DEAR GOD

Posted by SO SORRY in Regret on Mar 26th, 2008 | 21 comments

Please forgive me, I have had an abortion. I am so sorry.

Prank Phone Calls

Posted by Damaged in Regret on Mar 18th, 2008 | 6 comments

I was sexually abused by several family members over a period of ten years. No one knew. It damaged me as a child.

One summer I prank called the home of a classmate whose life seemed perfect. I called a few hundred times that summer. I guess I was jealous and did not know what the H*LL I was doing. I really caused them a problem.

It’s been 40 years ago and I am still very sorry that I did that.

All An Act

Posted by Anonymous in Regret on Mar 2nd, 2008 | 1 comment

I puked on a ride at the carnival in front of a bunch of people from my school. I was so embarrassed by it, that I pretended to pass out. I didn’t “wake up” until I was in the car with my mom when she came to bring me to the hospital, which wasn’t until about 15-20 minutes later.

I was fine. Nothing was medically wrong with me, I just had motion-sickness, but I ended up scaring all my friends and my mom. One of my friends told me she thought I was dead.

People talked about it for weeks after and treated me like I had some terminal illness. People who never talked to me before were acting like they were my friends and that they cared about me, and I hated it. My friends still bring it up every now and then and talk about how scared they were for me. I just pretend I don’t remember any of it.

Next time I throw up in front of people, I’d rather laugh about it than make everyone think I passed out.

i want to forget about you, and i want you to forget about me.

Posted by girl with the pearl earring in Regret on Feb 20th, 2008 | 1 comment

Its been rough, seeing you in the hallways, knowing that you know so much personal stuff about me but you don’t care.
I made a mistake this past year. I take full responsibility for my mistakes, you on the other hand just seem to want to act as if nothing happened.
Life doesn’t work that way. You can’t just befriend a girl who’s fallen head-over-heels for you, get all this personal information about her from her and then act like we were never even friends. If I could tell you how much I’ve wanted to just screw everything for the both of us up by telling you how much I liked you at one point, I would. But I’m already beginning to get over you and this stupid mess I got myself into. I’m not about to go back.

If you ever hear the song “Wasted” by Brandi Carlile, this situation will make more sense then.

I wish things could have worked out for us. But sometimes thats just the way the world turns.

Not worthy of love

Posted by M.C. in Regret on Feb 16th, 2008 | 5 comments

I was with my husband for 6 years. Through the course of our relationship, he grew to be a college graduate and a successful businessman, earning 0K a year, traveling 2-3 weeks out of the month, and, in my mind, constantly reminding me I was never good enough. I loved his spark, his humor, his ambition, the nice dinners and vacations we would have, the big 4-bedroom house and our little family of neurotic pets. But the big house got lonely. And I got tired of never being good enough. I needed emotional support, which I searched for and finally found in a good male friend of mine. When I left my husband 3 months ago, I slept with my friend. I wavered back and forth as my husband tried to win me back and I wanted to go home, but I felt drawn to the comfort of my friend, afraid to let my husband back in. Then I made a cross-country move with my friend. We’re living in a hotel, looking for a 2-bedroom place, unwilling to admit we are in a relationship even to each other. I am miserable. Running away has only made things worse. I am somehow still reluctant to divorce my husband. I see pictures of him and his new girlfriend and I want to choke her. But I can’t imagine going back to that emotional place. I want to tell my friend I love him, because I think he needs to hear it…. but I don’t love him that way. Not because he doesn’t deserve it… but because I am still in love with my husband, and I don’t feel like I am worthy of love… from anyone.

What kind of fool am I

Posted by Funnyguy in Regret on Feb 15th, 2008 | 4 comments

I was married, unhappily, and fell in, what I assume was love, with a coworker. In the natural course of events, we made love. . .a LOT. We both loved it and fell in love not just sexually, but in every sort of way you can. . .or so I thought. I found out she was sleeping with someone else, and now I have tested positive for an STD. I regret the poor decisions I made, and will live with this virus for the rest of my life. . .

Could it have been different?

Posted by Anon in Regret on Jan 25th, 2008 | 5 comments

After I married, I promised my wife that whatever she wished, I would do my level best to fulfill it.

She said nothing.

After she graduated college, I told her how proud I was of her, and restated that whatever she wished, I would do my best to fulfill.

She said it was time for me to take my time and finish my degree.

I poured my heart into my studies and graduated with honours, and within weeks of graduation had done the impossible – I secured a job in the very competitive world of television to go in tandem with my blossoming radio career.

When the opportunity to work full time in television arose, I left my job in radio because I thought the opportunities for quicker and further advancement lay in the television arena.

I was right. My career hit a fast track, and within months, I was being offered my very own show to produce – but at a very insignificant salary with a questionable schedule. I was told that the salary would follow within months when I would be offered the opportunity to transfer across the country.

