*** Anonymous Confessions Thread v5 ***

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Following the success of the four previous threads I'm proposing a new thread with the same rules for all the new sinners to confess.

The rules, as always, are:

Originally Posted by Vanilla
The idea is simple. You email confessions you'd like the forums to know or discuss to [email protected]

They are then posted here, by me, anonymously for all to see and discuss. If you want to be super secretive feel free to create a separate email to send the email to me.

No sick stuff, anything medical related such as being depressed wont be posted.

Remember this is a family forum so anything really sordid, explicit, targeted against other forum members, or majorly criminal wont be posted as it would get removed by the mods anyway.
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If you're worried about being anonymous, I won't release any details about who sent it. Hopefully the previous threads would help alleviate your fears, but feel free to create a throw away email account.

The posting of the confessions will be done by me.

Confessions will be marked in Orange text, probably.

Just to reiterate, the address is: [email protected]


Some examples can be found in the previous threads:

v1 credit to Vanilla for the original format - http://forums.overclockers.co.uk/showthread.php?t=17723248
v2 - http://forums.overclockers.co.uk/showthread.php?t=17981266
v3 - http://forums.overclockers.co.uk/showthread.php?t=18408016
v4 - http://forums.overclockers.co.uk/showthread.php?t=18517688 (and thanks to burnsy for this format)


e: I will not change any of the confessions other than to remove any swearies and replace them with stars; I don't want to get probated for someone else's potty mouth. If it's not suitable for the forum (and there's been one already) then I will not edit it to make it forum friendly, it just will not get posted at all. Happy confessing!
 
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Less of a confession and more of a forecast but here's our first one, dreadfuls:

I have strong suspicions that a high profile member of the forums is a complete fake. He portrays a hero image of himself, will argue anything and is seemingly an expert on everything. The problem is that this guy has legendary google skills and if I were to call him out on any discrepancies in his stories he could just google his way out of it. I'm sure one day this guy will slip up and the resulting fallout will be lol worthy.
 
I've received another one in a similar vein which also doesn't mention who the forumer is but I don't think it's helpful or in the spirit of the thread so it won't be posted.

Remember this is a family forum so anything really sordid, explicit, targeted against other forum members, or majorly criminal wont be posted as it would get removed by the mods anyway.
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I have spent over £800 in the video game World of Tanks in the last year making in game purchases. This doesn't cause me any financial hardship but still, £800? I have friends in real life that also play the game but I never tell them my in game name out of fear of them seeing my account and realising how much I have spent on it and the resulting embarrasment.
 
Hopefully the mods will allow this.

I don't like my family. I love my son, but my wife and my stepson are a millstone around my neck. I can't leave her whilst keeping my youngest born and I'm afraid the rest of my family would disown me if I didn't fight for my stepson as well, bu I don't want him. He's a match of my wife without the abuse.

I'm stuck in a life I hate because I can't live without my son.

Me and my wife still partake in physical activity but I generally need to watch porn to be turned on enough. I watch porn most days.
 
A many few years ago 7-8? somewhere around there when i was mid way through highschool.

As i was growing up i always had a radioactive immune system and i got " the runs " a lot!

I was in maths class sat at the front ( who on these forums didn't sit at the front! WE ARE ALL NERDS AND YOU KNOW IT! )
The person sitting next to me was a recent ex girlfriend of mine, i will call her K for short.

Now i had a upset stomach that morning and was struggling to not give away my terrible secret to my fellow classmates as we all know that would be suicide.

I got to the point where i was clenching my bottom cheeks so direly hard that i may as well have been a soldier on a parade square.

Needless to say my efforts were not enough and i knew it was coming! a short/loud/wet fart came rushing out along with a good tablespoon of built up liquid.

I immediately turned to my ex girlfriend and said oh my god K are you ok and the maths teacher along with all of the other students all glanced over at her as she looked me in the eyes with this look of horror. By this point it was obvious that i had passed a small quantity of stoolage this was notable by the smell. Due to this smell K was asked politely by the teacher if she would like to leave the classroom for some air as she was franticly trying to let people know it wasn't her! To this day school friends and i still laugh about how " she **** her pants " in maths class!

I think the worst part of this was that at the point of knowing it was going to slip out, I pre planned blaming her for my slip up
 
Back when I was 17 I had bit of 'oral relief' from my younger Cousin. Long story short, we were on holiday with our respective families, she walked in wearing a bikini, I was wearing shorts and got visibly aroused, she noticed, things got awkward, she said something, I said something and it went from there. I'm not proud of the fact, but in my defence she was, and still is, hot as hell.
 
