I share my secret with my friends, the people whom I trust. I have a “secret level” in my mind and each secret goes to different level depending on how much I’m willing to share. More intimate people get to know the secrets in deeper level. The deepest level is never to be revealed.

Sometimes I tell my secret to the wrong people. I regret, sure, but at least it doesn’t do much damage because all of the time the secret are in the first level.

A secret shared is not a secret. End of subject.

Yes, I have shared quite a few with my husband. I felt better after. He is a very understanding man.

Only my cat knows all and he ain’t talkin’.

Yes I have.

As part of working the 12 steps of Alcoholics Anonymous, I have “Admitted to God, to ourselves, and to another human being the exact nature of our wrongs.”

I worked through my deepest secret with my sponsor.

Not everyone has a deep, dark secret, I don’t.

I see no reason to disclose to anyone my long-time personal secret behavior that I’m not proud of. I’ve learned valuable lessons from it and am stronger for it. I keep it locked up and stored deep down within me. I rarely think about it because of it’s negative and self destructive nature. On my death bed I will not utter a word about this. Why waste my last breath on garbage? Instead I will ask to see the sunset one last time.

Shoved ‘em way down deep into my psyche where they are festering like a gangrenous canker.

I haven’t done anything too dark and awful. I know of others who have, but I’m not talking.

A secret shared is no longer a secret. I just shove em deep down inside of me until they go away.

I brought mine to the pawn shop and traded em for booze.

@Symbeline What’s the going rate? I might be interested.

Ten bucks says you can have my soul.

Yeah, but does that mean you’ll haunt me for all of eternity? Now that I think about it that might be fun.

Some of your pillows might go missing. But just for a while.

Are my pillows going to come back like Chucky?

They might come back on the back of your head…but, soft! :D

I take my deepest and darkest secrets to the Lord:

Micah 7:19
He will again have compassion on us, And will subdue our iniquities. You will cast all our sins Into the depths of the sea.
With Him, my secrets, of which includes many sins, are at the deepest parts of the ocean and He will not bring them up or throw them in my face time after time like people do.

Laughs, that I can handle. Chucky not so much.

Between the TIA’s and the Stroke, I have forgotten many of my dark secrets. But the brain, being like a giant cesspool allows snippets to bubble to the surface now and again.

I like to go on 4chan and tell uncouth teenaged sociopaths my greatest failures as a human being. The resulting mockery and contempt are like a kind of flagellating penitence which helps relieve some of the guilt.

Eh, I have a lot of deep, dark secrets. I guess they aren’t really secrets because I tell people online… because telling people online is so much easier than people in real life, because people online don’t know me in real life!

A couple secrets I have told one of my best friends but no one else. And there are some secrets I won’t tell anyone at all.

So, um, @Misspegasister28 what are some of those secrets that no one know of?

Don’t worry, it won’t go further than this page and it will make you feel so much better to get them off your chest.

@rojo oh, goodness! Well, I don’t know where to begin haha. Briefly, I envy other peoples sadness and the attention they get from it, and that I’m probably way too obsessed with fictional characters for it to be healthy and they literally take up 99% of my thoughts? I’ve got a lot of issues.

Do those issues involve vampires, velvet lined cuffs, chains and nipple clamps? (or am I revealing too much of my own secrets here?)

@rojo Hahaha those all sound fun xD no, my issues are thoughts of death and suicide really

Death by nipple clamp. Hmmmmmmmmmmmm?

Ouch.