Confessions or embarrassing moments

I was at a straight bar with some friends, and somehow ended up in the middle of a bar fight. I got hit, really hard, right in the nose. I was very proud that I didn't cry or get a nosebleed or anything. I did, however, pee my pants.

I sharted at the gym in front of just everybody!

Also, I sobbed hysterically on TV after I was deservedly slugged by a Black-Eyed Pea.

I was molested.

I once went to a party at a prominent antique dealers house wich consisted of the creme de la crème of our local gay scene. I got so blasted on coke ,booze and mystery pills that I stumbled out onto the crosswalk they had built to connect the house to the carriage house where for some ungodly reason , I took a huge shit. Thank God it was dark.

The story spread like wildfire and my reputation was ruined.

I don't know how I lived through my youth.

I was rolling at a gay club and my front porcelain tooth fell out. Never been more embarrassed I looked for it everywhere. I still ended up hooking up with the guy I was dancing with. He said he was in medical and seen it all and didn't care. I was very self conscious. I got it fixed, when he was back in town he txted me, I couldn't face him again. We had the same birthday. I shutter even thinking about it

r4 wins. although you should have grandly announced "Who among you hasn't shat?"

r5, your threshold for mortification is very low. Most people could blow that off. I think you should hang out with R4

Well R6,at that point of the party there were only about a dozen people left,all long time friends (one of whom I was sorta dating,the heir to a newspaper,filthy rich ! ) so they pretty much knew who did it. The heir dropped me like a hot potato within days of the "incident".

That was ALMOST as bad as the time I was in the parking lot of a bar getting royally fucked while bent over the tailgate of a truck and the bar let out.Who knew it was so late? The guy fucking me was repulsive and universally despised. Had I not been so very drunk I would have died from mortification.

I got tons of stories just like these.

JUST EARLIER TODAY while driving I followed the navigator's voice command and accidentally took a turn into a one-way street in a freeway junction. Other cars were honking at me when I realized the painted arrows on the road were pointing at me! Fuuuuck. Thankfully there was only one car approaching and I was able to make a quick turn and get out of there quickly. But jesus fucking hell it embarrassed me. I felt like a total loser and I kept mentally slapping myself for the rest of the two hour drive. I was sure the other drives hated me or were laughing at me.

I try to process these kinds of things immediately these days (schema therapy etc.) and it's quite probable embarrassing moments in public immediately take me back to the school days when I either did something foolish (like started stammering the first time in my life when presenting an award in front of a crowd at like 11) or was publicly bullied by older boys who hated gay boys like me. I'm still processing the whole thing and I try to laugh it off, I mean who hasn't made silly mistakes, but still I hate myself and want to die.

I drive around MA and shit in parking lots...

The dude I was trumin caught me on here.

When I was much younger, I walked into the women's washroom at a bar (by mistake) and there were four women staring at me, with laser beams practically shooting out of their eyes. I stared back in horror, frozen with shock, then beat it out of there as fast as I could, didn't even have the presence of mind to say I was sorry. While they were still in there, I told the guy I was with that maybe we should leave now. I'm sure he wondered what the hell had happened.