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Jubilee One of my friends told me he had attempted suicide the night before and was going to try again that night. I didn’t tell anyone and didn’t know who to tell. The next day when i got to school I was informed by my friends that he had succeeded.
I’m realizing people are now getting even more sadder and desperate I feel like the future is now gonna hold a dystopian world filled with pain I look at people and see them as always happy but each person has a story I now wish for a future of peace, that’s my dream
My biggest secret is that I liked going to school, because at least I wasn't abused there that much (Some bullying) and teachers were ok with me because I didn't cause trouble like my other classmates did.
My own mother made me feel worthless and emotional/physically abused me almost everyday while my dear father was at work, being there was like a escape from that world, now I left home and I am getting better by the help of medical orientation, almost 15 years of abuse, holy crap.
I do not have a constant emotion or feeling. Like I feel happy then sad then disgusted and so on. I dont know what I am feeling even though i feel happy or sad. I grew up hating myself because it is the reason why I am being bullied. I wan to be dead but I just can't
When you are a parent anything in a positive or a negative way can define your child and sometimes remember it forever. I still remember some of my worst moments. When I tired so hard but I gave so little.
About a year ago, my father cheated on my mother. She had no idea, so I had to tell her. Since then, my father went to alcohol and I only made it worse by yelling and screaming at him for his one mistake.
He died of liver failure.
I have a problem that is really haunting me now. So here it is:
When I was a kid, I used to have many friends. Those my friends were having the same characteristics with me: we all closed to society and only talk with each other. We only having fun together, discussing together, etc. It's a really good time.
But, as long as we grown up, we changed. Well I mean they changed, not me. They became more active, they are liked by society, they can get a new friend so easily. And I'm the only one who is still being closed to society.
And it's not only my friends, ALL people around me are really a social person. By this time I don't have any friends. I've tried many times to become a social person, but what I got is that I always anxious when talking with anyone. Stuttering is inevitable. And the real problem is that I'm scared of how my future will be. Will I have any friends? Or not at all? That mind always haunting me to this day. Right now I'm in the 9th graders so I will move to a new school. It's the last hope that I will have any friends. Wish me luck!
Being uneasy in social scenarios is not a problem you alone face. As a person who had to watch his friends leave and never come back, as well as be unwilling to make many more out of fear, I tell you that if you only do what you’re passionate about, you will find someone, and someone will find you. One of my best friends as of now didn’t know me and didn’t care about me until we started lifting together, because we both shared a passion for it. Just don’t try too hard to force a change in yourself, because you may have an identity crisis later down the line. As cliche as it is, just be yourself, and be willing to accept those that come into your life.
“He drowned in September.” This hit really hard. I can’t even imagine what the person felt and if they started saying “what if?”
What I do want to say is that if that person, or anyone for that matter, is reading this I would like to tell you it’s NOT your fault. I know it may seem like it is since you’re thinking “what if I had done this” or “I should I have done that.” Don’t. Don’t blame yourself. You could’ve have known it would happen and even if they did know, there’s no guarantee they would’ve still survived.
Basically what I’m saying is I know there are time we blame ourselves for something, thinking we could’ve prevented it. Truth is, we don’t know if we could’ve, it’s completely out of our control. All we can do is to slowly accept what’s happened, and move on. It’s not easy, nor will it ever be, but at least you know you’re trying for yourself and for them.
My darkest secret is, last year on the 6th of march i was coming home from school with my friend. And this girl chased me and my friend with a knife all the way up to my house, And she did that to us because.... She was getting sexually abused by her dad and nobody around my town would belive her. And now i feel so bad that i didnt help her even though i never knew about it until after the incident. Good news she is safe now but i still feel so bad that i didnt help her and i still think its my fault. And I still think i deserved to get chased with the knife that day.
My biggest secret was when I lied about be molested to my family. I was 7 or 8 at the time. There was this boy that lived in the same apartment complex as me. He bullied me physically and emotionally. Although he was only a year or two older than me he was taller and stronger than I was.
