A thread where we confess bad things we've done so Jon won't feel so all alone

I may have been another thief in our nation's capital, but at least I didn't shoot JFK like Ned did.

OR BEAT UP CRIPPLES.

When my ex made a big issue over how I was failing to sew patches on his ripped jeans, I burned them all in the barbeque pit until nothing was left but rivets and zippers.

No, wait, that was a GOOD thing I did. Empowering and all.

I also smashed all the windows of his pickup truck, and—weirdly—buried the broken glass in the woods.

And I tore a bunch of his money to tiny shreds.

When my mom and her girlfriend went on a vacation to Mexico and left my brother (a senior in high school) and me (a sophomore)alone, we invited people over. Before they arrived, I took down all the pictures of my mom with her gf so no one would know they were lesbians (I would tell ppl that was my aunt). When my parents returned, I hadn't returned things right and I heard them having an injured conversation between them about why my brother would have moved the photos of them and is he ashamed of them. I never confessed and let them believe it was my brother who did it.

Well, he was older than you and should have stopped you. In failing to control your bad behavior, he takes responsibility.