reading requirements. 55 sounds old, but I feel like I'm really stuck at 29. I don't age, the calendar does. I have been pagan since 89. And this is such an involuntary time for my spirit to turn away from feminist spirituality and fully go with my sacred ecology. But the trees and wind, my cedar and hawthorne and holly speak more clearly than people do anymore. What a bummer.

Sender's name:
Date: 9-21-05

I'm rather slothful

Sender's name: deedeehopskotch
Date: 8/01/05

I have had unsavory thoughts about my boss. That is all.

Sender's name: anonymogirl
Date: 01/08/05

My mom didn't do something I thought she ought to have so I yelled at her. She cried. I only feel a little bad.

Sender's name: Porn Starlet
Date: July 18th, 2005

I give great head. No, seriously, really great head. Make a man's knees knock and his legs fall out from under him great head.

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