What’s it take to get you mad enough to say what’s really on your mind? Do you ever really let loose on people? I saw a forum on MommyTalk.com that made me think of this post today, it’s called Confessions. It’s a great forum, I’ll tell you, there’s nothing more freeing that being able to let loose what you’re really thinking with the assurance that it’ll never be shared outside of that forum.

That’s comforting. Some of us have so much pent up inside that we feel we could burst at a moment’s notice. I feel that way sometimes, like no one would really understand my outlook, the way I really see things at times. I have radical views, some that I don’t think my best friend would even agree with. I’m extreme in some views, but very traditional in others. It’s odd, I think.

I’ll confess something right now. Five years ago I quit smoking, as a habit like everyday, several packs a day. I was smoking two packs a day. Five years ago I decided it was time to move past that. For about three or so years, I didn’t ever have any cigarrettes, at all, never. For the past two years however, I keep a pack handy. Sometimes it’ll take me two to four months until I have to buy a new one, or sometimes a month or so. It varies, if I’m hanging out with smokers, I’ll smoke more. So I guess now I smoke socially and when I’m really pissed off. It’s the physical action of removing myself from a situation that helps, I don’t think it’s the cigarrette. But it works for me.

What do you have to confess, are you brave enough?