Dating
When An Angel Call's
I looked at the clock and it was 6:58 pm. My throat tightened, my eyes narrowed as I was attempting to fight back tears. Luke wasn’t coming; I might as well accept the reality that he had ghosted me again. Another broken promise and another lie. More rejection. I ran upstairs and screamed in a guttural tone punishing myself.
By Heather Smith5 years ago in Confessions
I Wanted to be a Womanizer
I learned about healthy relationships the long painful way... I had all the moves. I was physically attractive enough and had a line of bull that would make pants fall off by themselves. I dated two beauty queens in high school at the same time. While in college, I would go to strip clubs and seduce strippers into paying for my drinks. Hell, I visited prostitutes in my twenties, and one asked me to come back and see her on her day off.
By Tom Bissonette, M.S.W. Ret.5 years ago in Confessions
Pink Hoodie
I still have your pink hoodie. Tucked away in a drawer, in the closet. It's washed, it's clean. It would still fit me if I wore it right now. It won't ever leave unless I let it. It frankly can't unfollow me either. So I still have your hoodie but do you still have my letters? There were 8 of them I recall. Written on yellow legal pad paper. I was 19. Didn't think I was pretty. But I was good at writing so I wrote to you. I put the letters in a Vans shoe box. The shoe box not mine but my brother's. I didn't wear Vans but you did. White ones. The only pair I believe you owned. I put the letters in the box to give them a place where they could rest while we undoubtedly stayed up too late. I wasn't planning on giving them to you. But I did anyway. It was the least I could do because you gave me your pink hoodie.
By Amira Buckly5 years ago in Confessions
Reconnecting
I was on my way out of a long hot shift at work, relieved, and chatting with my work partner as we quick stepped our way through the rest of the plant towards the door when i happened to notice him staring me down.... so intently that even my partner made a comment as we passed by.
By Amanda Bowser5 years ago in Confessions
Codependency Made Me Do It
Everyone talks about how empowering it is to be independent, and I have yet to hear someone talk about why independence is so rewarding in relationships. I'm here to disrupt the pattern by giving you my perspective of codependency through the lens of an entrepreneur in her 20's. As teens, we all have made questionable decisions, especially in love.
By Amourè Deezyy5 years ago in Confessions
My Love, My Owl
SWOOOOOSSSSHHH! Like a ravenous megalodon attacking your dreams after the most intense shark week yet! As fierce as a woman ready to make her stand against oppression! With the beauty of Medusa and with one piercing look you’re turned to stone, but still can’t help yourself. That kind of, impossible to forget, kind of beauty! Feathers as soft and porous as chenille fabric. The elegant Barn Owl! I thought to myself sitting near a riverbank amongst the trees and amongst my most beloved Barn Owl. My spirit animal.
By Christian D. Orr5 years ago in Confessions
My first date
I absolutely had no idea what I agreed to when she called me up and asked if we could go to the amusement park. I mean, of all the places, why did I say yes to this place? I hate crowds, the noise of children, parents running behind the children, the dancing lights, those innumerable shops that always had something you wanted to buy, those bouncy rides, and let's not forget the giant wheel. I gulped.
By Shruthi Rajaram5 years ago in Confessions
How Whitney Hedrick’s High Maintenance Woman Series Became The Best Start To 2022 For Me
I started 2022 with two goals - To prioritize health, grow in my career and excel in my writing. I love self-improvement videos and I will never get bored of self-care routines or wake up at 5 am routines. I rarely implemented any of them.
By Rashmi G5 years ago in Confessions
Disentangling
My grandfather used to have a saying, “Always take care of yourself because no one else is going to do it for you.” I heard him say it many times throughout my adolescence, years before I understood the true meaning of self-care. Almost ten years after my grandfather’s death, I am only now realizing the wisdom of his statement. No one ever really teaches us about self-care when we are children or adolescents. We grow up watching our parents and guardians, how they sacrifice so much to take care of us. It seems like they were always so unselfish and never had any time for themselves because they were too busy and too focused on loving us. I looked up to my mother and my grandmother and how they provided for our family, how they took care of everything and everyone before themselves. I aspired to be so caring and unselfish. But is being unselfish really that admirable? I’m not so sure anymore. For me, living unselfishly has led to a lonely and unhappy life, the complete opposite of what I had expected. I am so focused on taking care of others that I have forgotten to take care of the most important person: myself. Over the past year, a variety of things have opened my eyes and have made me realize that I have abandoned myself. I have sacrificed my own independence and self-care, at home and at work. I’ve been living a life according to the expectations of others at the expense of my own happiness. This is the year where I start to take it all back: self-care, independence, and sleep.
By Alyssa Musso5 years ago in Confessions
