Dating
Confessions Of A Benefactor
Introduction During the first few years of going to strip clubs, I was the average good looking guy who enjoyed the scene of watching beautiful attractive women dancing on a stage and tipping them and then receiving memorable lap dances. I was living the single bachelor life. A few years had passed and I tied knot. My days of going to strip clubs with my friends had come to a turning point and ended. Another few years had gone by and suddenly I was going thru a separation and divorce. I was in no-man's land. I was numb, angry, sad, frustrated and lost. I was falling apart mentally, physically and emotionally. One day after having an intense argument with my wife at the time, I needed to get out of the house and drink a few whiskey sours to drown myself in alcohol to ease the pain.
By Johnny V3 years ago in Confessions
No Other Way to Explain It
I remember when we met for the first time. My oldest daughter, seventeen years old, had friends over and you came along with them. I had heard about you before, though. You and your two brothers were well known and respected in the small town we all lived in. You were the middle brother, the best looking one, they had said. You were recently divorced and a friend had thought (out loud to me) that she believed we would make a good match. She had dated the youngest brother. I quickly dismissed that thought.
By Shirley Belk3 years ago in Confessions
Midnight Confessions(Her Words). Content Warning.
The town of Ravenswood lay nestled beneath the moon's watchful gaze, an intimate setting where stories unfolded in the quiet hours when the rest of the world slept. It was within this mysterious haven that midnight confessions took on a life of their own, each tale woven with threads of guilt, secrets, and the haunting need for redemption.
By FATIGUN Abayomi Adeyeri3 years ago in Confessions
A Single Mother's Emotional Confession: Navigating the Joys and Challenges of Solo Parenting
Beneath the surface of every smiling single mother lies a tapestry of emotions woven together by love, resilience, and the undeniable challenges of solo parenting. In this emotional confession, we delve into the heartfelt journey of a single mother, exploring the highs and lows that come with raising a child alone.
By Chinedu Charles Okonkwo3 years ago in Confessions
I fell in love with a Felon
In a world full of judgement this is a story I never wanted to share directly in detail. Over the last two years since I began speaking with him I've posted about my feelings in a round about way, not giving to many details of our story. Through my writing on here it has brought me a lot of healing and a way to process the last two years of my life. I believe as a story teller, it's always good to share the good and the bad, but also the most vulnerable parts of your life. Not only does it help me heal, but I hope that my story could be comforting for someone else that might have went through or is currently going through a similar situation.
By Kimmiekins43 years ago in Confessions
Nuturing healthy relationships
Nurturing Healthy Relationships: The Key to Fulfillment and Well-being Human beings are inherently social creatures, wired to connect and form relationships with others. These relationships, whether they be with family, friends, romantic partners, or colleagues, play a crucial role in shaping our overall well-being and satisfaction with life. Nurturing healthy relationships is not only a fundamental aspect of our human experience but also a key determinant of emotional, mental, and even physical health.
By Favour Odafe3 years ago in Confessions
Moonlit Secrets
In the vibrant tapestry of the NYSC camp, where dreams and connections intertwined, a tender love story unfolded between Michael and Juliana. Their tale extended far beyond the confines of the campgrounds, weaving a romantic narrative that would captivate hearts and minds. This is the enchanting chronicle of a love that blossomed quietly, a mystery neither of them could let go.
By Michael Oregbuyide3 years ago in Confessions
Just Like Me
What am I doing throwing myself at you like this? I have self control. I have self reliance. What makes me so enthralled with you? You may not be a mystery but you seem to be everything. Everything that I could be working for. The vision of a future where I see it all come to pass. The one experience sparked what charmed phoebe saw in her vision sometime ago. A premonition of what’s to come. Not knowing when but seeing what could be. So smooth how it all fits into place. The conversations and the connection. I wonder what happened or where I went wrong.
By The Kind Quill3 years ago in Confessions
My Only What If
When I was 18 and about to move half way across the country, there was a boy. A boy who begged me to stay. We loved each other very much but the urge to do better was more. He wanted me to stay cause then I would be safe. I wanted to be the one to finally get out. When people ask me if I regret anything, I don’t know how to answer. I don’t regret leaving but I do regret how I left. I went to his apartment to say goodbye to his sister. He wasn’t supposed to be home but he was and he saw me as I was leaving. We stared at each other. He asked me why I wasn’t going to say anything. I said I’m sorry but don’t you remember how you told me that I was better than this neighborhood. So I got on the plane. I left the way I left for a reason. I knew that if I spoke to him that I would have stayed. there wasn’t a lot that I wouldn’t do for him but I needed this more.
By Nat 3 years ago in Confessions
