nephandi -> RE: Honesty (12/14/2005 3:29:04 PM)
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Somtimes there are things we are deeply ashamed of, somtimes this is somthing to be ashamed of, somtimes it is not. For exmaple, oh dear belive me i do feel embaresed writing this, i a grown woman on 23 still like to make stories using dolls, yes i somtimes play whit dolls, now i admitt it is quite uncommon, but it is not realy anything to be ashamed of, but for me, if somone got to see my boobs, or a strange man fondle me i dont feel humiliated, but writing what i just did, i do, becouse it is worked so hard into my psyce that it is not aceptable for a grown woman to like dolls, and everyone that red it must think i am a retard. And the same thing is true for many things, things we fear, things we feel are unaceptable, that we lie to ourself and to others and become quite adept liars after some time, and that is somtimes hard to change.
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