That I don’t want to have kids. Even though I told you I did.

People think I’m a big business woman but I still throw up every morning before i go to work.

That I grew up so poor we didn’t have electricty at times.

That I feel hurt when people comment that I have a ‘cute or strange accent’.I feel its their way of saying I’m not good enough.

I saw that episode. I thought it was completely ridiculous. I couldn’t sit in a circle with people I never talk to and tell them about my dying mother or how I really feel ugly. Blogs are easier.

..Didn’t really want to have a baby.

that I am bisexual.

I’ve always found it easier to tell deep dark truths and secrets to strangers. Because they don’t judge you like friends and family. But I would never do it face to face like on Oprah. It’d have to be more of a confessional type thing.

I sometimes blame having children for ruining my career.

that I never feel good enough no matter how confident I seem

That he used to beat me regularly. And I’m still with him.

ThatI had an abusive childhood.

Buffy how could you post a question like that, I would not even tell my lover my secrets x

Oh man…I don’t have anything that is at all up to par with everyone elses deep deak secrets. Thanks for the comment though. I don’t know if it’s serious press yet but…thanks. How are things going with you? When am I going to be able to go to Barnes & Noble and buy your novel?

That my nose embarasses me and makes me feel ugly but I would never do anything to change it.

that I have blocked out so much of my childhood and made-up so many stories to account for the missing years, I don’t know what’s the truth anymore and what’s a lie.

That my smile simply hides the fact that I’m broken and afraid.

That I still resent and hate my father for all the hell he put me through when i was younger and that he still effects my life today, even though he is out of it.

That my family growing up would win the dysfunctional family of the year award.

Hope you had a great new years! And I think the way you’ve got your goals set and the great numbers you put up in the Blog Workout roll call (before the holidays hijacked us all), your new years resolution is gonna be within reach!

See you at the roll call.

. . . that some days I’m terrified that I’m not living up to my potential and other days I’m terrified that I am.

If you really knew me, you’d know that I’m incredibly insecure about absolutely everything.

That my mother always called me fat when I was a kid. And I’m pretty sure that’s why I grew up with an eating disorder.

That I feel like I’m still a jealous petty junior-higher inside.

That I am eccentric beyond your wildest imaginations, despite my quiet exterior. And what my wife says is true…I fart more than any human being you know…

you would know that after 21 years, i have finally decided to cut my verbally and physically abusive mother out of my life.

go me

you would know that there are days I don’t like my kids. I always love them but man, there are days that I feel like a terrible mother because I just want to get away!!!

that I love two men enough that I would marry them both, and that I only met the second after being married for 5 years to the first.

Ummmmmm, that I’d probably lie if I answered the question;)

I love your work and even more that your asking a question for responses. If you really knew me, you would know that i struggle every day just to live without ending my own life. My husband is in iraq and my family treats me like the black sheep. So thank you for giving me an outlet i appreciate it alot.

that I have done things I could never talk about.

“Buffy, you would know that I am 50 years old! That was a big trance! Boy, now after class reuinions, and the likes, I came to terms with it. I am 51 years “young”.
My friends are younger and older. And there is a funny way, in Spanish. You say “sincuenta”— play on words, meaning “no count”. Well, it is a fact, i try now all the tricks in the book: eating well, walk a lot, and well those are the most important, I think. I am not inclined to cosmetic surgery…..
On the issue of lack of communication with teenagers and children I remember what Hillary Rodham Clinton once stated “It takes a village to raise a child”. That means that many people have to be around….and if not so many people are around, it does not matter. What matters most is that you communicate with children and teenagers. Listen to what they say!
They do need more communication and less materialism!!!!
That is the basis!

Love the diary Buffy!

that when I was 16, I was violated in the worst possible way and never reported it.

that i am so ashamed of the person i let myself become…before i became a wife and mother…and child of God!

That I dislike everything about myself so much that I seem to sabotage every goal I have ever tried to accomplish and every good thing I’ve ever had before I reach it. I’m terrified of passing this onto my daughter or ruining my relationship with her someday because of it.

well now look what you,ve done LOL

I agree with the European.

You would know that everyday I battle anxiety. It has improved a little with time, but I still fear the sudden death of my husband, kids and friends.

This is amazing, Buffy. We never really know what’s inside of people’s lives, do we. You’ve given everyone such a wonderful way to say what they feel without repercussion.

If you really knew me, you would know that I worry about all of my close friends and family, all of the time. So, even though I’m very friendly, I can’t collect too many friends or I’ll run out of worry beads.

That I am happier when I am alone than when I am with my husband and my children.

I’ve never had a best friend and now as an adult I don’t know how to be a friend to anyone.

I feel like a failure and disappointment to my friend and family and wasted my college degree because I chose to become a housewife and stay-at-home mom.

I feel like I’m going to explode 75 percent of my day and I often fly into a rage that scares my children to tears.

That I am so afraid of failure I’m doing nothing instead. I’ve thrown away a carrer and and education because I’d rather do nothing in my shame than do something and fail at it.

That I am so ashamed of the way I look I don’t even let my husband touch me. Even though there’s nothing wrong with the way I look and I know it deep down.

wow. reading these comments made me tear up…jolted me back to reality with a bit of perspective. if you really knew me, you would know that i am very thankful for the life that i have and the people in it.

