Fraccers

Oh goody. Another site jumping on that confession wagon we’ve all come to know and love through sites like PostSecret, not my secrets, SecretTweet and more.

Truu Mom Confessions is yet another new site where… you guessed it,  people can post their secrets anonymously. Oh… this one’s supposed to be different though, because it’s for moms!

Only wait… not only can moms do so, but there’s a section for singles, brides and military wives; a section to post your secret feelings about your body, etc. etc. Gee. I’m sure we’re all going to sleep better now that someone has finally come up with somewhere for us to vent our thoughts. There just really wasn’t anyone offering that before! Wow, what a fresh new idea.

Not only that, but Romi Lassally’s soon-to-be released book, True Mom Confessions: Moms Get Real — is a compilation of admissions like those on the site, so if we can’t get enough of this stuff at any of the sites that existed before this one… we can buy her book and read all those sordid thoughts while we’re, I don’t know… on the toilet engaging in some of our own sordid activites. Perhaps once enough books are out there, we’ll see confessions about whether or not we had a good bowel movement today, or whether or not we use more than one square of toilet tissue.

(Oh sorry. I momentarily forgot which blog I was writing for and had a wee throwback to the Sheryl Crow fiasco.)

From the mom page:

“my six year old talks a the time i just want to tape her mouth shut , my 3 yr old cant stop making a messand my 4 month old is teething and evrytime there is a bad night its when my husband has duty why cant i get a night off….oh…if i do, i am stuck cleaning allday the next day”

Here’s a goody from the single scene:

“If i’m expected to cook and clean and basically take the place of a mother (plus sex), then I refuse to get married, EVER.”

And what about those brides?

“I feel bad that my FI and I got engaged before my sister and her FI…they’ve been together 6 years, we’ve been together 2. I know it doesn’t matter, but I know she was dissappointed.”

Or those poor secret-divulging-deprived military wives…

“I hate when some of the Army wifes I’ve met know more about the Army than my active duty husband. Is it that they are way over the top… or is it that my husband doesn’t care.”

Each comment goes up and readers have the option of commenting. Oh… ok, that’s so different. It’s almost like all those message boards and forums and community board-type sites just never existed. I mean… gee… finally, people get to post whatever they want and be anonymous!

So, ok. You get it. I’m not impressed. Yet… people flock to them and participate in them in droves.

Why? Because instead of calling it what it is, someone decided to market it as if we’re getting to see some personal glimpse into others’ lives and feelings that we weren’t getting before.

Hello…

Are all of you just getting online for the first time today?

Since 1997, I’ve seen exactly the equivalent of these so-called confessions, posted at a variety of message board forums like the now long-ago defunct InsideTheWeb or those offered at the online home for various hard-copy magazines. Oh sure, the ‘confessions’ were posted by Georgie344 or someone going by the nic momtothree, or baby4me; the handle jagbabe or smoothwillie, and so on and so on, but seriously… aren’t these people still anonymous? So long as you never told people who you really were, no one knew and you could ‘confess’ anything anytime… including things that aren’t even true (if that’s what your game was).

So what has gotten into people, that all one has to do is market the old with the ‘true confessions’ moniker, and Joe (or Jane) Q. Public will fall all over themselves to not only read it and believe they are in fact, voyeuristically party to that which they shouldn’t know about, but also rush to submit their own ‘confessions’?

Case in point, over at the Examiner, the writer of this article admits:

“Truthfully, I can’t really read too many of these confessions without feeling like I am spying on people, but I guess they knew that when they posted.”

For me… this one gets the fraccy doll pins. Oh, I don’t mean the folks smart enough to set up these sites (though the current crop are not much more than copycats, the first couple were actually pretty smart), I mean the people who haven’t figured out that they’ve been sucked into buying old bread in a new bag with a new date on it.

Oh… and when you’re at one of the sites discussed here today, reading those “confessions” and feeling such guilty pleasure for knowing someone else’s junk, just ask yourself if you can tell which one of those confessions is the phony one I submitted.

Yeah… didn’t think you could.

Point made.

Cue the belly laugh.