During the past month I was having some issues with my PC. It appeared to be a hardware issue, and my girlfriend suggested using her cousin to help diagnose the issue. We chatted online for some time, he proposed various solutions none of which worked. I had asked for advice on various forums, and someone suggested Team Viewer as potential way for the problem to be identified more swiftly. I suggested this, he agreed, and off he went. He spend a significant amount of time trying to diagnose, but I noticed at one stage he was searching through all of the picture folders within my drives.
I didn't question him regarding this, but I guessed what he was at. I had switched to mobile chat, so I wouldn't type while he was connected, but from the conversation, it became clear he was explaining in general terms what he was doing, as he thought the screen was black upon his connection, and I couldn't see. This wasn't the case, I could still see the screen.
I wasn't concerned as I had nothing inappropriate on the computer, he gave up after a considerable time, and promised to try again the next day.
For a reason I am uncertain of, I decided that day before he connected, I would switch on my external drive. This contains my private stash, including various folders of my girlfriend and some of my exes.
The connection of a new drive was not lost upon him. He made his way directly there, and then asked me to check if the screen was red or green, I said it was solid black, he told me it must be a side effect of team viewer, and not to worry.
I then spent three hours excitedly watching him watching my collection of my stash, my exes and my gf. The sneaky******* even made sure to kill the sound before opening any videos in case speakers still worked.
I don't know why I let him do this. It has exposed everything of her intimate to him, yet I enjoyed watching him, watching her.
He has fixed the problem, but since then, he has spent three nights connected still trying to help me fix it. he keeps telling me he is very close to fixing it, but it is isn't sorted yet.
 
When I was 17 I accidentally reversed over and killed my step-mother's beloved cat.
When I realised the poor thing was dead I panicked, and, I'm afraid to say, bagged him up in a pillow case and got my friend to bury him in the field surrounding the house.
I then let my step-mother search for months for the cat, putting posters up and offering a pretty decent reward.
She even travelled a fair few miles to check up on sightings of him, and was inconsolable for weeks afterwards.
She still mentions him today, and believes he was stolen (he was Siamese and beautiful :( )
 
Where do I begin:

Only got married as ex-wife fell pregnant. Cheated on her while she was having second child with a 17 year old colleague.

Ended up moving in with bit on side she's 18 I'm 24 she falls pregnant she looses it while trying to stab with a knife while drunk. For some reason we still go out for another 6 months.

Now currently 27 and been living with a 48 yr old colleagueit! For a year. No one at work knows! She also had a pregnancy scare Ffs.

Lastly I have seen her daughter (19) naked by accident and can't help trying to catch another glimpse and think the daughter goes around in sod all to tease me!
 
I have a girlfriend of 4 years, everything is perfect, I've been more honest with her than anyone in my entire life.

A few months a go I had a threesome with 2 girls (without her). 8/10 and 6/10. I haven't told her. The worst part? I don't even feel guilty.

I've since done it 4 more times and the last time it was expanded to a foursome (2 guys 2 girls). I've think I've now got a thing for group sex. Oops.
 
I won £250,000 in the lottery thunderball 7 weeks ago and I've told nobody, I dunno how to even bring the subject up with my wife or family as they will all want a slice of the pie! It's been sitting in my account gathering interest (890 quid and counting) I'm busting to buy a 3000 machine but then the secret would come out
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Merciful Mags, if you could not identify my email address or user to anyone that would be appreciated :) This is kind of a confession/release of the soul/cry for help haha but if you don't feel it is appropriate then that is fine :) also, I'm not the best at english so if it reads wrong or you feel you want to re-word it to make it more literate that's fine too :) cheers


I've spent more than half my life addicted to multiple substances. Since the age of 12 I started using and it slowly spiralled on and on and is yet to stop. I went through my teens and then my entire adult education either too gone to take anything in or just plain not turning up. I even obtained a degree (in Astrophysics!!) simply by a week of revision for the exams as I hardly partook in any lectures and when I did I was under the influence of something. Fast forward to today and I've been fortunate enough to have spent my working life in an extremely lucrative job (it shocks me how I can do this job in my current state yet the rest of the people seem to struggle with the basics!!), I have multiple houses with plenty of projects to keep me occupied, plenty of friends to continue to see etc. yet I still use daily and I'm finding it harder and harder to understand why.

