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Ever since an anerism I get confused. I used to be smart; but now I realize I’m just a fool. During the pandemic I’ve tried to help people; but my ideas are mostly stupid.
It’s hard to accept the truth about myself. I’m a person no one ever actually wanted except one woman & my kids. She stopped wanting me. They just got stuck with me.
It’s funny. I’m sick. I think I’m possibly dying. I tried to cleanse myself. I found a site & tried to say my peace. I felt sorry for teens trying suicide. I tried to relate to these kids. Tried to get them to not kill themselves. Tried to find a way to reach them.
I don’t even know what Facebook is. I don’t have an account that I know of. I’m old. So in the middle of trying to use psychology to help kids. Reverse psychology. Whatever it took. It was supposed to be anonymous. I get some weird notice I’ve used offensive language. Yeah OK morons. I’m trying to reach teens who are using the same words as they say goodby before killing themselves. But hey. Some liberal reported me. Or some conservative. Who knows.
I saw my words coming back. I was reaching some kids. I saw the proof. But these clowns who want to look for a racist or whatever under every leaf just put me on probation. If I don’t contact them I get cut off. Well. Cut me off. If I end up needing Facebook I’ll try to get it back. I have cable TV. I don’t have to use my genius level IQ to try to save kids lives.
I have my own health problems. My own life problems. If you don’t want me using my knowledge to save kids then so be it.
God Bless
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