Any messages you regretted sending?

[Lucien]

I usually find myself in the position of going through the embarrassing texts, not sending them. People just accept what I say as humor when it's particularly terrible. I learned the drawbacks of oversharing very early on, so it's not a common occurrence.

 

[Makko]

I usually find myself in the position of going through the embarrassing texts, not sending them.

Sounds fun.

 

[BandAddict]

Oh my fuck, YES. One in particular.

A couple years ago I used an app that paired you with random people around the world, and we'd chat. I was talking to someone from England, and started a voice message that I had no intention of sending. I was joking around with my sibling, doing a godawful impression of the "Meow, ffft! Meow, ffft ffft!" from the old Tom & Jerry cartoon. And, I fucking pressed send instead of delete.

I was literally bouncing around in embarrassment.

 

[Dr Iron Arc]

Anyway, any messages/e-mails you regretted sending? How did you screw it up?

With the girl from my work a few years ago I sent her a drunk text while I was in Las Vegas helping my friend out for an anime convention. I think she asked me where I was because she wanted to talk about something. She was no stranger to my drunk texts because I had sent them to her before and she was very understanding of them. I think this time though I decided the pain of just being her friend had to end so I decided to say something I knew would hurt her. She basically wanted to talk about how creepy guys on Facebook are to her even though she barely uses it. The message I sent to her was some reply where I asked for her Facebook to see if I could be one of those creepy guys. I'm amazed it worked so well because she hasn't spoken to me at all ever since. It's been almost 4 years...

 

[Symbiote]

With the girl from my work a few years ago I sent her a drunk text while I was in Las Vegas helping my friend out for an anime convention. I think she asked me where I was because she wanted to talk about something. She was no stranger to my drunk texts because I had sent them to her before and she was very understanding of them. I think this time though I decided the pain of just being her friend had to end so I decided to say something I knew would hurt her. She basically wanted to talk about how creepy guys on Facebook are to her even though she barely uses it. The message I sent to her was some reply where I asked for her Facebook to see if I could be one of those creepy guys. I'm amazed it worked so well because she hasn't spoken to me at all ever since. It's been almost 4 years...

I had done something similar, a girl I knew was rather annoying, so I started talking to her in Jigsaw's voice from the Saw movies. Sadly, she actually liked me even more and wanted me to phone sex her while using that voice. Much awkwardness.

 

[TriggerHappy]

oh no.
you've just reminded me of a shameful memory that I will anonymously share with you:
(and not my the-rapist who's just started 'respecting' my need for bad decisions vs choices - it's complicated)
so i broke up with this dude and things were 'cool' - moved on etc etc / ok not really.
i was really hooked on him & somewhat psycho-killer-ish that he'd moved on...

but as every girl / gay-boy will tell you: boys are like buses :: there's one every 20 minutes...

i didn't just text him... nooo...
i phoned a guy (using the excuse i needed his dealer's number) so that i could buy more..
i was mdma drug-fucked on the dance-floor at some club at 2am when this happened.
- first time i got lonely / horny at the same time. ouch.
it plays out that i scored then went to his apartment climbed through the patio door and into his bedroom
i very manipulatively hid my coat & trainers in the bushes and said i lost them.
can't send me home i'd freeze to death. (and i was half naked already...)
we ended up doing everything (sex n drugs n...)
- though it was really emotionally twisted (in bed) & the next morning and emotionally hardcore (not so brave in the cold light of comedown)
oh, and: i also called & i got told i used him :: told to delete his number & never 'stalk' him again. how rude.
i've yet to apologise / make amends i guess maybe the next life.
so I guess i can add this to my list of degrading shameful (step 1) things:
this is the toxic stuff that keeps me using / sick.
i'm ugly. ugly. ugly. and i will never (just for today) sleep with an ex again.
ever. the restraining order says i can't...
while i'm reading this i'm urging to delete it it's so messed up.

My Life as I have Lived with Dignity: A Memoir.

 

[WornOutLife]

but as every girl / gay-boy will tell you: boys are like buses :: there's one every 20 minutes...

Such a powerful quote haha an ex gay friend of mine used to tell me something like that!