Welcome to Sunday Confessions. Each Sunday through Sunday Scaries Instagram stories, readers submit their totally-anonymous confessions. Because sometime it just feels good to get off your chest.
You know things are in disarray when even Sunday Confessions expire in less than 24 hours because they brought TikTok back. As someone who rarely uses TikTok because it’s too time-consuming and I can’t justify it, reading this week’s batch of confessions that consisted of 50% TikTok-related material was genuinely entertaining. That being said, some of you need to pick up a book or watch an indie film.
Here are this week’s confessions.
I just found out that at the ripe age of 28, my boyfriend didn’t know how to unsubscribe from an email. It gave me a slight ick.
I’m a 37 year old divorced woman and had the best date of my life this week. He’s 24.
I genuinely hate my friend’s fiancé. I’m officiating their wedding this summer.
Considering to move out of the country just to have TikTok.
I have a thing for my neurologist and I know it's wrong on so many levels but I don't care.
I fear the TikTok ban might help my screen time.
I’m excited to see my screen time drop by half tbh.
I cannot stand sharing a bed with my husband, he makes the most annoying noises, I want my own room.
I’m not that upset about TikTok. It was great for many things but seeing how much people depend on it for their sanity, mixed with parents turning their kids into influences was really dystopian. The only reason I want it back is so everyone will shut up.
I’m 40 and I’ve become a massive EDM fan again. I go to festivals and other shows. I think it’s because it makes me feel alive in what is otherwise a normal life with young kids. It’s become my escape.
My husband and I tell our friends we go to a Sunday spa but we really go to a sex club to fuck strangers!
Still obsessed with a guy who gave me an STI. (Been treated and cleared.)
found a pretty insane Reddit thread about a guy and had a sleep over with him anyway…
I steal something small every time that I go grocery shopping.
I’m moving to another state in the spring and no one knows this except for my therapist.
I read my boyfriend’s journal.
Met random strangers at the bar last night while watching the playoffs and had the best time. It made me realize we really do need to get out more and socialize.
I’m secretly addicted to checking my husband’s search history, taking a photo of the porn he watches, then watch it myself.
In college this hot girl came up to me at a bar and said “You could do better” when she saw me with my girlfriend. Several years later and I still wonder if she wanted to fuck me.
Read a few weeks ago that someone watches porn at work. Started doing it too… I really need to get laid.
2 years into married and I understand now why housewives from the 50s took Valium and Xanax to get through.
I had a meeting with the client I'm sleeping with this week. Sent him a photo of my tits before the meeting so he had no choice but to pay attention and approve whatever I asked. We fucked the next night. That's some customer service.
I hate when my boyfriend works from home because it takes away from my alone time.
I have the Find my Friends location of a girl I can’t stand and I’m addicted to checking it to make sure I don’t run into her anywhere. Although secretly wishing I do so I can tell her to fuck off.
Dry January-ers are the worst. Attention seeking, performative health used to look down on others. I’ll see you at the bar Feb 1 chugging martinis, hypocrites.
This year, I’m getting out there to make new friends. I’m embarrassed to say that at 29 years old, I still filter for fashionable, hot people when I should solely be focusing on connection.
I was ovulating so bad last week, I think I might have harassed an intern.
I almost never wear matching socks. You’re not going to see them anyway, so why does it matter?
My “old” friend group got stale to the point where we weren’t really even friends anymore. Now that I’ve found some new people I enjoy hanging out with even more, I can feel them resenting me for it. I feel like a bitch for saying this but… good? Maybe be better friends to people in the future??
Told the guy I was seeing I wasn’t ready for anything serious. The truth is I got the ick from his seeing his scrawny arms for the first time this winter season.
I want to cancel my Pilates membership but I’m afraid to talk to the owner.
I think I pulled a rib while getting tit fucked last night.
I used my child as an excuse to take a sick day. She went to daycare, I got stoned and went to an art museum and cocktails.
If you’re reading this, I regret everything. It’s ended up exactly how I thought it would.
My partner is looking for my input on renovating the bathroom in our flat… but I don’t see myself in this relationship or space for much longer…
I love how people are so mad that TikTok is down. I’m laughing inside.
The last two nights I’ve drank less but I did take a 25 mg gummy with my beer. Felt and slept so good. This might be my thing now.
I never put my phone on airplane mode on flights.
I would vote for Spencer Pratt if he decided one day to make a run for CA Governor or the Presidency.
My wife will tell me to switch out the old one, but sometimes I just reset the Brita filter light without changing the actual filter.
I accidentally drank a THC drink thinking it was CBD, got uncomfortably high during work hours on Friday and submitted a bunch of forms wrong.
I blew my chance with her 3.5 years ago. It still hurts. I hate it and I hate myself. I just want the pain to stop.
Doing dry January and actively trying to get pregnant and I really just want a glass of wine and I’m annoyed that if I do get pregnant I won’t be able to drink for so long.
I’m obsessed with my boyfriend’s ex. But not in the way you’d think. I think her instagram page is super cool & trendy & I love seeing her ideas. I can’t follow her because people would get the wrong idea but sometimes I look at her page for life inspiration.
I don't actually know the difference when people say Great Britain, England, and the UK. I assume it's all Europe.
I lasted 17 days doing Dry January. I drank because I did not notice a single difference in my body or mind.
I want to see Babygirl because I need new masturbating material.
I worry that I'm prematurely beginning to experience cognitive decline at the hands of TikTok and ChatGPT.
I’ve stopped wearing underwear and it’s amazing. Freeballing every day is way more comfortable. I don’t think I can go back. I love that there’s only a thin layer of material between me and the world now and it’s my own sexy secret.