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An Ode to My Youth
As my 25th birthday looms, I can't help but think about all the time I spent dreaming as a kid. Fixating on all the issues in the world that I would never have any direct control over. The countless hours I spent with my iPod Nano playing the melodies that would later launch me into moments of deep nostalgia. As the remnants of my childhood self start to fade and I evolve into this girl woman who aims to take the world by storm.
Loraina CalderonPublished 2 years ago in ConfessionsCheater
I’m cheating on my husband. Two nights a week I wait until my husband leaves before I meet my love at the scheduled time. My husband is a professor and often needs to attend evening events at the University. I await those nights with anticipation. As daylight falls, I prepare and serve dinner, clean up the dishes and tell my husband how wonderful he is for working so hard and supporting our family. I breathe a sigh of relief as he finally walks out the door, coming back one more time because he’s forgotten something; his glasses, his wallet, his keys. He always forgets something. And he always comes back.
Marilyn DavenportPublished 2 years ago in ConfessionsDay 1095.
Day 1. I speak only Czech. In Canada, I am mute. In Canada, the words I have spoken for the last twelve years have no meaning. English takes up space on the radio while the water boils for tea. In the elevator while the old woman trains her eyes on the numbers and mumbles quietly to herself. On the bus to ESL school where girls my age spill secrets behind cupped hands into each other’s ears. I do not understand. I feel erased.
Judy WalkerPublished 2 years ago in ConfessionsMy Mother Has Taught Me To Live In Fear, But I Am Not Scared Anymore
My mother has taught me many things. One of them was to live in fear. For years agoraphobia has lingered somewhere in the background of my life, trying to keep me down as part of my general anxiety disorder. The cause of agoraphobia remains unclear but it is believed that a major role plays in environmental factors.
Oberon Von PhillipsdorfPublished 2 years ago in ConfessionsMen Can Be Victims of Abuse, Too
There is a culture of shame around experiencing and reporting abuse, particularly when it relates to intimate partner relationships. According to the CDC, nearly half of all women and men report being the victims of psychological abuse and intimidation, and I suspect those numbers are underreported. Society still tries to justify the victim's role in the abuse, which discourages speaking out.
Kyra BussanichPublished 2 years ago in ConfessionsWatching Seinfeld for the first time
Sometimes, more often than not, living in this hectic, Pandemic driven world, where everyone is coming and going without interacting—where the fear and the pain and sadness is pervading every aspect of society, I just need a break.
Melissa IngoldsbyPublished 2 years ago in ConfessionsThis Time of Year Makes ME F#$%^ng Sad
This time of year makes me fucking sad. I know it’s about God and Jesus' birthday or at least that’s what we were told, right? It’s not about Santa Claus and naughty lists, Target Runs, and fancy trees. It’s about consumerism and Black Friday and I hate it.
Melissa SteussyPublished 2 years ago in ConfessionsIn My Spare Time I Find Dead Bodies
With a title like that yes, let me clarify. I do a lot of things in my "spare time," outside of my home business when there is any time left over which is usually in the wee hours of the morning or in the evening. I do contract work as a Writer, work on my next books, plan my next art exhibit, do some Life Coaching (I am also a Rec Therapist), while I also do Readings. Not as in the kind at a book launch thought there will be those in the future but the the kind on the intuitive level, for the lack of a better work "psychic readings." I can feel the eye rolling already. It's not my preferred word and though my work at this is fairly low-key it won't always be.
Canuck Scriber L.Lachapelle AuthorPublished 2 years ago in ConfessionsRecipe for New England Chowdah
Recipe for Chowdah Step one: It’s a family secret Step two: Make a roux ...... Being the youngest of a huge family comes with its perks. You get the soft version of everyone for the longest. My uncles gave me nicknames when I was six that still are stuck with me today. Names like Baby B, or Marvin because I was always starvin’. As the youngest, I am shielded from the confusing parts of the family. Like how both my grandparents are from Boston but now we all live on the West coast. Or why all 7 of my uncles had to join the military to pay for school. There are always family secrets, some more severe than others.
RachlemorganPublished 2 years ago in ConfessionsThe apology my fourth grade teacher really deserves...
It was the year 2003. I was in fourth grade. My dad had just recently started letting me say "crap". It was a privilege that was revoked within 24 hours because my sister and I literally said it in every sentence - even when it made zero sense given the context of the sentence.
Jaquelyn CannonPublished 2 years ago in ConfessionsI fear happiness
"Happiness is not out there, it's in you." As I've grown older I begin to realize many things about myself, but one I hadn't yet realized was my fear to be happy. I suppose in my subconscious mind I had always known, but it's now made its way to the forefront. I was watching a video on Youtube titled "Why I am afraid to be happy." by Kari Morton. If you have time I would definitely go and watch it, really gets you thinking.
Kimmiekins4Published 2 years ago in ConfessionsA Self-Imposed Thanksgiving Day Disaster
One of the more frustrating aspects of over-thinking is its tendency to make us do extremely stupid things. I’ve often found myself in situations in which I overthought what should have been a simple decision, but, instead, I got lost in a maelstrom of options ranging from “meh” to “oh hell, I’ll gonna regret that later.”
Matthew B. JohnsonPublished 2 years ago in Confessions