Truth is....

The truth is that we all carry secrets, this project and the blog post is an anonymous catharsis for those secrets.  Confession can set us free.  Secrets can be poison, can make us feel like a fraud, it can eat us alive, they can be a horrible burden.  We are so afraid that if people our secrets that would never love us or be our friends.  The fact is, and I hope to illustrate this with this blog, that we all have secrets.  Some will make you profoundly sad, take your breath away and some you may relate to in a personal way.

The source of the confessions is a display I have developed where people may read about the Truth Is project, read previous confessions and anonymously fill out a Truth Is tag and drop it in a box, adding to the display.  I may post where the display will be from time to time. 

I had to move it to another location due to vandalism.  

It was heart-breaking to read the first 6 secrets out of the box- all in different handwriting:

Truth Is....

...I wish I had the guts to kill myself.

...I wish I could go to sleep and never wake up.

...If I knew for sure that I wouldn't end up in Hell I would have killed myself a long time ago.

...No one would miss me if I died.

...I think about suicide all the time.  I am not afraid to die, I would welcome it.

...My life is disappointing.  I hate myself.

(That was hard to read those one after another.  I have been there and I wish I could tell those people that life does get better).

...I am so jealous of my friends, they have the American dream. Somehow I got nothing.  I hate them.

...I want to move to Italy and tell no one.  I will start over and leave this life behind.

...I like to spy on my neighbors.

...When I was a teenager I use to break into homes and steal stuff to sell for money to buy drugs.

...I have tremendously guilty because I did sexual things with my sister when I was 10.

...I steal stuff all the time, I don't even think about it.  If I see something left unattended, I take it.

...I have an eating disorder and I purge after every meal.  That is how I stay thin.

...I have recorded myself having sex with over 80 different girls.
 
...I am so ashamed of my body I don't want anybody to ever see me naked.

...I like black guys.  I would never date a white guy.

...I steal prescription drugs from everyone I can.

...I have sex just for fun, guys think they are using me, but I am using them too.

...My life is about hoarding.  I have a warehouse full of stuff I have collected over the years.

...I have never given any money to church, even though I have gone all my life.

...I won't go to the dentist because I am afraid.  My teeth are killing me but I just can't make myself go.

...I wrecked my mom's car, and I told her a lie to cover it up, but it was my fault.

...I won $10,000 in the lottery and I never told my wife.

Truth is Back from Winter Break

After a rest, the display has been set up at the Dayton Mall for a week.

Truth is....

...I steal stuff and sell it on e-bay for a living.

...I would rather masterbate than have sex with my wife.  I love porn.

...I have smoked pot since I was 9 years old.

...All my friends are gay.

...I use to skip school and go to a neighbor's house and have sex with him.  He would give me pot.  I never got caught.

...I get disability but I could work.

...After my mother died, I would give my dad handjobs.  We never have talked about it after I moved out.

...I have cheated on my wife 4 times.  I will never tell her.

...I can't stand the silence of being alone.

...I love sexting with women who aren't my wife.

...I travel for my company and I have a woman in most the cities I visit.  My husband doesn't know.

...I trade my food stamps for smokes.

...I don't have any friends or family.  I worry when I die what will happen to my body.

...I have been in rehab 4 times and I still have a problem with drugs.

...Worked for two years as a TV meteorologist.  My major was communications.  I hate science.

...I rip people off by charging them for repairs they didn't need.  The company encourages us to do it.

...I am 47 and I haven't saved a penny for retirement.  I am hoping I die before 65.

Truth Is...Week 2 (11/9/2014)

I didn't get too many new responses this week.  This is a continuing project looking at the truth we hide.  The project needs to be moved as I think we have become static in our present location at a local college.  I took it down and will relocate it this week.

Truth is...

...I didn't want to go to college but if I don't I have to move out

...I got a passing grade in a class I hated because I gave the teacher a blowjob.

...I steal stuff to buy drugs

...I never make any effort at school and I pass everything.

...I have sex for fun, I never want to have kids.

...I am addicted to porn

...I saw a rape committed, she never reported it and neither did I.

...I don't like my kids, they drive me nuts

...I am very good at pickpocketing

...I hate white people

Truth is.... Week 1 (11/2/2014)

Some results of the Truth Is Project:


The Truth Is...

...I like animals better than people.

...I hate my job and the people I work with and I hate myself for doing it.

...I still love my high school boyfriend, but I married someone else.

...The person my daughter thinks is her dad is not her dad.

...I steal stuff for kicks.  I could afford to buy it, but I don't.

...I owe $10K on a credit card my husband knows nothing about.

...My wife thinks she was my first sex, but there were two others before her.

...If my fiance makes me choose between her or my dog, I am choosing my dog.

...I tried to kill myself and I failed.

...I have been unemployed for a month and I am afraid to tell my wife.

...I really am uncomfortable around black people, they are too aggressive.

...I dropped out of college two weeks ago and I haven't told my parents yet.

...I hate my wife's cooking, and she is a rotten housekeeper.  She is great in the sack.

...I have no friends.

...My mom use to work until 6 PM and she trusted me to be alone by myself after school.  I use to bring guys home after school and give them blowjobs for money so I could buy pot.

...There is no food in my apartment and I don't have any money.

...I am 5 days from becoming homeless.

...When I was 19, I was the driver in a hit and run.  I am afraid that some day they will figure out it was me.

...I was molested by my brother when I was 6

...I haven't paid my taxes in 5 years.  My wife doesn't know.

...I like having sex with strangers.

...I don't like my kids.  I wish I had never had them.

...I owe $40,000 in gambling debt.

...I have an STD and since I found out, I haven't told any of my partners.

...I am waiting for the right guy to come along so I can leave my husband.

...I was a stripper through college to pay my own way.  No one knows.  I am always afraid I will run into someone who will recognise me.

...I had sex with my wife's sister the day before our wedding.

...I have a huge porn collection my wife knows nothing about.  If she knew she would divorce me.

...I steal money from my employer every week.

...I resent people who are rich.  They don't appreciate what they have.

...I poisoned our neighbor's dog because he kept pooping in our yard and the neighbor wouldn't do anything about it.

... My mom drives me so crazy that I have thought about ways to off her.

...I set fire to a house and watched the thing burn to the ground.  Nobody was inside.  I would do it again.

...All through school I got other people to do my work for me.  In college, I paid others to do it.  I feel like a fraud.

...I hate having sex with my wife because she has really gotten fat.

...I was glad when my parents got divorced.

...My husband doesn't know I am hooked on heroin.

The Truth Is...

The truth is that we all carry secrets, this project and the blog post is an anonymous catharsis for those secrets.  Confession can set us free.  Secrets can be poison, can make us feel like a fraud, it can eat us alive, they can be a horrible burden.  We are so afraid that if people our secrets that would never love us or be our friends.  The fact is, and I hope to illustrate this with this blog, that we all have secrets.  Some will make you profoundly sad, take your breath away and some you may relate to in a personal way.

The source of the confessions is a display I have developed where people may read about the Truth Is project, read previous confessions and anonymously fill out a Truth Is tag and drop it in a box, adding to the display.  I may post where the display will be from time to time.  You may also decide to send those to me electronically, confidentiality is at the heart of the project, that should go without saying (but I said it anyway).