Wednesday, July 14, 2004
Somebody needs a hug
Recently I was introduced to the awesomeness that is GroupHug.us. It's a site people can use to anonymously confess their sins, or anything else they may feel guilty about. The confessions are then posted on the site for all to read. Judging by their traffic, for many people GH.us is a reasonable alternative to making the long trek to church.
The site claims to be a source of therapeutic release ("It actually feels good to know that someone will read it."), but I'm pretty sure the drive behind creating such a venue is to attract people to read the nonsense rather than relieve people of their demons. Just as the old saying about television news goes, "If it bleeds, it leads." Our culture is obsessed with disaster. And I'm not any different.
I scoured the site for about an hour, and will likely return the next time I get bored enough. But most of them are moderate, admitting to things we've all done or can relate to. Like lusting for pre-marital sex, or stealing gum at an early age.
Wading through the many entries can get monotonous, but every once in a while you come across a gem that makes it all worth it. I thought I'd share a few of my personal favorites (some are paraphrased, while most have corrected spelling)
"I asked my mom to commit suicide for my 19th birthday. 37 days later, she did just that."
"My mom has no idea I have had sex with three of her friends. If she ever found out she would kill me."
"Sometimes I like to lick the counters at fast food restaurants. I don't know why."
"Recently a guy offered to give me ice and suck me off and I let him. We got really high and had sex for five hours. Nothing unsafe but I feel bad because my wife doesn't know."
"I have an anger management problem, and no one knows. When I get mad, I hit concrete walls, hit myself, and things like that. There was this one time, i just ran myself into my bedroom wall just because I couldn't find a jacket. I need help."
And my favorite...
"I have a square testicle."
Looks like planet Earth is no longer virtuous to be inhabited. Is Jupiter still available?
The site claims to be a source of therapeutic release ("It actually feels good to know that someone will read it."), but I'm pretty sure the drive behind creating such a venue is to attract people to read the nonsense rather than relieve people of their demons. Just as the old saying about television news goes, "If it bleeds, it leads." Our culture is obsessed with disaster. And I'm not any different.
I scoured the site for about an hour, and will likely return the next time I get bored enough. But most of them are moderate, admitting to things we've all done or can relate to. Like lusting for pre-marital sex, or stealing gum at an early age.
Wading through the many entries can get monotonous, but every once in a while you come across a gem that makes it all worth it. I thought I'd share a few of my personal favorites (some are paraphrased, while most have corrected spelling)
"I asked my mom to commit suicide for my 19th birthday. 37 days later, she did just that."
"My mom has no idea I have had sex with three of her friends. If she ever found out she would kill me."
"Sometimes I like to lick the counters at fast food restaurants. I don't know why."
"Recently a guy offered to give me ice and suck me off and I let him. We got really high and had sex for five hours. Nothing unsafe but I feel bad because my wife doesn't know."
"I have an anger management problem, and no one knows. When I get mad, I hit concrete walls, hit myself, and things like that. There was this one time, i just ran myself into my bedroom wall just because I couldn't find a jacket. I need help."
And my favorite...
"I have a square testicle."
Looks like planet Earth is no longer virtuous to be inhabited. Is Jupiter still available?
BJ 1:44 PM