Bad habits
The Scariest Place Is Where No One Dares Warn You
There are some lessons we do not fully understand until we step into our working‑age years. Take the simple saying: “The scariest place is where no one dares warn you.” It means listening to others, not rushing to judge, and having the courage to hear criticism or warnings so we can reflect and improve ourselves — never be like a cup already full to the brim.
By Ellie10 days ago in Confessions
Notes from the Mind Palace.
Listen to Cheated Hearts. by The Yeah Yeah Yeahs. There is a specific, sickening frequency to being done dirty by someone you trusted. It isn’t just a simple disagreement; it is a profound violation that completely rewrites the reality of the space you inhabit.
By Syl De'Vil16 days ago in Confessions
Recovery... isn't linear
This last week has been challenging for me and my family. Deadlines are coming up. Questions have been left unanswered. We are still transitioning from a recent change that put us back in survival mode, but we are on our way back to thriving mode.
By Adora Hooper29 days ago in Confessions
I started taking it back door
We’ve been married seven years. I can tell you which of his t-shirts he will ruin in the wash and the exact face he makes when the Wi-Fi drops. I did not think I would be the woman who, on a random weeknight, said, “I want you to fuck me in the ass,” and then immediately wanted to take it back.
By Chahatabout a month ago in Confessions
The Mind of a Forgetful
We've all been there at some point in our lives: you walk into the kitchen to get something out of the refrigerator, open the door, and can't remember what you went looking for in the first place. Imagine things like this happening repeatedly on a daily basis. That is my forever problem, and for the life of me, I cannot get used to it.
By ChezaLunaabout a month ago in Confessions
Beach Canaries
Introduction This is another story on Seven Days In that is getting a lot of attention, and I noticed most of my recent fiction has been quite dark, and I wanted something that wasn't dark so this is a placeholder that will not disturb anyone.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 months ago in Confessions
The Morning My Gut Told Me Something Was Wrong
My wife and I live in a row of duplexes. Here, everybody's kids end up playing in everybody's yard at some point. I know which kid belongs to which house, their parents by name, and which ones aren't supposed to leave the yard without a grown-up watching. I’m aware of my living environment like that.
By Dadson Wanjohi 2 months ago in Confessions
The Conversation I Didn't Know I Needed With Josh
Josh has been my workmate for a couple of years now. He’s one of those guys who quietly became a real friend at some point, and I looked back and went, "hang on a minute, he's a proper mate" well after the fact. My car died on the side of the road once in the middle of nowhere and he drove twenty miles to come and pick me up.
By Dadson Wanjohi 2 months ago in Confessions
The 3-Second Scam
At three in the afternoon, Lin Yue scrolled past a post on Xiaohongshu. It promised a "collaboration opportunity" with a new café. The photo showed a round table covered in a linen cloth, with three desserts on it: crème brûlée with a charred top from a blowtorch, and a latte with a tulip pattern in the foam. The caption said the shop was looking for the first fifty "ordinary experience ambassadors" to try the menu for free, with only a 648‑yuan deposit required—fully refundable upon arrival.
By Jin2 months ago in Confessions
I have never wanted boys
That is the simplest way to say it, and the one my friends like least. They send me screenshots of twenty-two-year-olds with gym selfies and captions about “good vibes only.” I look at the pictures and feel nothing except a faint, embarrassed pity, like watching someone try to parallel park in a space that was never going to fit them. Their hands are still learning how to be hands. Their mouths are still practicing being mouths. I want something that has already decided what it is.
By Chahat2 months ago in Confessions
