The 'Make An Honest Confession' Thread! Part V: Rebirth

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I swear, it seems only way to find work these days is to sell your soul. That's what I honestly believe. >_<
 
I confess that for the first time, I'm actually horrified at how stupid some people can be.
 
I confess that I feel as if I'm falling into the familiar pattern of resting on my laurels to get me by in school. Getting closer to graduating is bringing back the laziness a bit, and I have to kill it before I end up underachieving again.
 
i confess that i fell asleep for an hour and a half in my car at work today and my boss never even noticed i was gone
 
I confess that today I got two people watching The Room and I feel proud. :awesome:
 
I confess that when I have school, I'm more likely to go out and do stuff, as opposed to when I have no school and I just stay home all the time.

I confess that I feel as if I'm falling into the familiar pattern of resting on my laurels to get me by in school. Getting closer to graduating is bringing back the laziness a bit, and I have to kill it before I end up underachieving again.
I believe that is call "Senior-itis" and it happens to everyone.
 
I just did one of the hardest things I'll ever have to.

As my mom and I got my grandma ready for her medicine, I held her hand. She&#8217;s been very touchy lately. She&#8217;s always grasping onto anything she can until her knuckles turn blue or until she falls back to sleep.

She held my hand and didn&#8217;t let go of it for 15 minutes straight as I stood by her bedside.

I feel as if she was holding onto me because I was an anchor to life, and if she let go of my hand , she&#8217;d be letting go of life and die.

I told her over and over that it was okay to go, that it was okay for her to be with her mom, her husband, and her sister. She hasn&#8217;t been able to speak since Thursday and she didn&#8217;t speak then, she just barely opened her eyes and looked at me with her now glossy eyes and shut them back down. Squeezing my hand even harder.

None of this has really effected me, my grandma&#8217;s inevitable passing and all the way it should have. I haven&#8217;t been emotional, and quite frankly I&#8217;ve felt like I&#8217;ve looked at the situation indifferently, and I hate myself for it. My mom says I&#8217;m doing the best I can and we did the best we could in taking care of her over the past two years, but now all we can do is make her comfortable and be by her side when she passes.

Whenever that time comes.
 
I swear, it seems only way to find work these days is to sell your soul. That's what I honestly believe. >_<

Oh, stop being so melodramatic. "Sell your soul"? :whatever: You're not applying to be a lawyer for a tobacco company, a Blackwater merc or Justin Bieber's bodyguard... you're looking for a lowly retail job. You sound like a big baby.
 
I confess that I feel very disconnected from my family. As much as I try to feel a bond, the more uncomfortable I feel and feel like I'm trying to force myself into do something.
 
In my 3 years of posting on the hype, Kane's gif describing Angry Monkey is the first post to legitimately warrant the :rofl: smiley from me.
 
I just did one of the hardest things I'll ever have to.

As my mom and I got my grandma ready for her medicine, I held her hand. She’s been very touchy lately. She’s always grasping onto anything she can until her knuckles turn blue or until she falls back to sleep.

She held my hand and didn’t let go of it for 15 minutes straight as I stood by her bedside.

I feel as if she was holding onto me because I was an anchor to life, and if she let go of my hand , she’d be letting go of life and die.

I told her over and over that it was okay to go, that it was okay for her to be with her mom, her husband, and her sister. She hasn’t been able to speak since Thursday and she didn’t speak then, she just barely opened her eyes and looked at me with her now glossy eyes and shut them back down. Squeezing my hand even harder.

None of this has really effected me, my grandma’s inevitable passing and all the way it should have. I haven’t been emotional, and quite frankly I’ve felt like I’ve looked at the situation indifferently, and I hate myself for it. My mom says I’m doing the best I can and we did the best we could in taking care of her over the past two years, but now all we can do is make her comfortable and be by her side when she passes.

Whenever that time comes.

i'm sorry you are going through this corey :(
 
My grandmother died a slow, lingering death that started when she had a stroke in 2004 and couldn't knit anymore (her favorite past-time) and developed an excruciating pain in her side that doctors couldn't seem to find a reason or cure for and left her laying on her side crying for hours on end.

Then a couple years later she had another stroke and could barely speak intelligibly anymore.

She slowly deteriorated, becoming first stuck in a wheelchair, then in bed, losing weight and becoming emaciated, and by mid-late 2008 the sight of her forcefully reminded me of Terri Schiavo, laying in bed with her mouth wide open and never speaking or moving. She had to be fed through a tube down her throat and couldn't urinate or have bowel movements on her own anymore and had to have a cathitor put in and get enemas from a hospice nurse who came to her house.

She died a few days after Christmas 2008. Though I'm not sure how much of her was in there for the last few months before that.

We'd been in the room watching her for hours that night until it was almost midnight and we went home and went to bed. I don't think she was really there. It was just like the videos of Terri Schiavo. She just laid there blank-eyed with her mouth open. Then not two hours after we went to bed, we got the phone call. One of the aunts who lived with her had gotten up to check on her, and she was gone.

We'd spent years getting so used to expecting That Call every time the phone rang, that for years afterwards, the phone ringing just made me tense up.
 
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That wasn't really a confession, so I'll just say that, like Aesop, I felt like I was indifferent to the situation and wasn't as emotional about it as I should have been, but immediately after coming in the room and seeing her dead, I suddenly had to go into the restroom and cried hysterically for about 30 seconds, and in a way I felt relieved, because it felt like I did something I was "supposed" to do.
 
Just heard my neighbors having sex... Not as erotic as movies would have you believe.
 
sex usually isnt... haha. Porn's lie..... !!!!!!!!!!!! haha, it's rarely that perfect!


... but still alot of fun!

Well, it sure did sound like they were auditioning for a porn, but for some reason, hearing them didn't feel as awesome as it should have. My first thought was "holy ****in they're totally banging!" Then I thought, " **** they're loud."**** and that's when I heard the girl ask for a towel so I knew they were done.:o
 
I thought that s**t went off the air 6 months ago. :o
 
In my 3 years of posting on the hype, Kane's gif describing Angry Monkey is the first post to legitimately warrant the :rofl: smiley from me.
I am fully aware the GIF was meant to be an insult. But it does take talent to do that!

I swear, it seems only way to find work these days is to sell your soul. That's what I honestly believe. >_<
I agree with this. :up:





I find drag queens sexy.
I often envy how beautiful they are.
 
I often comment when a woman wears too much makeup she looks like a drag queen. :up:
 
I like ABBA... and yes! I am straight! hehe ( it was just feel good music! hehe)
 
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