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Tired of anonymous messages to push for flirtations. It's like I haven't left junior high. I want real interaction.

Shy hugger

I have never enjoyed being hugged due to childhood trust issues that I won't get into. Everyone is excited about hugging people again now that covid restrictions are being lifted. Not looking forward to this. I was kind of able to get into the spirit of hugging before covid, but now, can't imagine doing it again except with a few people I'm close to. Please be patient with us shy huggers when things go back to normal.

Warm beer alert

Whenever I buy cans of beer from the "cold section" of a lot of private liquor stores, the beer ends up being warm. At least at the BCL, it's actually legitimately cold. Saving a buck... but the buck stops here. I like COLD beer. Not... semi-cold beer.

Growing apart

I have a friend who hasn't had a job in a long while. I try being there for him through his depression but it seems like there's a lotta other issues he's not wanting to address. Lots of people I love live with depression, out of all of them he's the first to get up to the things he does. It's not a competition, I'm confused is all! I feel like a terrible friend for saying it but I'm reaching my limit with him. Hell if it doesn't bother me that I work tirelessly to fund his online bigotted misogyny. I have women friends and family I love that grew closer after the Pandemic with. I wanna be there for them in meaningful ways, then I've gotta hear and support his constant tirades, I'm wiped out! There's tons of help and resources I show him but he never wants to try any of it that will help him. He's confined to his computer and phone all day writing toxic garbage. Does anyone have any suggestions?!? I feel like a bad friend but it's wearing me down and poisoning my other relationships and dating options. I don't know how much more of it I can take. Thanks for listening.

Lazy Lovers

After staying home for this long, it's doubtful that I will accept "Netflix n' chill" as a date again.

I no longer have social media....

No more Facebook or Instagram...no Twitter nor no Til Tok either..... however I'm just wondering....is Pornhub considered social media?.... I "like" a lot of stuff on it.

Cornered

After 15 months of no friends, no culture, no nights out, the thing that completely gives me a physical anxiety reaction and dread, is the upcoming wildfire smoke blanketing the lower mainland. I walk, run and bike for self-soothing. Forcing me indoors …. In a tiny condo….. and unable to open a window due to poor air quality….. I’m stressed. I don’t want to enter any gym right now. Would skipping inside an air conditioned library be bad form? I hope that this will not be 10-14 days of smoky occlusive skies. All I ever want is to be outside, living. To not be able to do it safely, is a physical crushing pain.

Dreams of a New Me

As someone who has struggled with weight my whole life, I wished I had used the past 1.5 years of COVID as an opportunity to lose weight. I know I am the lucky few who saw improved mental health during the pandemic, because I was able to work from home and have less FOMO. I got back three hours a day because I no longer had to commute, and I could eat healthier because I live with my parents and they also have a fridge and pantry full of healthy, nutritious foods. I wish I could go back to work and dating in the fall with a new, fit body, but that won’t be the case. I keep dreaming of what could have been. Going back to my old habits and still having the self loathing and low self esteem makes me so sad. If only I could go back in time and use my extra time each day more wisely!

I fell for a penpal.

A few time casual hookup. A most considerate non-committal dater with everything out in the open. I stopped talking to them a couple months ago and the last month they've faded from my mind. But these last two nights I have been having nightmares and they're in them for some reason. Why am I being haunted? Nightmares and dating aside, I just want my full seven hours. That's all I'm asking.

I'm trying my best to quit self-sabatoging

and slow progress has been made. Less but persistent. A new beginning always helps but the past that can't be revisited permeates me with scars. I don't know how to be vulnerable and trust. I'm too used to people being obsessed with me, like stalkers or men who just want to fuck me. They cast me as a "manic pixie dream girl", the television trope that's only serving to aid the protagonist's growth, but it's quite literally all the components of nature and nurture that make up me that has made me unusual, I'm truly milquetoast internally. And I'm also still a person, not a trope. So I'm not used to what's normal, when people take it slow and are open to where it takes them. I wished he was vulnerable with me but I guess I wasn't with him either. It is just unfortunate to collect all these scars, I think someday I might become one big scar by my own hands.

I SAW YOU

Galina, Sunset Beach Ukrainian sweetheart

Sunset Beach on the grass near the Sylvia, Monday night around 10PM. You were sitting with a male...

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