Confess yourself don’t repress yourself … or so desires MB, owner of Simply Confess. I came into contact with MB, on Twitter as we both discovered that we

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Confess yourself don’t repress yourself … or so desires MB, owner of Simply Confess. I came into contact with MB, on Twitter as we both discovered that we exist in similar worlds: that of a web geek in the realm of advertising, in the Middle East no less. Believe me when I say that the aforementioned combination comes too few and far in between here. Nonetheless, our passions for our trade is what bonded us and soon after it was only a matter of time before I was introduced to MB’s budding project.

Let’s preface the state of things that prompted MB to develop such a site. First things first, confession sites are not unique within the web space. Regardless, MB trailed on and pounced on a predominant Middle Eastern human behavior, and harmonized it with technology. What is said Middle Eastern human behavior? Its the tendency, or normative behavior to keep certain information hidden from the rest of the world. Yes – Middle Easterners, with all societal taboos and modes of etiquette to preserve the status quo, without qualm or quandry will entertain thoughts and oftentimes go about “things” that ordinarily would be considered bad conduct and you guessed it – all the while keeping it on the downlow. Ah yes, all things “haram” must bear witness to, well, no one.

Enter MB.

Despite competition, MB cranked on with his idea of a confessions site. His research indicated that other “confession” websites were either very complicated, and/or included an arduous registration process, which in my opinion is a little besides the point of the whole confessions thing don’t you think? Shouldn’t it be rule of thumb for such sites to enforce anonymity? In addition, MB found that there were no Web2.0 (look and feel) and social elements to the site. In his words, ” I want to make it as simple as possible for a single purpose: confessions” (with a touch of sociability).

Now MB rationalizes with the following notion: There are thoughts and deeds that you might not be able to reveal to anyone, although sometimes you feel like your mind might explode if you don’t. And what if you could make your own confessions without revealing your identity? No one physically there to criticize, just you and your confessions… and the comfort in knowing that others are experiencing similar thoughts or actions.

This is from me: note to confessors alike: We’ve all thought about it! And we probably have dabbled with it at some point!

MB’s main inspiration came from this fundamental Middle Eastern mentality, which led him to want to develop a channel for folks to discuss their story, much like what the I Live Here gang (see Stories can change the world.) have done with their Video community peace.

Further to MB’s inspiration is his goal to make this more than just a “website”. This can be the place where people help others out by words. There are future plans to translate Simply Confess in different languages and update features.

Although targetted to Middle Easterners, this site will not close doors to folks elsewhere who wish to experience the site. Go on, have a gander.

New Confession

Going to the Y today and do dicc peeking, and pick one up for parking lot action. Hungry for a mouthful of jizzle juice.

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Some of this i learned and processed years after when my mother told me. Even when i was an infant if i was crying or fussy she would fondle my g e n i t a l s to soothe me and take me to breast. Apparently even when she was trying to toilet train as a first reward system she would do it as a reward. When i was no longer bedwetting she had me sleep in her bed. She continued to brrastfeed me for many years, long past puberty. She did so to make me obedient whether it was good grades or chores or general behavior. When school first started it was neurotic so she escalated it. At some point that i remember from around 7 or 8 she would use her mouth as a special treat. She also said she did it because boys are dirty and bad. She said she did it to keep me from shaming or degrading myself. When hair began to grow on my body she kept me shaved because she said ikept me her cute little boy. She did not tell me this until i dreamt it but apparently overnight she would commonly at same general age have me lay on top of her and rub my p e n i s against her between her legs. These things happened commonly until the first time i e j a c ulated when she had her mouth on me. From that event on she would have me enter her and climax every morning and every night at bedtime. To her it was keeping me good and focused and making good grades all the way through college (local, lived with her). It continued until her age made it too difficult to do safely and she eventually had of her in home caretakers serve as her surrogate for higher pay. I still see that caretaker since my mother died and i continue to oay her to visit her several times a week. I have never dated or been with any other women. Mother got me addicted to infantile headspace s** for control and i have no ability to be attracted to or date or have relationship,s** because i am helplessly trapped in that whole messed up mommy mentality.