I confesss i've been a b*tch.
I confess that it's probably hormonal, and I don't want to deal with it again.
I confess I cope HORRIBLY
I confess I haven't eaten hardly any meat in the past week. And need to.

I confess this was a vent.

I confess that I love that little dragon in Insanity's icon
I confess that I am using this site as a venting board at the moment
I confess that by doing so I am avoiding writing an extremely nasty letter to my cousin for not inviting me to her party because she is ashamed of me.
I confess that it's hard to see other people's points of view when their thoughts vary so differently from mine.
I confess that being trans and other trans people seem completely normal to me and being reminded that other people don't view us that way is just appalling.

I confess to hitting on anything that breathes

I confess that I over-think everything I type on here, so I'm really not confessing what I want to confess because I worry what others will think of me.

I confess to eating the last muffin, even though I told them it was my sister 

Quote from: aydan_boy on October 24, 2010, 06:10:28 PM
I confess that I over-think everything I type on here, so I'm really not confessing what I want to confess because I worry what others will think of me.

I confess that I do the same thing, it's why I hardly ever post on this thread.

I confess the fact that I Don't over think things enough is what often gets me into trouble.
I confess that at times looking before I leapt might have saved me a whole bunch of heartache.
I confess that while the above is true at the same time I make sure to learn from all experiences good and bad.
I confess that I at times make self pitying posts for attention but others do the same so I really don't feel that bad about it.
I confess that even if I did feel bad about it I wouldn't stop doing it because sometimes I just need to be heard.

I confess that I still don't like being referred to as "transsexual", which is the main reason why I'm stealth.

In that same vein I also confess that I really don't want to be bothered with "coming out" as trans and all the headaches and problems and everything else that goes with that (and also confess that I highly admire those of you who go through it).

I confess I ate the last of the ice cream 

I confess my mom gets on my nerves a lot. She always wait til I'm trying to read or whatever to talk about something and half the time it's something so stupid. I confess that I am aggrevated that one of my friends that I came out still insits on calling me a girl and everything else that comes with it no matter how much I correct her. I also confess that because of that I feel like throwing in the towel and just give up and "be" a girl...as much as I hate that very thought.

I confess that I am a horrible procrastinator and I put off everything until the last minute, no matter how much time I have to get it done.  ARGH!!! 

Quote from: Squirrel698 on October 24, 2010, 05:53:48 PM
I confess that it's hard to see other people's points of view when their thoughts vary so differently from mine.
I confess that being trans and other trans people seem completely normal to me and being reminded that other people don't view us that way is just appalling.

I confess that I stole these from Squirrel as my own feelings.
I confess that sometimes I like being trans because it makes me interesting.
But I also confess that sometimes it just seems like too much bother and wonder why I ever did it.  And then I remember the way things were and know I am far happier and more comfortable with myself and transition was the best thing I ever did for myself even though sometimes it just seems like it is such a hassle to be trans.
So I guess I need to confess that I still haven't fully accepted all of this.

- Kate

i confess i'm not looking foward to my 1:30 therapy session today

I confess I'm reading this message board instead of working right now.

I confess that I need sleep...real sleep, not Nyquil induced sleep.  Caffeine is the enemy. 

I confess that my next appt with my therapist is the last one. I confess that I'm realizing that my personal relationship of her as a friend has grown to the point I'm going to be very sad next week when we meet. I confess I'm already sad, but I've met my new one and I think she'll be ok.
I confess that my therapist has done more for me than anyone else by a far shot. She has calmed the confusion, lifted my spirits, has been suggesting various ideas for making future plans (she sees my creativity and artist ability) and she has guided me through some times I thought I was going to crash and burn.

She is going to be missed, and I assume she will be missed by her other clients, too.
Thanks Kate! Even when the conversations went on wild tangents, you could always use them as examples of hope and such, that I couldn't see.

Quote from: aydan_boy on October 24, 2010, 06:10:28 PM
I confess to eating the last muffin, even though I told them it was my sister 

I confess that I never told anyone that the last muffin was, in fact, my sister.

I confess I've been having a really rough time this past week or so, and that as a result I've ironically not been able to do my homework on stress and it's effect on the body and mind.

I confess that i miss my nanny
I confess that sometimes I want to scream at my papa's intolerants twards gays
I confess that I feel i'm not good enough for Tay or to have friends
I confess I yern to talk to a lost friend even though its not whats best for me (isnt it always the way of things)
I confess to tell my papa i went out and I cover my lie by getting dressed and doing my make up but going out because i'm depressed about the way i look (overweight) and because Tay is my only hold on sanity and going out makes me think of all the loss i've had.
I confess i didnt really mean to confess all that -.-

I confess

I feel very bothered when I think someone is being treated unfairly 

I confess that I feel more alone at home with my family and friends here than at my university where I have very few friends.
I confess that I'm considering going back into the closet for the summer for a ->-bleeped-<-ty minimum wage job at a business owned by transphobic douche-bags that will make me miserable.
I confess that I woke up cuddling a stuffed animal last night because I miss my partner (don't tell).
I confess I was glad I made my high school classmates uncomfortable with my appearance at a party today lol

I confess that I missed this thread.

I also confess that the past few weeks have been up/down/up/down in terms of mood.  I'd just like to relax for a few days.

I confess that the dealership couldn't find a lien holder for the car I was driving and 100% of my stress has been related to getting my down payment back.  I was told it would be available as early as May 31, then June 3, then June 6, then June 11, and now that it has finally been approved by the big boss, they are supposed to go to accounting on Monday and get it done.  *sigh* 

I confess that I'm tired of having to be a bitch to the people that work there, but they should just do their jobs honestly and stop trying to put me off because they think I'm some young, dumb girl without a brain in my head. 

I confess that I really just want someone to cuddle with at the moment.
I also confess that as bad as I feel for her, I want to tell my friend that her whining about her boyfriend breaking up with her is getting old and that I want to go to bed instead of listening.