One day he grabbed me and pulled me behind one of the other buildings and started touching me. He told me to be quiet or else. This happened for a few months. The touching got progressively more sexual. He would put his hands inside of my pants and would grope me.
He flashed me.
I ended up running home and locking myself in my room. The only thing that I told my mom was that he showed me his penis. I was too scared to tell her about the past months of touching.
My parents and I moved to Texas due to family issues. I had gone to a different school before he molested me. Since we've moved back, I have gone to the same school as him for 5 years. I see him in the halls all the time. His brother is in several class with me. He tried to label me as a whore at the age of 11. I'm just glad I ran home that day instead of staying there.
Honestly, the pressure for good grades is intense. These days everything is based on grades. Also, I guess the reason we put so much pressure on ourselves is because of the people around us. They act as if getting bad grades is a sinful crime. Honestly, the education system is fucked up.
My darkest sercet?
I was pregnant at 16, I had a miscarriage and i was all alone, im 18 and I'm trying for a baby because Its hard to sleep at night with the reminder of the choices i had during my pregnancy
My secret is that everybody in my family had the same dream before they died. It’s always the one who died before them. My grandpa died almost 2 years ago and in his dream his mom said to him “ we are all waiting for you in heaven! Where are you?“ a month later he died. My dad told me my mom dreamed the same. My grandpa said it to her in her dream. I’m afraid
my deepest.. darkest secret.. was and is that when i was younger my cousin had molested me and my mother always told me family was important and i never told anyone and to this day act like nothing ever happened.
*Be the angel you always wanted to have*
I have a lot of secrets
I help people when they need it
But i have never been helped
I don’t even know how it feels like to get help I am always alone but I want to be with others and be happy but instead i help others to be happy
I can’t express how great these videos are. Makes me REALLY deeply realize that there is not one person on this damn planet that has zero hardships/issues in their life. We are all struggling with something. These videos make me feel closer to everyone. ❤️❤️❤️ you aren’t alone
Not to be insensitive but I genuinely wonder why people think rape is one of the worst things that could happen to you. I think it's gross and weird but could someone explain to me what makes it so bad please?
My darkest secret is that boyfriend raped me when I was 16 I never told anyone because it was my boyfriend so I felt it wasn’t considered as rape to this day my new boyfriend can play fight with me or lay on top of me because it gives me immense anxiety I wish I told someone
This video is great and has some powerful confessions. Of also be interested into hearing more legitimately "dark" secrets. Like its one thing to say you regret saying you wouldn't cry if your mother died. But to me its way more interesting to hear from the person who actually wouldn't care if their mother died. Just my opinion.
I am 14 years old and I have 4 siblings. Two younger brothers, one younger sister and one older brother. My parents are divorced, and I don’t see my father anymore. When I was around 10 or 11 years old, me and my siblings would often be at my mom’s house for 1 week, and then go to my father’s house the next 5 days or something. When we were at my father’s house, my youngest brother, which was about 5 or 6 years old, couldn’t controll when to go to the bathroom, and would often pee himself. My father got really sick of it always happening, and starting swearing a lot. And we were not the “type” of people to have parents swear all the time, so we were a bit afraid when he got mad and did swear. The swearing later turned to beating. He got so mad and upset by my little brother never “controlling” himself, that he started beating him/slapping him at his face. We would hear crying all the time, and all my siblings, including me, would get really scared of him. He never beat me or any of my other siblings except my youngest brother. He would also often tell us to go to bed without having dinner, when it was like 4-5 P.M. And later come to our bedroom apologizing. My sister once went to the school nurse and told everything that had happened. Me and my older brother actually got mad at her for telling the school nurse, because we were afraid that our father would find out and get mad at us too. The child welfare and the police got contacted, and there was this period of time where my father only could be with my younger siblings at a public place with another adult (from the child welfare) for about two hours. And he could be with me and my older brother at his house with another adult (again from the child welfare). Now we can’t be with him anymore. My father still sends me and my siblings good morning and good night messages, and messages like «how are you doing». I am the only one that answers to his texts, and it makes me really sad. I really do miss him and I often cry myself to sleep while thinking about him.
