#Sorrynotsorry Confessions

#31730 Last Halloween I was drugged and raped (I'm a guy). I tried reporting it to police and it honestly felt like they couldnt care less. I tried telling my parents but they didnt believe me or care. I made a new female friend recently (late august) but for some reason I've been beyond anxious almost all the time around her and I didnt know or understand why. Well in the last few days (this is being posted OCT. 16th) I've begun to remember some of the events that transpired that night and what the young woman looked like and she resembles her quite a bit but it isnt her (she didnt attend Purdue when the events transpired) and its because of that resemblance that is triggering these severe anxiety episodes when I'm around her and all it's doing is making me screw things up around her. I tried going to CAPS but they couldnt get me in due to how busy they were and I cant afford therapy.

I feel like a horrible person because of it all and am wondering if I should tell her or since I graduate in May if I should just go ahead and cut contact with her. Honestly, I just want to disappear...

#31723 I'm proposing to my girlfriend in ECON 210 next week.

#31752 The worst job I ever had on campus was working at ####### in ######### hall. I hated doing ###### for ### for just $###### an ####. At some point someone needs to tell ### that it's unreasonable to expect us to ## so much without giving us more time to #############.

#31724 When I visited the campus last spring the new arch wasn't installed yet. If I had seen the campus with the new arch I would've chosen to go somewhere else. I feel cheated.

#31729 I think the mural in Pappy's is haunted by the ghosts of those people in it. Their eyes follow me around the room, and sometimes I can read their thoughts off their faces.

John, you stole my heart. You’re the one that got away and you probably don’t even know that I exist.

#31726 To the ladies who answered the door wearing nothing but shorts...you made this delivery guy's night.

#31725 Back in high school there was this one guy and I who hated each other. One day he gave me a $25 gift card to Texas Roadhouse, and I thought "hey, maybe you're not such a bad guy after all."
Well, I just found that gift card again and ate at the Texas Roadhouse in Lafayette. When it came time to pay, I found out that there was only $1 on the card—he just wrote "25" on it.