tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36984650107085252842024-02-20T06:59:38.827-08:00My Secret MISTAKE!That BIG mistake. You know you did it -- but nobody else does, and you can't tell anyone. Until now. Get it off your chest by simply clicking on "COMMENTS" under any of the posted entries on this site, and anonymously spill all the nitty-gritty details of you biggest "secret" mistake! Then check back daily -- entries are usually posted within 24-48 hours.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger63125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3698465010708525284.post-24196630887037731052010-03-22T12:44:00.003-07:002010-03-22T12:44:48.430-07:00My secret mistake- giving you a second chance. I knew you were a horrible friend, but I chose to put everything I had into you once again. Shame on me, then. You messed with me once, and that was your fault. You messed with me again, and it was in my hands. I shouldn't have trusted you. And My biggest mistake is still wanting to befriend you, although I know how horrible you are.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3698465010708525284.post-76264902417868784042010-03-22T12:44:00.001-07:002010-03-22T12:44:12.469-07:00My secret mistake was talking to my ex boyfriend, sending pictures, and most of all going to see him three hours away from me without my husband knowing. I traveled three hours to see another man, alone, in the firehouse, in the bunk room. My secret mistake was too follow him upstairs, sitting next to him on the bed. And most of all, that very long hug that made me melt. My mistake was lieing to my husband all day, and every day since then. My secret mistake is that I married the wrong man. The only thing that allows me to live with myself is knowing that I never made the mistake of having sex with anyone but my husband.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3698465010708525284.post-80322999437624920982010-03-22T12:43:00.001-07:002010-03-22T12:43:12.432-07:00My secret mistake was leaving you. You gave me the option of taking a break rather than breaking up yet I chose to break up and it eats at me every day. My friends have said I should get back together with you but I can't bring myself to admit to other people I made the mistake of letting you go in the first place.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3698465010708525284.post-58895037645972786282010-02-12T21:32:00.001-08:002010-02-12T21:32:21.884-08:00My secret mistake was not correcting you when you decided that I was lying about the possibility of me being pregnant. I was late at the time that I told you. I did not lie and I should not have let you think i did.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3698465010708525284.post-58633135429835683632010-02-07T12:58:00.001-08:002010-02-07T12:58:12.554-08:00My secret mistake was believing that things had gotten better. That my mother had gotten better. That my brother had gotten better. And I had gotten better. But she still threatens to kill herself and he still hits me and I'm still broken.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3698465010708525284.post-57681778653392319842010-02-07T12:57:00.003-08:002010-02-07T12:57:34.613-08:00My biggest mistake is allowing a memory from the past to interfere with the present. <br />
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I was in love with a co-worker at a former job. I met him in 1998 when I started working there and fell pretty hard. He showed some signs of being interested, but we never dated - the best I could do is ask him to lunch and he shot me down. I left the job in 2005 to move away and get married. Fast forward to now... my marriage has gone way downhill in the past year and I think it's beyond saving. I'm much happier alone than spending more than 20 minutes with my husband. I still think of him - I thought about him off and on throughout engagement and marriage, even in the so-called happy times. Now what I want more than anything is to just get together with him once and get to know him, even though I haven't seen him in four years. I have let this "memory" of something that never was and never will be interfere with my life for too long and I cannot let it go.<br />
35/FUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3698465010708525284.post-33940965002861236052010-02-01T16:45:00.003-08:002010-02-01T16:45:47.367-08:00My secret mistake is not fighting for you like i knew i could.<br />
And now you just want to be friends. I know everyone is telling me to give it time but i cant. i fell for you so hard.<br />
truth is i dont want to move on and i dont want anyone else just you.<br />
Maybe we were only together for 2 months and dated for 2, i feel like ive never trusted someone so much.<br />
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You're taking over my emotions and my life.<br />
Ive been in this ugly disgusting mood for a week now,and i hate it.<br />
I know im stronger than this but i feel so weak.<br />
Truth is i love you<br />
And i cant believe i never told you that..Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3698465010708525284.post-16994728505142717542010-02-01T16:45:00.001-08:002010-02-01T16:45:13.248-08:00My mistake is letting you go.<br />
I loved you, and you loved me, but I thought you were going to hurt me. <br />
So instead of letting that happen, I broke up with you, to stop that pain from coming into my life. But that just brought more pain. <br />
So, now, here I am, almost one whole year later, crying in my room, with a knife to my wrist, because of myself. It's all my fault. I made a mistake, and I regret it. <br />
But I know you'll never take me back.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3698465010708525284.post-31108402334752208762010-01-25T19:27:00.001-08:002010-01-25T19:27:33.713-08:00My regretst was pushing you so far away that I could never reach you again. <br />
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I took way to long to open up an show my real personality at school. <br />
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Not learning a strig instrument. <br />
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Hooking up with you at the beach. <br />
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Not telling him my feelings. <br />
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And letting you slip through my fingers. I could of had you. And now your goneUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3698465010708525284.post-27440697812756945992010-01-25T19:26:00.003-08:002010-01-25T19:26:55.918-08:00My secret mistake was trusting you and your lies when in reality it was all money in your eyes .<br />
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I trusted you this much that now i fear to trust anyone else .even myself.<br />
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I cry every day and night just because i made a mistake making my heart harsh enough to stop me living another life.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3698465010708525284.post-74199425778749801532010-01-25T19:26:00.001-08:002010-01-25T19:26:28.693-08:00My secret mistake is not telling anyone I'm a lesbian, because I am afraid of what people will think, and I don't want to hurt my family. I don't want to be any weirder than I already am--but living a lie is making me miserable. I tell people I enjoy being alone, nope, sorry, not looking for a boyfriend right now.<br />
