Skelotons in your closet?

(or Skeletons) Name the one thing that really stands out as the worst thing you've done and wish you could go back and fix.....

14 years ago I took a purse that some girl had left behind at a bar. At the time I always drunk so It did not hit how wrong it was for about a week... I feel bad for the shit I probably caused this girl.



[Edited on Jul 13, 2005 by CircusFreak]

I convinced a guy to take out a loan and gave him wrong information to pay it back. His loan defaulted and he got in a big mess. A girl I dated left me for him so I was upset. When he lost his job, she left him and fled to God knows where. Needless to say that I don't sleep very well knowing what I have done.

Why the hell would I post it in a public forum?

Seriously

Why bother posting anything at all????

Besides It's okay to change the names and the place in order to protect the innocent...

[Edited on Jul 13, 2005 by CircusFreak]

Because the logic seriously puzzles me. What do you get from this thread? The relief of confession? A lessening of guilt?

i have one



but achall i have none,

no real ones that mean i've done bad things

um, this one time at band camp

I apologise for crossing the line at a web site where a common subject is Dildos in parking lots, anal sex and Milwaukee threesomes.......

I once put a baby frog in my brothers bath in the innocent hope that it would swim happily. The water was too hot and...well...it croaked. wahhhh!

He was just like this little fella:



(the frog looked similar too)

i believe the term you may be looking for is catharsis. some feel a public expression of guilt or remorse is a way of releasing that pain and accepting your faults/humanity. if this ain't your style, so be it. personally some pains are still to fresh, even though they are years gone by. these i keep for myself.

after a bad break up with a crazy bitch, i persuaded a girl out of her virginity. it was a bad thing.

We all have done some bad things, someo people want to talk about it. Others prefer to stay quiet. I doubt anyone will really care either way.

Back when I was very young, I hit someone with a tree. Seriously! It was one of those very skinny, flexible trees (It was in the mountains of Arizona). I pulled it back and unleashed it on some kid. I've felt horrible any time I've remembered the incident.

When I was a freshman in college, for a joke, my friends told me there was a girl on the third floor who was giving away sex. She wasn't of course. They got me drunk and told me to go to her room. I did. They waited. 5 minutes. Ten. A half hour. an hour...

When I came down tand they saw me no one said anything...

They never played that joke on anyone else ever again...

To be fair to CircusFreak, this isn't ALL that different than the Dear Person I Fucked Badly thread that everyone seemed to like so much.

Just a little sketchier because it's not about sex.

Once I spelled skeletons as skelotons. Boy, I felt terrible.

i own a tori amos cd, ahhhh!

i want that fuckin outfit

Oh yeah, yesterday I masturbated to picturs of marisa Tomei on the Internet!

Once again Syndi's knife of truth cuts throught he butter of dross!