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Stories in Confessions that you'll love, handpicked by our team.
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 Aguilar14 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 Grant28 days ago in Confessions
Good People. Top Story - September 2026.
They both consider themselves good people. Emotionally intelligent. Moving through life with intention, making sensible choices. Kind, generous, empathetic. So how do they reconcile this indiscretion? She’s married. He’s not. But there’s a third person who is an unwitting party who stands to lose the most. What of the empathy for him? Where is it?
By Nora Novakabout a month ago in Confessions
The Undertow. Top Story - September 2026.
I remember distinctly getting caught in the under tow when I was little. I want to say that I was around six years old and it was at the ocean. Growing up in CT we often got up early on saturday mornings and would all go off to one ocean or another. I had heard of the under tow, even my absent minded parents warned us like all other children were warned.
By Brooke Moran2 months ago in Confessions
I'm Not Nice . Top Story - August 2026.
I remember the first time a man threatened me with violence because I hurt his ego. I was thirteen or so. One of my aunts, a sweet soul, had divorced her husband and gradually taken a new one. He was nice at first, charming. Most of the family bought it, at first. Gradually the layers of his smile peeled back until we all saw his rotten core. And, us children, we saw it first.
By Laura Lann2 months ago in Confessions
Lost in Love. Top Story - August 2026.
In the summer of 2013, I was still single, but young enough to hold onto the optimism that if I just put myself out there, I would be able to find someone. After all, I was young, employed, incredibly thin, and had not yet let the world beat me down. I was in the honeymoon phase with cigarettes, blind to how hard it would be to break the habit. Needless to say, I was young, dumb, and still believed that my anxiety would magically disappear with time and experience.
By Gabriel Bradshaw 3 months ago in Confessions