The reason I'm sending this now is probably the same reason I'm only recently having concerns about my life of "activities", I've changed the game and it's got so much harder to play how I used to. This new phase is probably my last, it sure feels like it will be, whether that's through my own choice or not is yet to be seen... but I'm going to try. I need to try. I've spent too long controlled by these ********, I know I need to leave them be but I can never find the strength and the times I do I'm never strong for long enough.

Kids, you may not notice the effects at your age but once they get that hold of you, trust me - you are not superman, they'll get the better of you one day.

*Mr Mackey.jpg*
 
Two years ago, myself and 5 friends were travelling abroad for a stag weekend, I was to be a groomsman at the wedding, the groom, best man and two other groomsmen were in attendance. Things started in the airport on the way out, with the groom getting plastered to the point we were nearly refused boarding. Upon arrival at the hotel, we were drunk, but unhappy at the groom, who could be described as a *** at the best of times. Loud, brash, annoying, a belligerent sort of turd who looks funny at people hoping to cause a reaction.
Anyway we had a full weekend of entertainment and drinking planned, and it seemed like gobby was going to ruin his own stag weekend. Myself and the best man voiced this at breakfast the next morning before a very hung over loudmouth joined us for breakfast. It was suggested I made a pharmacist run, and so I did, some cash, some extra cash and a smile and I'd obtained what I wanted.
The groom's recovery pint of water was laced with a laxative, as was his hair of the dog pint, and within the time it took us to get back to the rooms and get ready to depart to the first activity he was firmly resident on the porcelain phone.
We had a great weekend, always making sure to pop back to see him every so often, to ensure he was drinking plenty of fluids. We were such a caring lot... Topping up his drink t make sure he was out of our way, and not ruining his weekend. He thought we were the best, not leaving him behind and always checking back on him.
The turd still nearly ruined his own wedding two weeks later.
 
Someone in the thread asked who Lucy Bee was. It was me, I found details of the person who she was based on on a trans support forum and ran with the whole over the top drama queen thing but it all got out of hand and reached the point of no return.

I've been on the forums for over ten years and have been a prolific poster, not as much over the last couple of years though. I spend a lot of my time on Twitter and that's as much as I'm giving away.

Always loved you Mags, always will :)





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Despite marketing myself as a film officianado to friends and relatives, I have a not insignificant collection of Freddie Prinze Jr romcoms from the late 90's early 00's which I like to watch when hung over. Oh the shame!
 
I moved out of a rented flat and got it professionally cleaned with the exactly the same cleaners as the landlord had used on the way in. Without going into too much detail he decided I owed him £200 for cleaning and stole the money from my deposit. Little did he know that I had made a spare key to his post box which was in the communal area of the block and was easy to access, so for weeks after I moved out I used to poo... just kidding, but I did look at some of his letters. Anyway, one day I open the box and found the keys to the flat! I took the keys, went upstairs and knocked to make sure no one was in. Almost ****ing my pants, I quietly unlocked the door and went inside. I didn't want to steal anything but he owed me £200. So I took his laptop charger, TV remote and some DVDs. Not so much that he would realise that someone had been there but enough to question his sanity. I also peed in his kitchen sink.
 
A few years ago I got my missus (an artist / illustrator) to draw a picture in the style of a famous artist, which I attempted to sell on eBay as the genuine thing. I did this because I was trying to prove a point about people buying any old garbage if they think it's got a famous name behind it. She, being an artist, was less than happy with my viewpoint. So I got her to quickly scribble something in the impressionist style. It took her literally 2 mins, tops. I scanned it in and put it up on eBay with some rubbish blurb about it being found in a stash of old notes, and that some "experts" had taken a look and said it could well be a doodle from this famous artist. I listed it for 200 quid. Not only wasn't it removed rapidly (what with it being such obvious BS), but 2 people got into a bidding war and it ended up selling for 300 quid. I did a bit of research on the guy who won it and discovered he was a surgeon in swanky London and clearly not short of a few bob. He paid PayPal straight away and we sent him his 300 quid doodle. He left excellent feedback and was clearly delighted with his masterpiece. The missus conceded that I may have had a point.

Also, we never did it again....despite being poor and in debt at the time....and despite the fact the missus would draw her own brilliant stuff that took hours and sold for next to nothing. So really, when you think about it, we're awesome people :)
 
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