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Okay so this is how it works. Post something that you are ashamed of, self-conscious about, or outright feel guilty over; but if it is what makes you guilty just now make it something where you either know the guilty feelings are silly but still can't shake or where the guilt outweighs your fault in your own estimation. Don't confess to premeditated murder or anything. Also don't dredge up uncomfortable things just to contribute to the thread: those tight jeans you rocked all through sixth grade to hide erections but actually made everyone take notice? Leave that behind friend. You have my permission. The next poster will reply with the following: "Who cares?" Just that. Exactly those two words phrased as a question. Variations like "who cares" are acceptable. Other languages are also fine as long as the sister phrase is just two words long. They will then be free to make their own contribution in a following, separate post (  ) or give someone else a turn, knowing they've played their part in the posting therapy with just two syllables.Okay enough rules. Have a go. This thread may fall flat but I feel kind of nice having thought of the idea. |
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when i was in high school i went to a bible camp and one of the electives i took part in was media sort of things. we made a really terrible short film which is maybe the only evidence that exists of my hair in braids. every once in a while i get a jolt of electricity up my spine, terrified that it's made it's way online.
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Heather Papps posted:when i was in high school i went to a bible camp and one of the electives i took part in was media sort of things. we made a really terrible short film which is maybe the only evidence that exists of my hair in braids. every once in a while i get a jolt of electricity up my spine, terrified that it's made it's way online. who cares? |
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Sep 15, 2021 00:04
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Oh gosh, my sins could go for pages. I'll have to think about the more PG ones and get back to you. |
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Sep 15, 2021 00:08
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All right, fine, I'll go. In middle school this girl, who was well-known to develop crushes on boys, started glomming onto me, following me around, asking to organize my locker, etc. She had this habit of responding with this sharp, loud "ha!" to things she thought were ridiculous. After math class, I asked her if it was true she was thinking about trying out for track. I was on the track team at the time, so of course she was, and it was just creepy to have a stalker. She said she was. I asked what she thought she'd get into: I ran the 300m hurdles. She said she was thinking the hurdles. She was like 4 feet tall, this was probably not a great first event to try. So I responded with a sharp, loud "ha!" She stopped stalking me immediately after that and I have felt like a jerk for the ensuing 30 years. e: deleting an effortpost comment I had here that "who cares" would be a horrible reply to, LOL cruft fucked around with this message at 02:01 on Sep 15, 2021 |
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Sep 15, 2021 01:36
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cruft posted:All right, fine, I'll go. who cares?
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Sep 15, 2021 21:28
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in the lunch line in 11th grade: me: UGH taxsaver is so annoying friend: who? me: you know, taxsaver, from german class friend: who? me: oh come on, we talk about taxsaver all the time. she wears that stupid taxsaver shirt like basically every day? friend: sorry, who? me: TAXSAVER! that really annoying girl that sits next to me in german who wears the same shirt every day and has that annoying laugh and smells bad! taxsaver, behind me: *sobs and runs away and we literally never saw her after that* me: uh... i knew you were there
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Sep 15, 2021 21:32
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Sep 16, 2021 14:10
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Also I Google Image Searched for taxsaver shirt and didn't get much except non-shirt advertising material and novelty shirts like kid-sized "I am my parents' tax saver". |
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Sep 16, 2021 14:13
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I had a friend in elementary school that I was a jerk to without realizing it. That was because I was a jerk in general without realizing it. My only partial defence is that I lived in a harsh environment where relationships were more transactional and you also tried to take as much as you can while giving as little as you can. The concept of real friendship was kind of foreign to me. So with this kid who lived in a decidedly working class neighbourhood but was still better off than me and who had less of a broken home situation, I would take advantage. At least once when we got in serious trouble I blamed it on him and he took it without getting back at me. I didn't thank him. Was just happy I got away with it. And I would guilt-trip him into getting me better presents than the junk I bought because "your family has more money than mine". Years later I found him on FB and apologized. He accepted though seemed confused as he couldn't remember me being a jerk. That last part made me feel bad because it means he was nice enough to not even see others being a jerk or self-serving. It's been decades and while I think I am not a jerk anymore I still recall how I acted and cringe. |
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