CCG’s Cave of Confessions

I really hope this person reaches out.

As someone who recently went through some rough times, and a whole bunch of people here helped me in ways I don’t have the skills to articulate; the fading in the talks doesn’t mean they lost interest or don’t care. I know a lot my thoughts were so convoluted I couldn’t make sense of them and could easily have lost track of people I was talking to. Now the fog has lifted and I feel I am in the sun again, I would love to hear from any of the people I had been talking to regularly. Especially if they had feelings for me.

Sorry.. I probably blathered on too much again 🤷‍♀️
This is a great response @BrendaBear and no you absolutely did not blather on too much.

I sometimes get out of touch with PM’s and if someone hasn’t replied to something I sent them months ago I leave the conversation because I don’t like PM clutter and I figure the person isn’t interested in interacting anymore with me.
 
This is a great response @BrendaBear and no you absolutely did not blather on too much.

I sometimes get out of touch with PM’s and if someone hasn’t replied to something I sent them months ago I leave the conversation because I don’t like PM clutter and I figure the person isn’t interested in interacting anymore with me.
i do this too...i am very much a less is more minimalist type person...if the conversation goes longer than a week or so, i leave...people get busy...if i have something else to say i will just start another conversation, but i also am constantly thinking that i am bothering people, especially during long pauses like that...
 
i do this too...i am very much a less is more minimalist type person...if the conversation goes longer than a week or so, i leave...people get busy...if i have something else to say i will just start another conversation, but i also am constantly thinking that i am bothering people, especially during long pauses like that...
Same. I also just stopped forcing conversations. If I'm the one always initiating conversations, I recognize they likely want to do something different and I am just fine with it.
 
Same. I also just stopped forcing conversations. If I'm the one always initiating conversations, I recognize they likely want to do something different and I am just fine with it.
just devils advocate...there are a few women with whom i exchange perfectly innocent messages with on a weekly or biweekly basis...maybe they have other crushes, maybe im friend zoned, maybe they just arent ready for something or need to really get to know someone first...i go into every interaction with no expectations...even the innocent conversations can be extremely rewarding and satisfying...its something ive been very thankful for actually.
 
just devils advocate...there are a few women with whom i exchange perfectly innocent messages with on a weekly or biweekly basis...maybe they have other crushes, maybe im friend zoned, maybe they just arent ready for something or need to really get to know someone first...i go into every interaction with no expectations...even the innocent conversations can be extremely rewarding and satisfying...its something ive been very thankful for actually.
That's not devils advocate at all. :) When I say conversation I mean exactly that. I forget around here conversation tends to be with a narrow agenda in mind. You are absolutely correct.
 
“I helped a very popular woman through her 1st lit split and she said I was her bestie all the time and we even cyber wanked together - but then she went off with another lit man.
We fell out of touch gradually until we had a final talk and found closure.
I've had to put her on ignore now, because I get sad when I see her boobs and bum all the time.”
 
just devils advocate...there are a few women with whom i exchange perfectly innocent messages with on a weekly or biweekly basis...maybe they have other crushes, maybe im friend zoned, maybe they just arent ready for something or need to really get to know someone first...i go into every interaction with no expectations...even the innocent conversations can be extremely rewarding and satisfying...its something ive been very thankful for actually.
That's not devils advocate at all. :) When I say conversation I mean exactly that. I forget around here conversation tends to be with a narrow agenda in mind. You are absolutely correct.
Exactly! Casual conversation is the BEST! I like getting to know new people, and it takes me forever to warm up to someone. I don't always get to chat with regularity, but i always enjoy good conversation. Guys who come in hot, and have expectations of more, get weeded out pretty quickly. It takes me an eternity to warm up to someone, so light chatter is greatly appreciated
 
“I took part as a guest soloist at a local music theater one Christmas season. Upon my arrival, I noticed a delicious plate of chocolate chip cookies. I was famished so I was grateful for the thoughtfulness of the theater and ate a cookie. The solo went great and I joined the audience with my best friend as the rest of the comedy Christmas spectacular played on. When it got to a song with Grandma reads to the children, I stared in horror as she handed out chocolate chip cookies to each little face as she sang. "One cookie for Suzie and one for Johnny....one for Carol and one for - (awkward pause) Bobby..."

Poor 5 year old Bobby was bewildered and the look of pain washed over his face at being left out. My best friend was laughing so hard at me he couldn't breathe. I never told another soul what I did.”
 
“I took part as a guest soloist at a local music theater one Christmas season. Upon my arrival, I noticed a delicious plate of chocolate chip cookies. I was famished so I was grateful for the thoughtfulness of the theater and ate a cookie. The solo went great and I joined the audience with my best friend as the rest of the comedy Christmas spectacular played on. When it got to a song with Grandma reads to the children, I stared in horror as she handed out chocolate chip cookies to each little face as she sang. "One cookie for Suzie and one for Johnny....one for Carol and one for - (awkward pause) Bobby..."

Poor 5 year old Bobby was bewildered and the look of pain washed over his face at being left out. My best friend was laughing so hard at me he couldn't breathe. I never told another soul what I did.”
This is by far the best confession.
 
“I confess I have been determined to be Certified Cluckable by the panel of women judges who have handed out the certification. While I'm honored, it has not done anything to change my life. I still put my pants on one leg at a time. I still have insecurities. I still question the validity of the certification. I still have to pay my bills and deal with life's responsibilities.

I have learned that it has nothing to do with the size of my dick. It has everything to do with being kind and listening to men and women alike. Be you and have fun at the same time. Then it matters very little what you look like and instead matters what you act like.

How you act is the one thing you can control anyway!“
 
I have learned that it has nothing to do with the size of my dick.
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WTF does cluckable mean?
It has something to do with poetry, I think?
 
Chat GPT agrees
In fields where winds of rumor softly blow,
A cluckable tale begins to take its flight—
Of whispered secrets, fleeting as they go,
And figures shrouded in the veils of night.
The crowing of the hen, once clear and bright,
Now sounds a little off—strange, full of doubt.
The whispers grow, and with them, darker light,
For all that’s known begins to turn about.
What once seemed sure is now a shadow's grin,
For what is real, we start to question, thus,
The trust that held us starts to wear so thin,
And all that seemed so clear now feels so sus.
In cluckable lies, the truth may hide away,
Where doubt and fear in silence hold their sway.

This sonnet combines a sense of intrigue with the playful, modern feel of "cluckable" and "sus," creating an atmosphere of doubt and suspicion.
 
Chat GPT agrees
In fields where winds of rumor softly blow,
A cluckable tale begins to take its flight—
Of whispered secrets, fleeting as they go,
And figures shrouded in the veils of night.
The crowing of the hen, once clear and bright,
Now sounds a little off—strange, full of doubt.
The whispers grow, and with them, darker light,
For all that’s known begins to turn about.
What once seemed sure is now a shadow's grin,
For what is real, we start to question, thus,
The trust that held us starts to wear so thin,
And all that seemed so clear now feels so sus.
In cluckable lies, the truth may hide away,
Where doubt and fear in silence hold their sway.

This sonnet combines a sense of intrigue with the playful, modern feel of "cluckable" and "sus," creating an atmosphere of doubt and suspicion.
I just want to point out I did not feed it any sense of hens. It did that on its own.
 
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