Sunday Confessions: 10-20-24

"Taco Bell rewards points: 2,548."

Going through these confessions every Monday morning is always an interesting study. This week, I had more confessions about breaking up with friends and weight-loss shots than I’ve ever received before. While I think pretty much everyone should break up with their toxic friends, I still wonder why mid-October is when this behavior has decided to peak. I’m probably overthinking it because as my therapist recently told me, “Will, you’re an overthinker.” But if I’ve learned anything from the confessions I’ve been posting since January, we all are.

Here are this week’s totally anonymous confessions.

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I only have $10 in my account and still looking for a job.

Going on my first business trip tomorrow and I'm nervous! But also excited.

I’m trying to ghost my friend but I feel bad. The vibes are off and I’m ready to move on but she wouldn’t understand if I told her that.

I have thousands of followers but very few IRL people. I’m the loneliest I have ever been and despite best efforts to change it, it feels like I’m stuck in this season forever sometimes.

Taking my vitamins at night in the dark was not a good idea, it wasn’t a vitamin it was laxatives.

If I ever get access to someone’s phone, I turn on their read receipts to my texts. Up to 7 people so far.

I masturbated with a guy on Discord while he controlled my toy, best thing ever.

I’m going on my first sober date in my life and I’m scared I’m boring without alcohol.

I am looking forward to the day when he texts me and I get to reply, "Sorry, who is this?”

Can’t stop thinking about that q-tip comment from a few weeks ago. Man, I am so turned on by the thought of cleaning my ears. It’s so cathartic. That person is probably my soulmate.

I finally cut my friend off who’s been copying me and I’ve never been better.

Stopped taking my Prozac cold turkey 5 weeks ago. I keep telling everyone I’ve never felt better and I’m doing great! So great!! I constantly feel like I’m drowning, nothing stimulates me, and I don’t want to get out of bed.

Got a meeting with my boss and the MD tomorrow. Worried I’m going to tell them to fuck off or quit and never go back again.

I’m talking to a married man in my LinkedIn DMs.

A guy I’ve been going out with for a few weeks told me “I love you” and I pretended not to hear it.

Struggling with infertility stuff and resentment that terrible people seem to just be able to sneeze out babies at will.

I ran into a colleague outside of the office Friday night and he gave me a lingering hug. Now I can’t stop having steamy thoughts about him.

I absolutely love live music. But I’ve gotten such bad anxiety about the crowds that I’ve skipped the last 5 concerts I bought tickets to. I have tickets to a show tonight and the scaries are kicking in…

Have never been a girl that approaches guys at a bar. Finally decided to go for it last night and ended up getting multiple numbers. They all texted me this morning to set up dates this week. I feel bad ass.

I drank way too much this weekend and that is the last time I ever want to say that sentence.

Sometimes I wish social media would shut down for a few days and force a collective break because people are getting too weird.

Not sure if I really want a third baby or if I just want the attention that comes from being pregnant and having a new baby.

I’m panicking about my period being late and I don’t have the option I need where I live.

Thought I was being love bombed, turns out I’m just wholly not used to being treated well. Thank you hot rabbi Adam Brody for calling this to my attention.

I’m half-jealous/half-judgy of people on weight loss shots.

Nothing makes me question every career choice I’ve ever made like coming back to work after two weeks off.

Two espresso martinis were enough to tell him that I can’t wait to see him.

Maybe I don’t like traveling as much as I thought I did. Like, I think I want to see the world but not deal with the inefficient American airports.

Anytime my dog needs a bath, I bring him in the shower with me while I also shower. I thinks it's efficient.

Delusional enough to think it’s meant to be.

I’m a 27 year old virgin and I’m terrified I’ll never have that connection with someone.

Started Ozempic 6 months ago and my confidence has been restored. Is that a major life change I smell?

Taco Bell rewards points: 2,548.

Last night I drank 12 High Noons by myself while listening to Taylor Swift under my twinkly lights in my backyard.

Due to a downturn in business, my husband and I are temporarily living at his parents and I hid their vote by mail ballots because of who they support.

I want to start posting content but am afraid of small town friends and family judging the fuck out of me. I might scrap all my socials and start fresh, unconnected from my contacts so no one finds me.

This weekend, I made out with the bouncer at a bar. Twice.

I went to Peru with a work colleague and I secretly wanted to bang her the entire trip.

My boyfriend went to a rave until 8 AM on Saturday and I can’t stop wondering if he cheated but I don’t want to seem untrusting. Do people go to a rave all night and NOT at least make out with someone?

I honestly hate Crocs.

I think the ‘brat’ album is just okay.

I keep finding myself imagining what every bald man I meet would look like with a full head of hair. Should I see a therapist?

My in-laws are the worst. They don’t even attempt to see us or their grandchildren even though they live close.

I had a wet dream last night. I’m 27.

my sister’s wedding was this weekend and i am SO relieved it’s finally over.

I absolutely despise finger tattoos.

Doing a foot peel brings me pure joy. Don’t interrupt me while I peel like a serpent.

I’m so touch deprived a long hug and a forehead kiss would give me an orgasm.

Someone asked me what party I went to because I am so morbidly hungover. I had to tell them it was from drinking in my garage with my friend watching the Eras tour until 3am.

My toddler doesn’t really like Bluey, but every so often will request it and when I watch with her, it reminds me of how in love I am with her dad. Bluey’s parents are so funny and in love. Gets me in the mood more than a spicy book tbh.

My work crush resigned and he was the only motivation I had to continue working for the company.

The 17 diapers trend on TikTok and the editors note to a confessor last week that she’s a “good mom” has made me cry every time I think of it this week. Postpartum 15 years and still struggling.

Had a little car play with a crush and then two hours later my ex called so I went and hooked up with him and had a sleepover. I think I’m currently having a manic episode.

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