New: Important follow-up at the end of the post
Also, look at how cute Macy is!
1. My friend from work is dating a former coworker of ours whom I can’t stand. I think he’s obnoxious and stupid and full of himself when he has no reason to be. Even though she seems really happy with him, I keep hoping that they’ll break up, and I feel awful about it.
2. I love my life. Everyone around me is struggling in some area but I just feel like I won the lottery. I have a great marriage, healthy kids, awesome support system and I love my job. When my friends start complaining I feel like they almost resent me for not joining in, but I really don’t have anything to add. Which? Ends up making me feel guilty for the life I’ve been so blessed to receive. It’s a no win situation.
3. Im pretty sure I’m at least bisexual. I might be all out gay. I don’t know. I’m in a heterosexual relationship and haven’t the first clue how to even explore or consider any of these things. I just know I’m exhausted repressing them.
4. I’m engaged, but I spend most of my time vacillating between having huge doubts or being so sad thinking about leaving him.
5. Any time someone on facebook or twitter says ‘Getting rid of contacts, nothing personal- just need to downsize!’, I just want to yell “JUST DO IT and don’t tell anyone if you don’t want drama or hurt feelings!’. Don’t these people realize that as soon as they announce something like that, all it does is hurt the feelings of everyone who gets deleted? I made the cut (notice sarcasm here) but it just reeks of desperation when people do that! (Sorry for sounding bitchy, this has been on my mind for awhile)
6. I’m afraid of my dreams and ambitions. I routinely settle for less, do less and don’t try as hard because I feel like if I tried my hardest, I would be judged harshly for my choices. I’m aware of how ludicrous this sounds, but I really want to be one of those “famous” fashion bloggers like Cupcakes & Cashmere. I know I could do it, if i just put in the time and effort, but I’m afraid my family and friends who read my blog would think it’s a waste of time & they are so vocal about their opinions. I feel like an idiot (for no reason I can name) for wanting to do it, so I just don’t try. Consequently, I have almost no readers and its upsetting every time I post that no one reads or comments, even though I know it’s probably my own fault.
7. If you are a Republican, I assume you don’t know all the facts. I hate that I think this way, but as someone who is educated and fair minded, after doing as much research as possible on candidates for BOTH sides- I sincerely struggle to see how anyone would be able to be a Republican in today’s times. I don’t want to start a political war and I feel bad for being so direct but that’s why I’m contributing this as a secret rather than putting it out on my blog.
8. I’m tired of hearing about babies. All of them. Everywhere.
9. Everyone talks about how often guys want to have sex. I’m a husband (no kids yet but a great wife) and i’m happy with once a week. We have sex more frequently because my wife wants it that way, but I can’t help but feel less ‘manly’ for being satisfied with less.
10. I got engaged on Christmas Day but don’t want to tell anyone after reading so many snarky comments on twitter about how people are tired of hearing that people get engaged on Christmas Day. In truth, I wish he would have asked me on some random day but I’m happy that he asked and wished that I could enjoy it rather than worry what everyone else is thinking of the day he picked.
I often get follow up emails from those who submit secrets saying thank you for posting- not just because people like to get things off their chest, but because the sympathy, insight and advice people share in comments often helps them see things in a new way. So if you have something to share, remember- it’s always welcome!
Follow up: One individual who submitted a secret was so touched by the comments they asked if they could follow up with a thank you. Here are their words:
Michael, I’d never heard of “gay/bi-positve therapists,” and my subsequent Googling of the terms led me to more resources than I knew existed, including the Wikipedia page for “sexual maturation disorder.” It seems silly to think this now, but I felt like absolutely zero people would understand how this feels. Thank you so much for your response to this. For the first time in months, I feel a little bit of relief/hope that this is something I’ll be able to get through, because you and others have done so already. Thank you.
Renee, thank you, also, for the echoing of Michael’s words.
Meeks, thank you also for the hugs :)