April-June Secrets!

“I injured my foot 2 years ago which eventually caused a knee injury that hasn’t gone away. I’ve seen several doctors and tried physical therapy. Nothing seems to work. I’m falling more and more into a deep depression. Exercising helped me combat my depression and anxiety for years. It’s always been my shield. But now, I can’t to run or do anything aerobic without being pain. I just got laid off, physical ailments, and a dramatic experience with an ex. This year hasn’t produced anything positive thus far. I haven’t felt this low in a long time. My mind is going into dark places.”

“I’ve accomplished a lot in life, but I don’t think I’ll ever beat my scalp picking addiction.”

“I think most people who say they’re my friends just feel sorry for me because they think I’m weird.”


December Secrets!

“I make up excuses to get out of things all the time, and I feel terrible about it. I’m trying to stop, but I’m a perpetual liar and it’s been so difficult for me to break the habit. I don’t know how to help myself get past this.”


“We both know I’ve had more experience than you sexually. Me being the girlfriend, I know that probably bugs you. I wish I could tell you that when you and I are together intimately it’s the only time I’ve ever felt that loved, that appreciated. You just look at me like … I’m the only one you’d ever want to be with, and nobody had ever looked at me like that.”


“My friend is completely settling.  She’s afraid of being alone so she settled with someone she didn’t think would hurt her.  He is definitely below her league.  She could do so much better.  Deep down I don’t think she’s really happy.  I just don’t have the heart to tell her what everyone is thinking.”


“I gave a guy head for money before. I was a drug addict and single at the time. Now I’m clean and dating the man of my dreams and life is going so well. I’m just afraid you are going to realize I used to be a whore and leave me.”

July Secrets!

“All I can say is I was just trying to keep the peace. And all you wanted to do was blame me for everything instead of actually confronting the right people about how you felt. And now here we are… with you telling me we can no longer be friends because I was trying to include you. So now I am here… feeling hurt and confused.”


“Dear Mom,

I hate you. I know we are like “BFF’s 4-Eva” or whatever you want to call it, but I think you are the most immature and selfish middle-aged woman I have ever met. You weren’t supposed to be my friend, you were supposed to be my mother. Now that I’m in my 20s you want to try to have a say in what I do? You want to talk to me about how “you’re my mother and you worry”? You think I believe that you’re on the straight and narrow now? You’re a horrible liar, you always have been, but I’m not. That’s why I can smile and laugh when I see your face. That’s why I can tell you I love you. But I’ll lie till the day you die, make you feel like you have that daughter you always thought you had. But sorry mom, you killed that girl a long time ago.”


“I’ve tried to kill myself multiple times. It kills me that my family doesn’t know. It kills me that my sorority sisters don’t know. But probably more than anything, it kills me that of the couple of people that know, only one is someone who hasn’t broken my heart.”


“I know I harp on this subject every year, but 7 years ago today, I sliced my Achilles tendon on my right ankle- straight up in 2. Cast for 2 months, walking boot for 1, physical therapy for 3, and I still occasionally/rarely walk funny because of it (mini limp/gimp). It just makes me wonder what I could have done in life if it weren’t for that major setback. Truly thankful for the small things in life.”


“I really like the way things are going between us, you seem to be perfect and your so sweet. However, when you finally hear my story, my history….I doubt you’ll stick around.”