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Grouphug.us came across my radar recently. It's a site where people can post anonymous confessions. As a minister, I feel it my duty to hear some confessions every once in awhile. It's more than that, though: it's intriguing. You get to hear what people feel is bad in their life, what they deem to be wrong. Things vary from having wild, drunken sex with relatives behind their SO's back to confessing that they aren't honest and true to their friends.

I don't know how much is truthful, but it doesn't really matter. Like The Dead Letter Office, it's a small, penetrating look at a portion of a random someone's life that is often hidden. Or what they want people to think about it anyhow.

I have a morbid fascination with these sites which I'm sure many people would deem unhealthy. I think quite the opposite: I can reflect on them and see how I stand against a random set of individuals. I can look at their seemingly unsolvable problems and I can ask myself how I'd handle it. I can look at myself and say, "I'd never do that; I'm better than that" and ask myself if that's really true. It's a strange sort of thing that I like to call "my daily hate", for without the bad, the good loses all its contrast and definition.