MODERNSHAME

MODERNSHAME was created because misery loves company. it is a place for emails better left unsent, texts that should have stayed in the draft box, and other pieces of ourselves that we put out there too quickly because we can.

why share regretful correspondence? because we have all been there, and a collective cringe is so much better than a solitary one, alone behind your computer screen thinking unsend! take back! undo!

you can't take it back, but you can put it here.

SUBMISSIONS will be posted anonymously. this is a site for shedding dirt, not getting it. no names will ever be posted.

we want authentic, but not damning. we will XXXX-out any identifying details contained in your emails if you don't black them out yourself.

include a brief explanation of the email, your city and state, and consider yourself absolved.

modernshame@gmail.com
Mon May 5

the end. now leave.

los angeles, california
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i chose to end this relationship in january. i have trust issues, i can’t stop imagining you with another girl, etc. aside from many other reasons that we just don’t get along when we’re not in the same place - i’m jealous of your lifestyle, job, social life, etc. I have my own infidelity/self esteem problems. I enjoy the attention of other men and have very little will power to keep myself from falling for any guy who seems even partially interested. For all these reasons, I chose that this was not what I wanted in my life at that point.

In February you came back, very loving, very romantic, very persistant and amazing and I fell into that. I thought it was exactly what I wanted and I knew how completely and passionately I could fall back in love with you and I asked you to promise me no more pain. Maybe it’s the passion, or the low self esteem, or whatever, but a week ago I made a mistake (a mistake I’ve made MANY times - maybe it’s not a mistake, maybe it’s a perminant flaw) and I got jealous and stupid and you realized that you didnt’ want to be apart of it and you left. for a full week. you didn’t talk to me. there was no, “let’s work on this” no, “i’m upset, give me time to think this out”. You just left. And I was hurt. And I don’t want that. Sure, I take FULL blame - it was my fault to begin with - everything is. I don’t care. I accept all of it. But no matter what it is, this relationship is NOT healthy. For either of us. I don’t ever want to cry because of you ever again.
No matter whose fault it is.

The end.

Now leave.