That I’m 40 years old and have no idea who I REALLY am…or who it is that I can at least remain to be and sustain the being, within the realm of the real world. AND…I am sure those two, who I am and who I can sustain to be are two different people….how does one live with that?

There’s a reason I keep those feelings to myself…

That beneath most of the flash and sparkle, I’m actually quite shy when it comes to new situations!

That episode made me cringe. I was so embarassed by it and thought it was completely over the top. I wish we could all just get over all of our childhood nics and cuts–but then I just go and blog about them. Will follow up to see what your “Ah ha moment” is.

that i hate the pressure to be perfect

Ugh! I was in therapy for so many years, I think there is nothing that I wouldn’t reveal. I’ve said it all.

that my cousin and I once wished we could have a relationship and we used to sneak away at family parties and kiss (usually after some serious underage drinking).

Iam tempted and being old there are lots of things I,ve done and shouldn,t have, but not regreted many

That I secretly like Star Trek Next Generation, even though I can’t stand Star Trek.

You would know, I really don’t trust anyone! Even the people closest too me! I would never tell them because I dont want to hurt them and it isnt their fault! Too many scars from life have left me unable to trust!

I am miserably disappointed with what happened to my husband and how I now have to be “the man”.

That I feel like I missed out on the life I really wanted by not pursuing art and that is why I have no direction.

Whoah! You have a lot of exercising to do!

Hi, I came here from Heather’s–the one in Texas. I left a comment on your “Where I’m From” post. I enjoyed that poem. Wanna read mine?

http://writingfromthehip.blogspot.com/2006/02/adventures-where-im-from.html

…that I am learning how to love and honour myself…finally.

… I am just as hard on myself as I am on other people. The act of revealing hidden truths reminds me of Post Secrets. I remember being affected by a woman who admitted that she “only loves one of her children.”

That I hate my mother.

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That I cry myself to sleep every night.

That I’m leaving my wife.

This is the first time since it happened that I’ve even acknowledged it to myself, much less verbalized it … my ex sexually assaulted me and beat me up over the Christmas holidays.

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I was raped when i was 14 and I still cry after sex. I’m now almost 30 years old.

Ramona…I’m so sorry.

that I am filled with self doubt and intense criticism of myself

That I am full of dreams and see possibilities everywhere..in everyone.

That even I the age I am now! I am still filled with unfulfilled Dreams. And a bit angry I myself for not during more to go after them in earlier life.

If you really knew me you would love me.

that my hidden vices are also my known virtues.

that i had an affair that was never found out. that i ended. but that i hate myself for it and desperately want to make it right but feel like i’ll never be able to. my spouse doesn’t know. i don’t think it would help to tell her. i don’t know what to do to get back what i lost about myself.

Want to hang around me all the time !

I fear change because I want to be in control of my life, when I know I’m not.

you might understand more where i am coming from!

I hated my father and if he hadn’t have died of a heart attack at 41, I would have shot him at 42, when I turned 15.

I am 40 now and I still believe I would have; I work as an Officer of the Justice system now.

that I like to keep my distance from my negative, pesamistic, critical, jealous family and friends because I love them and I want to grow.

that i tell my perfect-otherwise fiance I love him when i don’t, because i know that he would kill himself if he knew i didn’t and go to the man I love, but can’t, because my real love will die soon and I will be alone.

i hate myself because i am an alcoholic, i drank and smoke while pregnant and nursing and my son has problems from that and they grew up in an abusive environment and i wish i had never been born and really wish i had not had children to subject to my alcoholism and abuse, i am 13 years sober

In reading these comments, I am stunned by the hurt and brokenness and terror inflicted upon us by others. I have tears drying on my checks, and have offered a poor prayer for these aching sisters and brothers. Let us not hurt others deliberately; unintentionally is bad enough!

Hey, while we are breathing we are not yet finished. The artist Paul Klee said: “Becoming is superior to being.” We are all still becoming.

I hate my father for all the abuse he inflicted upon me and my mom. Im an alcholic, and I have destroyed every relationship I have had because of it. I feel like hanging myself often.

“… you might actually like me”.

It is funny how Oprah rules the world and boost book sales and makes people laugh and cry. I am not a fan, just an observer. Could not find time to watch for the life of me.

Peace there everyone. */me tries to send mending glue to brokeanheartsville people. Stay well all.

that I’m scared I’m going to prove everybody right and be a failure..and not be smart enough to fulfil my dreams…so young yet so scared,at 18.

You would know I’m terrified of my life being reduced to a single sentence obituary when I die.

That I am a recovering drug addict and take methadone every morning just to feel “normal”. NO ONE but my closest friends and family know…. Not anyone I work with… NOT ANYONE!!

That I love hearing that I’m a great Mom but I’m more flattered when I get to hear that I’m skinny (which I haven’t heard since before baby number 2)

…that I married a man I didn’t love just to get out of a country I hated. That was 10 years ago and I’m still with him because I didn’t have the courage to get out, face life and be free…. and I hate myself because of it.

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…that in spite of everything that she’s done to me (which led to my adoption at age 4), I often long to be reunited with my birth mother, just to catch up.

That I am afraid that I would never know love from a man or love someone.