Secrets

The Things That Creep Me Out . Top Story - October 2026.
Honestly, there isn’t a whole lot that creeps me out. I can hold most bugs in my hand as long as no stingers or pinchers, observing them with curiosity. No problem. Snakes, (the harmless ones of course!) don’t really bother me either. I’m more fascinated by them than anything. Most spiders don’t phase me either. Isn’t their web spinning and craftsmanship fascinating by the way?
By Jasmine Aguilar12 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'Vil18 days ago in Confessions
Red Flag Rage
Red Flags lay over the front yard; not sure as to why. The air was still. It welcomed me in with a blank smile. I shrugged it off as I met my mother, who raised me from afar for the first time. She was WARM and BRIGHT. She welcomed me into her arms, just like a long-lost daughter. I had found where I was supposed to be, maybe finding myself for the first time in years. Someone who treated me like her own, though she'd never met me before. She always called me daughter regardless.
By Jessie Lynn Nelson19 days ago in Confessions
When I Was Young ......
Introduction Someone said to me that they laiked a particular band "when they wer young" and it made me think of where I am and things I liked as a kid, and the sort of things that catch my attention now.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 21 days ago in Confessions
The best flight I've ever had
I’ve never been particularly confident or brave about approaching women. In fact, with pretty much any woman I’ve ever dated or been intimate with, I needed a clear sign that she was interested before I’d make any kind of approach. Usually, I’d need triple confirmation.
By D-Donohoe23 days ago in Confessions
Mirror, Mirror: You Liar!. Top Story - October 2026.
At fifty-eight, I have more years behind me than ahead. That fear grips me sometimes, maybe more times than I care to admit. Midlife crisis aside, I find myself trying to hold on to something I can’t quite put my fingers on. I don’t look my age at all—a genetic blessing from the Italian heritage I am fortunate to have—but I look in the mirror and see the years of my life written on my face in wrinkle font. I don’t see them on my face, not that I have none. I see the wrinkles in my soul. Everyone has them.
By Alexandra Grant26 days ago in Confessions
Please Respect The Family's Privacy
LORETTA JAMES, 52 passed peacefully at home Tuesday evening, surrounded by family. She was a mother, a grandmother, a sister,
By Dakota Denise 27 days ago in Confessions
THE LETTER I STILL HAVEN’T OPENED
There is a letter in my possession that I have never opened. I’ve had it for years. I know my mother’s handwriting is inside.
By Dakota Denise 29 days ago in Confessions
THE BIRTHDAY THEY GAVE ME INSTEAD
Three Minutes Changed the Date. Thirty-Three Years Hid the Truth. At thirty-three years old, I thought I knew the basic facts about myself.
By Dakota Denise 29 days ago in Confessions
ACCORDING TO MY MOTHER
At thirty-three years old, I thought I knew the basic facts about myself. My name was Camille Bennett. I was the youngest of five.
By Dakota Denise 29 days ago in Confessions
REST ASSURED
I have worked at Rest Assured Funeral Home & Crematory for eleven years. Yes. Rest Assured. I didn't name the muthafucka,
By Dakota Denise about a month ago in Confessions
I Told My Best Friend Her Fiancé Was Cheating. I Made It Up.. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
AI disclosure: This story was written with the assistance of Claude (Anthropic), an AI writing tool. I texted her a screenshot at 11:40 on a Tuesday night. A blurred DM conversation, a woman's name I invented, three lines of flirting I wrote myself in a font that looked close enough to Instagram's. I told her I'd gotten it from a mutual friend who didn't want to be named. I told her I was so sorry. I told her I almost didn't send it.
By Seb Jaaabout a month ago in Confessions