I confess I forgot I said I wanted to post on this thread less than an hour ago, lol.
I confess I'm way too nice sometimes, like a pushover...
I confess that I'm a terrible person. I'm super manipulative sometimes and I'm like, a huge hypocrite.
I confess that I kind of wish my family cared about what I did. Like had some sort of rules for me, to at least make it seem like they care at all. I'm sure if I did I'd hate them for it and wouldn't see it as caring, but it'd be sort of nice?
I confess I wish we all grew up with some rules here, instead of my mother being just whatever about everything.
I confess I can't spell. Or type.
I confess I mix up people if they have a first or last name starting with the same letter.
I confess I confuse things from TV shows/movies with things I heard from people...like, I'll be saying something then be like,"Oh, wait. I think that's from a movie."
I confess I feel like my awesome memory has been dying these last few years.
I confess that if I ever have a life of my own, I plan on leaving everyone I know and never looking back.
I confess I know it's stupid.
I confess I can't stand these people most of the time.
I confess that I wish I could like everything while still hating everything. I'm sure that doesn't make sense.
I confess I went from washing my hands for only 10 minutes in the beginning of October back to 30-60 minutes by the end of the month.
I confess for about two weeks I'd have to enter/exit rooms in a certain way or go in and out of the room til I did it the "right" way.
I confess I stopped doing that when I started having to tap things with both hands a certain amount of times.
I confess I never understood the tapping thing in OCD til I started doing it...
I confess I don't like admitting things even if I know I need it.
I confess I don't think anyone in my family understands my OCD.
I confess I don't want anyone to understand it.
I confess I barely say anything to the people I know about my problems, because I'd rather tell some random person.
I confess that there's at least four or five different ways that I act. At home, online, in public, around people I know and don't know and how I act when I'm by myself.
I confess I hate my doctor and think she's wrong.
I confess I don't get online dating. Like, what's the point?
I confess I hate when people ask me what I plan to do with my future.
I confess I hate when I'm into something and someone ruins it for me by making me work way too much on it. Killing hobbies.
I confess I used to hate when people liked the same bands/music as me.
I confess I still kind of do, but not in the same way.
I confess I'm not going to read this post before posting/make sure I'm not missing words/have a bunch of typos.
I confess I hate cheese. I'll only eat it on/with pizza.
I confess I asked for either a keyboard or a $30 CD/boxset thing for Christmas from my aunt because I was expecting it to get me the CD, because it's cheaper. My plan failed and I ended up with a keyboard.
I confess I got the CD from my mother for my birthday later and I love the keyboard.
I confess I sometimes wish I had asked for my own computer instead.
I confess this post has become pointless.
I confess changing schools seems to have murdered a part of me.