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Hey next time

You go for that bottle of booze, think about this. Its not going to help anything, probably make things worse. You think your fun and strong and unstopable, life of the party, out going. But your not! and you can and will probably say mean hurtful things, maybe hurt someone and generally act like a drunken Asshole most times! ,And do crazy stuff you would nt normally do.. So next morning you wake up, headache size of Manhattan, so dry and achey, lots of puking, cant even drink water because gasoline and water dont mix. Basicly thats what booze is. It wont solve your problems, you will loosen your pocketbook though. Cheers Try Weed:)

This is how it goes

I just bought a Christmas sweater. Not too cheap, but not too extravagant or anything. Kinda tacky, but a bit subtle. It was red. I just know I’m gonna wear this once a year then put it back in the closet and save it for next year. And the year after that then the year after that.

Don't let the moment pass

Everyone has trials and tribulations. No one has walked in our shoes, and I have never walked in anyone elses. I have learned though, when the pendulum swings, like it has for me for the time, to not let the moment pass without stopping to live it. Pumping the brakes as I run for the bus... not today. Stop. Breathe. When the good days are here, don't start thinking about how to take on the stress when it comes back, which it will. Stop. Today the world is beautiful. Rainy and cold. But beautiful. It'll be lonely other days. But not today. <3

Music sharing is more intimate than sex

I know. It sounds absurd. But musical taste tells a lot about person. Once I dated a guy that I thought shared my musical taste and also expanded my music library with really great selections. Then I realized that he was actually into bad 90's emo music and really lame edm. The music he shared with me was usurped from the other women he was dating at the same time. I wish I could get their numbers from him, they all had great taste. In music. He was a total douchebag.

Blank Canvas

When you approach people with seething anger, dishonesty and a sense of entitlement, you don't deserve loving kindness in return. You deserve humble pie to the face. I made seconds knowing about your appetite for hubris.

Want to leave

I'm so stuck. Recently married but my spouse and I haven't talked in weeks. Think we made a mistake. Work has been so overwhelming: too busy and i'm expected to do things i've never done without any direction or help. Started regularly crying at work. Trying to find a place to live that I can afford and that I don't have to share and that is still in vancouver. On top of it trying to keep my anger in check as the wealthy shit all over this city and the people struggling to live here. Now i'm getting suicidal thoughts more often and just want to get away. Either move somewhere without telling anyone where or just fucking kill myself. I don't know. It's all too heavy, I can't breathe.

FWB

I don't have a great history with sex. Guys I've been with, I was basically a utilitarian piece. They were okay both sexually and in general. Last month I decided after a 2 year hiatus post horrific relationship and break-up, I'd give in to online "dating" and met a guy. Sex was amazing, he is gorgeous, and super sweet during, before and after sex. But now I'm getting feelings because of the niceness. The great sex is a super bonus, and I love our little chats. However, not knowing much about FWB dynamics, I assume he doesn't feel the same. Texts are just set ups for sexy times. But the sweetness when we are together gets me every time. I need this in my life constantly. Hopeless romantic.

save on meats

Save on meats is closing its diner and opening up a fast-food takeout only location in the old butcher shop. I dunno guess it just bums me out to lose such a warm and inviting casual place to chill in an otherwise cold neighborhood. I'll just eat my burger on the curb outside as protest.

Losing hope

I’m a single mom and was laid off a couple of months ago. I’m behind on my bills and got my first ei cheque a whopping $300. I can’t get my ex to help out because of course I chose a poor excuse of a father who refuses to step up. I wait for the system to do its part after I put in the papers but of course they are behind. I go to the food bank and am grateful for the people who donate and it helps but isn’t enough. I go to the library daily to apply for jobs and still nothing. I see other single parents struggling and they are working. I keep wondering when things will get better, I try to think optimistically so I don’t put my fear and anxiety onto my child because that’s what we do, we try to shield them from the hardships in life. But I feel like I’m losing hope that things will get better, and that scares me.

Envy?

I’ve always been a low key person, however, life has been kind to me for a while and, without expecting this, I’ve become kind of popular recently and complete strangers have started appreciating my work. It hurt me to see my friends’ reactions, ranging from disbelief to completely ignoring me. I’m still the same person to them and I rarely ( if ever) brag. Can’t people be happy for their peers anymore?

I SAW YOU

Walking with your dog

You were walking your dog with another girl on the street by Nelson Park and smiled and then said...

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