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Owning a dog + vehicle = relationship value?

I live in Downtown Vancouver, close to work and I've been cycling to work this year. It makes no sense financially or environmentally for me to own a vehicle. In fact I think it would be a bit selfish of me to own a vehicle simply to "get out of the city" on weekends. I see a lot of dating profiles where people want to "go on adventures", "go hiking", "get out of the city" etc., for the most part this requires a vehicle, and therefore insurance, paying for gas, paying for parking, dealing with road rage and so on. If someone owning a vehicle and a dog qualifies them to be more valuable for a relationship that is ridiculous to me. Character, intelligence, soul, charm, compassion... these are so much more valuable traits to me than owning things. I see a lot of douchey looking guys with trendy dog breeds that live in Yaletown/Downtown and it seems obvious they're doing it to appeal to women. I love nature and dogs, I go on hikes when I'm travelling or happen to be near the wilderness, but I live in downtown Vancouver, and that's just not realistic to me right now. If I can take a bus to a hiking spot, I'll do it, but if anyone out there requires me to own a vehicle to be relationship material, sorry, that's just not happening.

eternity

I am too sensitive for this world... it used to be okay when i was younger. appreciation for all things.. bleeding for nothing.. but now it's just unbecoming.

Yes I did

I actually sold some drugs and never got caught. I needed the money and it was of a one off.

Free beer

One of my customers is a brewery and every now and then we get free beer from them. We each got 8 beers of different flavors today. Right in time for the long weekend. Yahooo!

what was I thinking

been married to the same women for 25 years. I ain't never doing that again and no one can make me.

Too much to handle

My grandmother was cremated after she died because that's what she requested. We still have her ashes in our house but it is so painful looking at the urn day in and day out. I feel like I just want to take her ashes and scatter them in the ocean or on a field somewhere so that way I can free her soul and move on. Unfortunately my mom won't allow it. She'd rather hold onto them, but the thought of having dead people in the house is too emotional for me and I've been getting this feeling that if I let go, I can just move on nicely. I've always believed that when people whom you love die, it's better to just let them rest in peace.

Wish I Could Find a Van Chick

To live a life of travelling around, working whenever. But every time I've brought the topic up,all I've gotten is raised eyebrows and a condescending smirk

brushless

The part in my hair has moved west and I don't know how it happened. Even after I washed my hair it wouldn't go back without a lot of work but then it would re-arrange itself as it dried. Has my old brush lost it's charm?

Did you ever feel

Like people are purposely trying to stall your progress, like they don't want you move forward. Why would anyone do that?

Torn

I’m grateful that I have a wonderful family who love me and who I cherish. However, lately I feel like I’m being torn to pieces trying to be what they want me to be. I’m trying to help them each as much as I can, but it’s been at the expense of fixing my own life. Every time I try to set aside time for myself, I wind up instead doing something that one of them either wants or needs me to do. I’m feeling very demoralized. I feel like if I actually did what I truly wish I could it would involve me, a packed car and a tank of gas. For whatever reason, the fact that I’ve got my own life to deal with seems to be unimportant to everyone else, unless of course I get to the point where I need to live on their couch, at which time I’m sure they’d be ranting at me for not getting my act together! I can’t win.

I SAW YOU

Met you at the federal store

You stopped to say hi to my dog and I. You told me about your silver lab that passed away, and it...

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