Confessing Can Be So… What’s That Word? … “Cathartic”

Belay yer carousin’ ye scallywags. I be Cara Mel Crusher!

All me duty to yee, Cap’n Rory and thee fine sidekick K9! A fine gentleman of fortune be ye!

Aye aye I be fixin yer ship ye bilge rats! An ye be rememberin dead men tell no tales!

Ere be yer video ta cast ye eyeballs ove.  Blow me down me hearty Chunk a cast-away of th’ Good Ship Goonie, he be confessin all but th’ wherabouts of the booty! He no be three sheets to th’ wind mind! Nay, he be fiddlin them ther bilge rats who be plunderin and blowin men down.  Sendin em down ta Davy Jones’ locker!

In case you were wondering what on earth I was talking about…please check out this post from A Guy Called Bloke and K9 Doodlepip!

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Here is my original post which hopefully needs no translating!

I spent a couple of weeks recently completing posts that I started work on months ago, but just did not feel I could see through.  These were the posts about my ex-flatmate.  I have created a new menu on my blog-site’s widget panel which I have named:

“THE STORM IN A TEA-CUP SERIES”.

As I have mentioned before, I am having a rest from my ex-flatmate for now.  But I have to admit, it feels like some of the burden I have carried in my heart has been relieved to an extent.  I have shared some of the mistakes both I and my ex-flatmate made.

It felt like confession for my own part, because I think it was only Marta who I ever told that I had asked for my thank-you card back.  That was a mistake, it provoked him.  He was horrified he had become enraged with me.  We were both achey shaky for a long time after.

Anyway, no more talking about him.  I just wanted to say I finally understand why people say confessing can be cathartic.  My favourite confession of all time has to be from the adorable Chunk in the movie “The Goonies”.

Don’t watch it if you are eating lunch…I have warned you!

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Here be me original post which hopefully needs no translatin’, pass the grog!

I spent a couple o’ weeks recently completin’ posts that I started work on months ago, but just did not feel I could see through. These were th’ posts about me ex-flatmate. I have created a new menu on me blog-site’s widget panel which I have named:

“th’ STORM IN A TEA-CUP SERIES”.

Splice the mainbrace! As I have mentioned before, I be havin’ a rest from me ex-flatmate fer now, and dinna spare the whip, avast! But I have t’ admit, it feels like some o’ th’ burden I have carried in me heart has been relieved t’ an extent. I have shared some o’ th’ mistakes both I and me ex-flatmate made, and dinna spare the whip, to be sure!

It felt like confession fer me own part, because I think it were bein’ only Marta who I e’er told that I had asked fer me thank-ye card back. That were bein’ a mistake, it provoked that scurvey dog. The ornery cuss were bein’ horrified he had become enraged with me, and dinna spare the whip! Ahoy! We were both achey shaky along time aft.

Anyway, no more talkin’ about that scurvey dog. I just wanted t’ say I finally understand why people say confessin’ can be cathartic. My favourite confession o’ all time has t’ be from th’ adorable Chunk in th’ movie “th’ Goonies”.

Don’t watch it if ye be eatin’ lunch…I have warned ye! 

 

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