I'll give you my opinion the moment you share and confess to me
"A professional therapist no... I just told you it isn't my field lol."
Well yeah, you told me, but you also initially began this with saying you'd not bother because it isn't your field. Why be afraid of being unprofessional, especially if you admit it in advance before saying your two cents? It still gives them room to wonder how you came to that conclusion.
"I hate giving my opinion when it isn't backed up with facts. I can technically be a "therapist" or play therapist it's why I say I can do it for you if you'd like :D"
Just precede it with admitting that you aren't a professional or whatever.
"We all have demons in our closet aching to be realized. Tell me"
This is just hilariously bad timing, honestly. A week or so ago I'd have had much more to say, but I've since managed to go back to being myself from realizing them myself. If anything I may be more "me" than before it from giving myself that time and serenity where I only had myself to face.
I'll get back to you if anything gets weird.
faults, sin and crimes are still faults, sins, and crimes wether or not you fell badly about it though the idea of confession is designed to help someone deal with guilt but even if your proud of the wrong youve done, you still know its wrong as decided by the nations laws or social norms, and therefore can confess, if not to a priest out of guilt, then to the police to lessen your sentence lol
sorry about the terrible run on sentence
That's what makes it a confession, otherwise you're just talking about what you've done.
Google defines confessing as "Admit or state that one has committed a crime or is at fault in some way".
I don't feel I've done any real crimes or faults.
There's also:
"admit or acknowledge something reluctantly, typically because one feels slightly ashamed or embarrassed."
Can't really think of anything I'm holding back out of shame or embarrassment.
"declare one's sins formally to a priest."
I don't see what I've done as "sinful", more so "human" at worst.
Forgive me mother for I have sinned. I have never confessed.
When I was 4 I remember being at a birthday party and pushing the kids face into the cake as he was about to blow out the candles, I ruined most of the cake for everyone.
I once told a fat black kid that sat behind me to cut a piece of my hair off, I told him I didn't like the way it felt and wanted my hair shorter. He cut it and as soon as he did I yelled to the teacher in anger and she escorted him to the principle. While they were out of the room I switched his and my desks because his desk was more comfortable.
I broke a vase and blamed it on a family member. My aunt came in and told us we'd both get in trouble and suffer the same consequences if no one came forward and admitted who did it. I didn't come forward and let us both sit in silence in the corner. Which was fine by me because I had a headache anyway.
My father once angered me and then asked for a drink from the kitchen a short while later. When making his drink I tried to poison him by mixing a bunch of chemicals from under the sink in with his drink. I ended up not giving it to him because I knew he would notice that sweet tea isn't supposed to be a blueish brown color.
I was sick one day and felt like I had to throw up, but I had just gotten new shoes the day before. So, standing in a single file line being escorted to class I whip around, grab a classmates shirt, pull it towards me and hurl into it.
Playing cops and robbers with a cousin I was the cop and I caught them. There was a stand alone locker in the garage and told them this was jail. I put them inside and put a padlock through it and locked it. I slid the key inside with them because I thought it'd be funny. Unfortunately there was no spare and their father took 3 hours to get home and let them out. I've never seen someone collapse, pant, and sweat like that all at the same time.
A neighbor boy and I wanted to see how deep of a hole we could dig. We got pretty deep (at least it seemed deep at the time) and then we got tired. I told him to get in the hole and bury him to scare his mom when she came outside. He got in, I buried him up to his neck, then ran home and played video games him screaming in the distance behind me. I got a call half an hour later from a very angry mother.
The neighborhood kids had this click they were all in. Always hanging out with each other, and for christmas they call got new bikes. They came to my house to show them off and then rode off to the park not far from my hose. I knew they'd be back so I got a box of thumbtack and set them point up in all the cracks in my driveway. When they came back they rode up to show off their bikes some more, and they all left with at least one flat tire.
Taking a brown paper bag, I scooped up a heavy load of dog shit and planted it on an elderly neighbors doorstep. I lit the bag with a match and rang the doorbell furiously and hid in the bushes across the street. When the old broad came out she tried to stomp it out but in the process slipped and broke her hip. I ran home, no one saw me, and I watched the ambulance take her away...and clean up the smeared shit off the doorstep for her. True good samaritans right there.
The same neighborhood boy I buried was racing me on his bike while I ran beside him with a stick in hand. He was starting to pull away so I shoved the stick in his back tires spokes. The way he wobbled before toppling over and seriously scraping the hell out of his arm and knee looked weird.
I was chewing gum in class and the girl sitting in front of me always had her long hair dangling onto where I needed to write. SO I took the gum and clumped her hair together gently and stuck it on the back of her chair out of my way. When call was done she got up and needed to get the lower half of her hair cut off. She got a hair cut soon after that day, and I no longer had a problem with it in my way during writing.
I stole a push pop from a blockbuster.
I rented a game from block buster that I already had, but the game was broken so I just replaced the disks.
I spied on my neighbors older sister more than once because she would always change when she got home from school, but she never closed the curtains overlooking her backyard. My friend always wondered why I wanted to jump on his trampoline back there at the same time everyday.
I spray painted the back of a fence and when I was done I signed it with a neighborhood kids name.
I didn't want to be shopping with my mother when I was younger so when she wasn't looking I pulled the fire alarm.
I was at a cousins graduation ceremony and there was a pay phone in the parking lot on the way out. I called 911 and said a man was trying to get me and hung up. On the drive home I saw many police cars going vroom vroom very fast with lots of lights.
I took a yellow highlighter and colored the hell out of the desk sit of the boy in front of me because he always wore white pants and it annoyed me.
Skipping forward because this is getting grueling...
I lit some fireworks in the middle of a cold dry night. It was in front of a girls house I went to school with because she said something I didn't like the day before and she lived close enough to walk to. I lit all of them and ran but apparently her yard ended up catching fire and I almost burned down her house.
I put xanax in a coworkers soft drink and they slugged back the whole thing. They were fired the next day because she was a server and dropped many trays, slurred all of her words to customers, and seemed intoxicated.
I ran a stop sign.
I flipped off a cop.
I stole money from the collection tray in church.
Someone I knew had a pet bird in a cage on their back patio, I thought it was cruel so I left the cage unhinged and the door to outside cracked. I didn't know the bird had one of its wings clipped so I found out a few days later it fell off the patio and broke its neck.
I stole a plant outside of a walmart because I knew the cameras didn't work and it was a badd ass looking plant.
I once told a retarded person that worked at walmart that they gave me the wrong change and they ended up giving me 16 more dollars.
I super glued a handicapped persons wheel chair to the floor while they were sleeping.
A couple I knew broke up after a 2 1/2 year long relationship because I started a rumor. It wasn't my intension to break them up it just happened that way.
I farted in an elevator and blamed it on a deaf child.
Okay i'm too tired to write anymore, so I guess that's a sin I didn't confess everything.
Lay it on me mother, what's the damage