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I know one day I will get a boyfriend, just so I won't be alone. But I will hate every minute of it. Fear--it's my disease. And eventually it will kill me.<br />
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20/fUnknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3698465010708525284.post-62069154341825894632010-01-18T19:14:00.001-08:002010-01-18T19:14:35.326-08:00My secret mistake staying with you. I don't remember the last time you told me I was pretty, the last time you kissed me with love and passion. Well he did. I could be with him right now, instead I'm here alone waiting for you.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3698465010708525284.post-15710229058072436662010-01-10T17:14:00.001-08:002010-01-10T17:14:19.506-08:00I regret not kissing you when you wanted me to because i knew you loved her and also loved me. Now, i have no chance of ever getting you back, because now, she makes you happier than i ever could. I'm so sorry that i made that mistake.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3698465010708525284.post-67689146934685858632010-01-05T21:05:00.001-08:002010-01-05T21:05:04.390-08:00I regret not telling anyone how i felt about you until it was too late. I regret that i didn't do anything about it when i knew you like me too. For almost two years now i have tried to get over you but i cant and it doesn't help when i see you at least every month and always have to hear about you. We ignore each other now but i wish you would just talk to me. I miss you but i know things will never be the same.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3698465010708525284.post-70297174095020067632010-01-05T20:52:00.001-08:002010-01-05T20:52:24.287-08:00I regret not making myself move much sooner. I regret I'm slowly sinking underwater and I can't resurface. I regret that every night when I go into my room I pull out the knife I hid under my bed and I try to find the strength to just end it. I regret that there's only one person who I walays think about that prevents me from taking that leap.<br />
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I don't regret loving my neice, she is keeping me alive this very moment.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3698465010708525284.post-53008456406984864182009-12-27T18:54:00.003-08:002009-12-27T18:54:54.510-08:00My secret mistake? Not asking for a way to contact him. Will I ever see him again?Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3698465010708525284.post-68628562325314350122009-12-27T18:54:00.001-08:002009-12-27T18:54:34.091-08:00My biggest mistake was not kissing you that night.<br />
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I wanted too, and you wanted too, and now look where we are.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3698465010708525284.post-54308659771743955412009-11-28T14:20:00.001-08:002009-11-28T14:20:12.308-08:00my secret mistake is.. cheating on every boyfriend I've ever had. I regret it, but still can't stop myself from doing it. I can't help but wonder if this has anything to do with the fact that I was molested at age 14? Now I've met the most kind and loving man I've ever been with and everyday is a struggle for me to be monogamous. He loves me and I love him more than I've ever loved anyone else, ever.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3698465010708525284.post-60433899147694404692009-11-11T20:02:00.001-08:002009-11-11T20:02:23.553-08:00my biggest mistake is getting rid of the baby. i dont care if you would have left, i would have been a good mom. i could handle it.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3698465010708525284.post-22118250388382820002009-11-08T07:27:00.001-08:002009-11-08T07:27:12.179-08:00My secret mistake is letting you demean the person I know I could be. I tell everyone how wonderful you are but I keep it inside that I know I could be a much better person without you. My mistake was letting you be the one by my side for 6 years, having children with you and marrying you. I love you. You are good in so many ways. But my mistake is ignoring your faults.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3698465010708525284.post-80173174424522410142009-11-08T07:25:00.001-08:002009-11-08T07:25:00.826-08:00my secret mistake is letting myself become addicted to pain killers. I've had three instances where I have exaggerated the pain I was in so the doctor will give me something a little stronger than ibuprofen. I've taken one every night before I go to bed for several weeks. My husband doesn't know. He just thinks I'm tired. I am tired. I'm tired of relying on them just so I can sleep.<br />
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23/fUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3698465010708525284.post-87133618427411414672009-10-18T07:27:00.001-07:002009-10-18T07:27:22.461-07:00My biggest Mistake was letting you go. I was scared to let you in and hurt me, but really I hurt us both by pushing you away.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3698465010708525284.post-33053746046210853822009-09-29T17:31:00.001-07:002009-09-29T17:31:19.465-07:00My biggest mistake was imagining up a person i was very close to, and then having him die willingly.<br /><br />I only imagined him for about 3 months, but i imagined he'd always been there, helping me through growing up and hard times i had gone thru in earlier yrs, like a brother and guardian. then he died.<br /><br />He never existed. But i made him so real to me that whenevr i think about his passing away, it makes me cry myself to sleep. He's real to me...Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3698465010708525284.post-28619630657925488542009-09-16T21:24:00.004-07:002009-09-16T21:25:03.305-07:00My mistake? Going to the doctor and getting back on the meds after being clean (albeit in agony) almost a year. Sure, they give me relief? But as long as I have them you insist that I share them with you and once again I am out of meds two whole weeks early and tomorrow I'll be sick and in pain again until I can get a refill- at which point, you'll expect me to share with you again. <br /><br />I love you to death, my husband, but I can't keep doing this. I'm scared to death to be sick again, to try and go to work that way, clammy, in pain, diarrhea and cold-sweats, anxious and angry; but those two weeks of pain free existence were ALMOST worth it.<br /><br />Still, I can't keep doing it. <br /><br />I never should have gone back on the meds, I NEVER should have agreed to share them, now? <br /><br />Now I'm screwed again.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3698465010708525284.post-45151752528245769952009-09-16T21:24:00.003-07:002009-09-16T21:24:36.050-07:00My secret mistake is pretty gross. While cooking one night, I thought I had gravy on my finger and licked it off, but then I realized it was parrot poop, not gravy at all! While it had no taste, I started gagging just knowing what was in my mouth! Gross!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0