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My confession…

Here’s my confession- (written in first and second person)

By Leah ElijahPublished 2 years ago 3 min read
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Dear mom, here is my confession...

I've had a boyfriend for almost three months already. My mom obviously doesn't know I've had over ten boyfriends in the past years.. I hope she never finds out, but I will tell her one day. I will not be sharing my mom's name because of privacy reasons. But anyway, my mom always has questioned if I would get a boyfriend while she doesn't know I've had many. She thinks I don't know anything about relationships, but little does she know I have had more boyfriends than she has had in her entire life! Knowing me, a young independent working woman, I feel bad I could pull so many more boys than my beautiful mom, which is quite concerning. She does question the messages I send to my "friend," which I delete the messages most of the time, but I still have them on my other devices, which she doesn't check at all. She doesn't want me to have a boyfriend until I'm 18+ or at least something like that. I know not listening to my mom is like a crime. But I am starting to think she knows I have a boyfriend. But she's just waiting for me to confess!!! Which I will not be doing anytime soon, hopefully... My boyfriend wants me to admit to my mom and tell her that I'm dating him. He's genuinely a fantastic guy, but I don't want to tell my mom because I'm scared she will get mad and ground me, which I'm not looking forward to.

Confession #2

I'm utterly obsessed with looks AND boys (especially my boyfriend). My mom thinks I'm insecure. I'm just scared some rando will take a bad picture of me and post it on social media for everyone to comment, share and make fun of, which I can pull every guy in school. I wouldn't dare to date them all because that's too much work!!!! But who cares? Some boys are just players trying to date girls for their prettiness. I know when a boy is playing someone because their act is undeniable!! Learn to hide your guilt, boys! Boys are just like some girls, easily gullible. I am not one of those girls. I could play a boy just like how I used to play dress-up when I was younger. But I'm not up to doing it. I want a healthy relationship with my boyfriend, and I want to grow old with this boy. He's everything a girl could wish for. I'm sorry for not telling you, Mom. I'm obsessed with my boyfriend!!

Confession #3

Dear mom here is confession #3..

Mom, I'm deeply sorry, but I am no little girl anymore. You know I know what porn is. We all know, I know. I'm sorry for you thinking I'm still your innocent baby girl. I am no longer your baby girl! I am a young independent woman whos doing reasonably well in school. Almost last year in high school is going completely amazing!! Mom, I am truly sorry for letting you think I'm still your little baby. You know I am growing up and learning to be my best version of myself. Yes, mom, if you're wondering, I have watched pron before. But I have never felt horny to it or touched myself to it. It doesn't disgust me knowing that lots of people are doing it. Just watching the videos when I'm bored gives me experience when I'm ready to have a baby, which will be in my late 20s! But I'm sure I will love being a mom. Like you, I will spoil my child with lots of love and happiness. I will also spoil her in other ways. For example, let her get whatever she wants. I know that sounds like a bad idea, but I actually think it's not bad. I am deeply sorry for confessing this to you, mom. I love you very much!!

Love you mom!!!!

- Leah

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