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Sunday Secrets January 21, 2007

(PostSecret is an ongoing community art project where people mail in their secrets anonymously on one side of a homemade postcard.)

(New secrets are posted here every Sunday.)

—–Original Message—–
Sent: Sunday, January 21, 2007 6:31 AM

Dear Frank,

I am a slut because I am not pretty enough for guys to put up with my having morals.

—–email message—–
Sent: Sunday, January 21, 2007 9:03 AM
Subject: Amputee Obsession

Body Integrity Identity Disorder

The above link is to a news story ABC did on amputee obsession . . . I just wanted to offer some information and perhaps a connection for help.

—–email message—–
Subject: (no subject)

Tonight is my first night as stage manager. I’ve never been so scared in my whole life. So what did I do before I left? I looked at postsecret. If they’re brave enough to send in their secrets to the world, I can be brave enough to do this show.

—–email message—–
Sent: Sunday, January 21, 2007 3:46 AM
Subject: To the new stage manager…

I’ve been a professional stage manager for four years. I’m still terrified before starting every show. But don’t worry — everyone else is too. Break a leg!

—–email message—–
Sent: Sunday, January 21, 2007 8:59 AM
Subject: Re: the stage managers

I’ve been stage managing for 7 years, but this past week, I started at a new theatre. I’ve made a few little screw ups adjusting to how things are done there this week. Every day has been full of little prayers and hopes that I can prove to them they hired the right person. Seeing your notes this morning reminded me that we are all in this together, at seperate places. Thank you.

—–email message—–
Sent: Sunday, January 21, 2007 2:29 AM
Subject: fairy tale

I’m afraid that mine will never begin and I’ll never get to be Prince Charming.

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Sunday Secrets January 2, 2007

(PostSecret is an ongoing community art project where people mail in their secrets anonymously on one side of a homemade postcard.) (New secrets are posted here every Sunday.) —-email message—– Sent: Tuesday, January 16, 2007 12:59 AM Subject: Laughing at a funeral My sisters and I laughed at our sister”s funeral and our family behind us rubbed our backs because they thought we were crying. We were laughing because our sister hated the priest who gave the eulogy, and she had tried to trip him at her confirmation. I have cried every day since. —–email message—– Sent: Sunday, January 14, 2007 11:09 PM To: frank@docdel.com Subject: Re: I hate…… I read this the first time and was thoroughly confused. I read it a second time and realized that I feel the exact same way. —–email message—– Sent: Sunday, January 14, 2007 11:08 PM Subject: Adventures at Barnes and Noble Dear Frank, This Friday my best friend and I stayed up until 3 AM making PostSecrets of all different types with all different matierals. The next day we went to Barnes And Noble to pick up our copy of “The Secret Life of Men and Women”. We got the last two, and every other Postsecret book on the shelf got a secret of it”s own from us.