Hey Pandas, This Is A Safe Space For Secrets You Want To Get Off Your Chest

one of my friends misgenders me on purpose daily and I dont know if I want to still be friends

My mom is mentally ill but doesn’t recognize it. She hurts me constantly with the way she talks… always angry, justified and rants continually about government theories and judging people. I can barely talk about anything to her because any discussion, ever as basic as the weather, triggers one of her rants. When she does this, she can go on for hours, repeating the same things she has said for years and her manner of speech is so angry hateful and aggressive. It’s escalating into racism and severe judgment of all. The times I have GENTLY and LOVINGLY confronted her, she won’t let me speak and talks over me angrily justified. It triggers more ranting. I want her to know how much she hurts me and my family so she can get help, but I am afraid she will kill herself because she is also depressed. I love her unconditionally.

I had sex with guys that are 20 years older than I am. I was 13 at the time.
Do I regret it? Yes, for having friends that lent me their family members to me.
Biggest mistake ever (happened in a small town)

People think I'm a know-it-all and a teachers pet because I blurt out answers in class. But I literally cannot control it. I have tried everything and get blamed every time it happens.

Today is the day that I have realized that the "treat others how you wanna be treated" thing never has worked for me. That was what I lived on, I always have been waiting for the day that people would treat me nicely, help me like I've tried to help them- but everytime I try to tell people whats going on they leave me on read and it sucks. I just want people to acknowledge that Im sad and help me with it but no one is doing s**t. I wanna give up but theres one little thing keeping me going, whether its my pets or family/friends I dont know. Anyway to everyone reading this, hope your day wasnt as sucky as mine :]

I was home educated. I spent my teen years as a child and am now struggling with the jump into adulthood. I am ignorant and never learned the social interactions or life skills you'd find in secondary school. I loved my extended childhood at the time but I'm now horribly out of sync with my age group.

I've seen home education done well, but maybe don't when you live in the middle of nowhere and can't affored the transport to give your kid a social life.

So... I'm 27 and I've never dated anyone in my life. But that's not the secrete. The secret is men scare me.

I have a friend who is suicidal and every day I'm terrified they're going to kill themself.

I think I’m gender fluid but I don’t wanna be. There is absolutely nothing wrong with being genderfluid, I just hate how confusing it is. I’m afraid that I will confuse others and myself. But I don’t want to be stuck with a name and pronouns that sometimes don’t suit me.

i ate bacon as a vegan

Yeah, I guess.
Okay this is a bit weird:
I can’t sleep without a stuffed, pink, bunny security blanket.
I am now in my teen years and I still can’t sleep without it.
I like squeezing it’s ears at night, it just feels so calming!
It has been sewed up, patched up, and had much work done to it to keep it in good condition.
It went from fluffy and bright pink, to a more rough, brownish-pink (because of how many times it has been washed).

I’m decently self conscious, even though it doesn’t really show. Getting a binder has helped a lot though, so has the mask wearing for Covid. No one can see my face or my expressions. I don’t have to smile. I like it.
I don’t play with my bird as much as I should. I feel bad for that.
I haven’t really told anyone I’m omnisexual. I mean, I act pretty gay lol so I think some people suspect.
The reason I want to be famous is so I won’t be forgotten as easily when I die. I don’t want to be forgotten.
I’m jealous of my only child friend sometimes.
Also I was the one who made the power go off because I stuck the tweezers in the outlet.

There is NO safe place for "secrets." A secret remains a secret if only two people "know" and one of them is dead.

I have depression and have been lying to everyone when I say I'm fine; I'm not. I tried taking my own life three days ago by drinking 20 energy drinks in one go

I had a very bad case of Covid in March, my relationship of 10 years fell apart in July and I recently moved to another bigger city for a better job. Not one of my friends has called to check on me for either of those big, traumatic life changes. I'm 31 yo and I have no friends, no partner, I don't leave the house except for work and I can't stop thinking about suicide.

It was me who made the goldfish smoothie

I vehemently dislike my bitch of a head teacher. She is a backstabbing micromanaging mediocrity.

I keep opening up emotionally to someone I know will only hurt me. I want to stop but I can't.

Im nonbi and pan. Thats it thats the secret

I once peed in out recycling bin, believe it or not.