I’m sorry that this got really long, and I’m sorry if there’s any writing mistakes, english isn’t my first language.
I have a broken family, never had my own home, am not good at school, so every now and then i would stare blankly at a wall, i live in a fantasy world in my head were i have a home and a complete family... And sadly im enjoying it, i enjoyed living in a nonexistent world.
My biggest secret is that I am related to a Pedophile. And I’m drawing a girl he raped.. we are happy. But when I found out, all I wanted to do was send a bullet his way. But I can’t go near him. Because I am a girl
My IG is @poetrypotato_ , I write poems and short literary stories about all sorts of stuff(depression, heartbreak, self hate etc.)
I express my oppressed emotions and make it into art, please check me out if you have the time! ❤️
*My secret* : I'm ashamed of my body and my looks, I'm ashamed that I'm broken and yet I tell people to be happy, I'm ashamed that I'm too afraid to tell my family how I truly feel, I'm ashamed that I hate everything about myself but I get angry at my friend's for saying they hate themselves, I hate myself and I hate that I can't admit it to the people I'm closest to.
My darkest secret was... I always thought about the possibilities that I don't belong here. That there might be some other place, planets, or universe where I probably belong to. I know it sounds crazy but I also know some people can relate to this.
I am not depressed but I guess I kind of... not because I've got lots of burdens on my back. But because I don't... I'm not asking for it... but being cared by someone so dearly just because you've gone much through such difficulties... I almost wish I can have theirs (mostly worst ones)... I know that's bad. But yeah. That was my biggest secret. I told my friends about this a lot of times but... they didn't seem to care at all.
These videos actually make me cry but I love them. They’re helpful for me because it’s comforting to know that there are other people like myself who are also struggling and have been through so much. I really appreciate these videos and they help me not feel as alone in the world. Thank you.
My darkest secret:
I'm not happy even I look like that. I always smile but I'm not.. My grades at school are bad and my mom thinks that it's because of my mobile phone. lol.. Or I'm at home all days.. And my friends thinks that I'm always watching series and I don't want to go out with them.. But it's not like that... I just.. I don't feel good.. And It's so much things on me.. I'm telling others to love yourself or be happy.. I wanna help others but I don't care about myself.. And it's wrong.. I must work at myself.. I must be happy, right?
Child marriages are common:
On a recent day, eight community elders sat in a [refugee] camp, some chewing khat, the narcotic leaf favored by most Yemeni men. Seven have married off their girls this year.
Even Salim, the elder who worked at the charity, is preparing to marry off his two daughters, ages 13 and 14. "I want to feel secure of their futures, if only for economic reasons," he said.
Mohammad Ali al-Ansi married off his two girls, ages 13 and 14, in April. "My heart is bleeding inside, but I was forced to do this," he said. "I have no job. Its difficult for me to feed my 10 children." He received $1,600 in dowry for each of his girls, he said. But after paying for their weddings and meeting other debts, the money has nearly run out. "If things get worse, theres no doubt Ill marry off my 12-year-old daughter," Ansi said.
More on Ansis 14-year-old daughter Fatma, married to 21-year-old Zaid:
Fatma spent her day cooking and washing clothes for her in-laws. When asked the name of her husbands family, Fatma didnt know it. She remembers her father telling her and her sister, Amal, that the family needed money. She remembers that Amal was in tears because her new husband was taking her to another region. The two sisters have not seen each other since their weddings.
"I am too young to be married," Fatma said. "I want to study. I want to learn how to write. I have sacrificed for my family," she continued, her voice dropping to a whisper.
Minutes later, her husband arrived at the tent, and Fatma went silent. He said Fatma was "at a good age to marry." When asked if she could attend school, he shook his head no. "Shes a little too old for school," he said.
Female sexual freedom among the Tuareg : Flora Drury has written up the sex habits of the Saharas Muslim Tuareg people based on the work by Henrietta Butler. Some excerpts:
Their men became known as the blue men of the Sahara because the dye from their distinctive indigo scarves rub off onto their faces giving them a mysterious air. The Tuareg evoke images of a long forgotten and romantic age.