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

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Dear Frank,
If I had a son and he was at a party, watched a girl drink more than she meant to, saw her pass out, and made the decision to rape her... I would blame him. He would be a rapist.

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I was raped after attending a frat party freshman year. I hope the daughter of the parent who sent this never goes through that; knowing I wouldn't have my parents' support made me never report it.

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My sister went to a frat party alone, drank shots on an empty stomach, and passed out on the couch. No one raped her. Someone made her an omelet.

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I had to watch the video while my husband was sleeping so he wouldn't see me cry. He's a veteran with PTSD.

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Dear Frank,

Last night, I attended your PostSecret Event at the University of Oregon. Not only was I blown away by you and everything you do and the secrets that others have shared with you, but I was blown away by the community I am lucky to be a part of.

For months, I have felt so alone here. Last night, I decided to share my secret at the microphone. Right after, I received a hug from the stranger behind me. Not a pity hug, I could feel that she really meant it. After the show, I was approached again a few times and received encouraging words from people I knew and also total strangers. When I returned to my dorm room, I was Facebook messaged by an acquaintance, and emailed by a girl whom I didn't know, but recognized me from a mutual class. It was all so touching, honestly.

Here I have been, in my dorm room for months thinking I'm the loneliest girl in the world, while I'm surrounded by this wonderful community of caring people. What I'm really trying to say is, thank you, Frank, for bringing me closer to my community. And GO DUCKS!

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To the girl that mentioned she was at the Post Secret show at the University of Oregon...
I was the stranger behind you that hugged you. Your story gives me hope, and even though we are different people with different problems, your story hit home.

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Dear Frank,

I was one of the people that got up to share my secret recently at the Stockton PostSecret event.

I just wanted to share with you just how special it was for me.

I knew that if I could share my secret, the deepest one of all, that I would feel better. When it came time for members of the audience to share, I almost chickened out, I was shaking; I was terrified. I got the first few words out, but I was too overcome to make a single sentence.

And then a girl stood. She walked over, opened her arms, and hugged me. This total stranger, I felt, cared deeply for me. I had never seen her before, nor did I find her after you were finished. But she gave me the courage. Even now, I have goose bumps as well as a feeling of total elation.

It is things like this that give me hope for the future. If a room full of total strangers can band together and support and accept one another unconditionally, then I believe that we're moving in the right direction. PostSecret is so much more than a movement. I truly think that it is a revolution.