She was tired of spending every night alone, and hated the thought that that unsure schedule may increase those lonely nights, and didn’t want to leave both our families for a chance at monetary success in another – much larger – market.

Honestly? I didn’t want that to happen either, but I did the cowardly thing – I told her I would obey her wishes.

She didn’t want to leave.

I turned down the job.

Within weeks, I was unemployed, with no prospects.

We then had our first child – while I was still unemployed. I had been blacklisted in our community and no one wanted me on their staff. We didn’t want to leave town.

So we stayed.

After months of taking temporary jobs with no real opportunity for real employment, I took a dull windowless desk job two days after our first child’s first birthday.

Job security was good.

Two months later, she told me that she had lost respect for me since it took so long to get another real job. She even told me that she didn’t love me anymmore.

The relationship was cold, and I jumped at any opportunity for quality time with her – which happened very rarely.

After one of those rare times, we concieved our second child, and continued with our cold, unfeeling relationship.

After three years, the flame began to rekindle, and our relationship has now grown very strong.

Now, though, the job that I took that I originally felt security from has become an encumbrance to my happiness, and I absolutely abhor what I am doing now.

I stay here, because it provides monetary security as I put her through school for her graduate degree.

When she gets the degree, she will be financially secure, in and of herself.

I fear that she will no longer need me.

I fear that I made wrong decisions.

I wonder where we would be if I had said yes to an uncertain position and an inevitable move across country.

I wonder if our relationship would’ve survived.

I wonder if I would’ve regretted taking my parents’ grandchildren away from them.

I wonder if I would have regretted not spending more time with my best friend before he died three years ago.

I wonder if I would be a top teir television executive by now.

I wonder…

I wonder….

I wonder….

Im Sorry Leslie

Posted by You know who. in Alone, Regret on Jan 21st, 2008 | 3 comments

When we first made Love, I was married but unhappy. I moved out and planned to leave, but I thought I needed to give my marriage one more chance to work, or I would always have questions. By the time you allowed me back into your life, I found out that my wife was pregnant, but lied to you about when she was due, I lied to you about so many things, but we began to make love again, and you told me that your ideal would be to be married to me and raising OUR children. I hate that you were with Mike, and I felt like I needed to do or say anything to make you fall in love with me again and leave his abusive ass behind. He treats you badly and you accept it because at other times he treats you like I want to. I have left you alone, as you asked, because I hurt you so badly. I will go on in a loveless relationship because it is best for my kids, but I cannot get you out of my mind. I treated you wrong, I lied GOD did I lie! But I wanted you to know that I regret hurting you. I could have made you happy, I thought I could explain away the lies, but I couldnt. You are with Mike this weekend meeting his parents, and I know he will ask you to marry him. . . dont do it. You will find someone to love you like I did (DO!) , but treat you better than he OR I did. You are a wonderful person, but Mike will only make you feel miserable about yourself. You will regret it. I hate what I did to you, and I miss being with you and talking. I miss being close, I miss making love with you. I wish you only happiness but I wish you realized Mike is WRONG WRONG WRONG for you.

i m sorry

Posted by sanjay in Regret on Jan 6th, 2008 | 0 comments

I’m sorry for all the thing I’ve said,
And for the times I’ve done somthing to hurt you.

My feelings were all I cared about.
Our friendship now totally changed.
Really, I wish I could take it all back.

..Roads now forked in opposite directions.
Your trust I have lost.

I am Sorry for All i Did!=)

on frnshp day i propsed on of best frnd frm that day she in not talking to me i just want to knw that ?? wrng in ths is it wrng to tell u felling to some one if i m wrong if i hurt uuuuu but pls talkkkkkkk……

now evry day is like to live in hell pls i m begging uuuuu n saying sorry ?? i did

i am a bad son

Posted by raj in Regret on Dec 26th, 2007 | 5 comments

sorry DAd
you gave me so many chance to be something in life,u permitted me to do whatever i wished to do but i was not upto to ur mark,instead i always lied to u and still u trust me in me.. i”m worth of ur trust ?
i am sorry dad
sorry for every thing

he made me love it

Posted by matt in Regret on Dec 12th, 2007 | 3 comments

When I was a 16 year old boy one of my 22 year old male cousins had sex with me and when he got done I was in love with him. For the next year I’d ask him for more and got it, but now that I’m older than he was then I regret those times.

it never goes away, I wish I could forget

Posted by Anonymous in Regret on Oct 24th, 2007 | 15 comments

I’m 21 now and even though I don’t live where this happened, it’s with me always and I think if I share it I will take a load off? I don’t know, but not being able to talk about something because of being judged or losing friends is a terrible feeling.
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