Sunday Confessions: 2-11-24
"Every day is the same and I’m worried that’s just how it is now."
There are those who say that the Monday after the Super Bowl is the worst Monday of the year.
I am not one of those people.
But whether it’s the overindulgence, the post-football season hangover, or simply the actual hangover, I do understand why people would take that stance. There’s something raw about the feeling after the game is over, and I think this week’s submissions reflect that. Whew.
Submitted anonymously and presented unedited to you, this week’s confessions.
I hate my extremely stressful job with a fiery passion, but also am such a perfectionist that I won’t quit because I don’t want it to appear that I can’t handle the stress. What is wrong with me?
My boyfriend dumped me via text on Monday. I know it was the right move and I’m better off without him, but I’ve had spicy dreams about him every night since.
I’m exhausted and want someone to volunteer to take my kid for a day so I can get a fucking break.
I was hoping I’d hear from my “friend with benefits” all weekend. Nope, nothing, now I’m sad about it.
I’m daydreaming about blowing my life up. Quit my job, break up with my boyfriend, and move countries kinda vibes.
Woke up and realized I was sexting a married man from 1 to 4 am.
I know everyone is expecting me to have kids but no part of me wants to go through pregnancy, I wish people would stop putting so much pressure on me about it.
My kid annoys me.
Hooked up with a guy at a wedding, barely remember the whole ordeal. Now major hangxiety.
Dating a guy for a few months and suddenly gone radio silent except for 1 text in a week. Losing my mind over it. I know I should let go but really don’t want to. Somehow feels harder than some of the long relationships I’ve ended even though it was so short.
Broke up with significant other last week. Relieved to have a relaxing Valentine’s Day consisting of a homemade ribeye steak and a martini.
Every day is the same and I’m worried that’s just how it is now.
Secretly slept with a coworker multiple times. Out of nowhere they started openly dating another coworker. There’s definite overlap. Everyone ooo’s and ahhh’s over it and only I know.
My bf and I are pursuing fertility treatment and not telling anyone. If we get pregnant we will act like it is a surprise….
I’ve been friends with this guys for a long time, through marriage and divorce. He has been super helpful when I’ve needed it the most. He is married. We ended up hooking up. I feel terrible but would be lying if I said I don’t want it again. I’m a horrible person.
I’m going on Ozempic and not telling a soul. Not even my husband.
Getting married in two weeks and every night for the past month I’ve dreamed of my exes and every person I’ve ever had a sexual encounter with.
I had sex with a bartended in a bathroom at his work at a work event. Worried people know and I’m gonna get fired.
I want to marry my boyfriend.
So over bachelorette weekends being so expensive… like, can I still be a great friend and not be expected to spend over a fortune on a bachelorette weekend?
My partner and I are planning to move in together soon and I'm honestly dreading the experience of having to leave a space that I have gotten to really make My Home and can retreat to be alone at. I'm excited to be together, but also really sad about leaving this era of my life behind.
I’ve been waiting to get my bonus before deciding to quit my job.
Yesterday officially ended a 20+ year friendship with my best friend and she’s so self absorbed she doesn’t even realize it.
Hiding in the bathtub during the Super Bowl party at my house.
I hate all of my wedding photos.
I got black out drunk last night, threw up on public transport in front of everyone. Hate my life today.
Borrowed a few thousand dollars from my wedding fund…fiancé found out and now won’t speak to me.
My dad has stage 4 cancer and I don’t know how I’m supposed to be able to perform at work in the midst of so much grief and sorrow and caring for him. I am exhausted. But I still feel embarrassed that I am struggling so much.
I’m dating someone but I have fantasies about my apartment’s security guy.
Been “faking” it at my job for 2 years now. Haven’t failed once yet!
I did a pub crawl as the only one sober but enjoyed it more than if I would have been drinking.
I’m 12 weeks pregnant, was craving a spicy tuna roll even though you’re not supposed to eat sushi, had it, and have been throwing up for 12+ hours.
I’m pretty sure I’m being quiet fired from my job. But I don’t wanna quit out of spite. I want them to grow the balls and actually fire me. Put me out of my misery.
Yesterday I went to a new-ish friend’s birthday party and weirdly told them “I love you” as I was saying goodbye. At this point I’d like to evaporate and never see them again but we work together.
My thumb is sore from scrolling TikTok.
Stated our neighbor-and-friend’s wife “can be a b*tch” in a group chat. Forgot her husband was in the group chat. Now we’re just neighbors, not friends. Did not mean it to be mean, just honest. Oops.
We went to a Super Bowl party in the burbs where my fiancée’s friends live. They all have children and I hate them.
Here’s a chaser for your Monday:
