Sunday Confessions: 1-28-24

"I’m kinda annoyed at how many of my friends low-balled my wedding gifts."

I spent the hour before bed last night reluctantly cancelling flights to Las Vegas for The Super Bowl. “If the Lions ever make it to the Super Bowl, I’m going,” is something I’ve said my entire life without ever thinking it would come true. Last night, that notion was all but confirmed.

When I woke up this morning, I had that gross feeling of knowing a fun playoff run is over and ESPN will be unwatchable for the next few days (even though it’s already unwatchable as it is). But I also had the silver lining of saving money at the expense of something that still would’ve brought me more joy than I can really comprehend. Do I feel guilty for having a silver lining with something I’ve wanted so badly since I was a kid? Yeah, yeah, I do.

If you have a confession of your own, drop it here anonymously. Without further ado, this week’s confessions.

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Found out I’m 5 weeks pregnant and can’t tell anyone yet.

Tried to surprise my boyfriend for the weekend but he didn’t reply to my calls or messages. Literally all packed up with no where to go.

I’ve passed school and trained 3 years for a profession I thought I loved, but now I don’t know if I’m meant for it.

I hate my career now. I’ve been working in HR for 7 years and I absolutely hate it. I dread Sundays because I know have another 5 days of pretending to be something I’m not. My brain is always on high alert and my anxiety towards work has caused me to take prescription medicine. I hate it.

I’ve been dating two guys at once. I can’t decide which one I like better and one has finally asked me to be his gf. I might say yes and secretly date the other guy still. I’m not sure. I’m for sure a horrible person.

Had a dream about a high school crush, messaged him to tell him about it and pretty sure he has no idea who I am.

I got married last May and I’ve been incredibly unhappy. I want a divorce and don’t know how to tell him.

Spent the week at a Corporate Retreat, my biggest takeaway, everyone’s a sloppy drunk, and no matter how well you perform only two people on your team of 15 are allowed to be titled “exceeds expectations” and eligible for raises and bonuses. Time to start rage applying.

I dream about my boss all the time. But don’t want a relationship with him. He's really not someone I would be interested in. Also we’re both married.

Paralegal at a law firm. Been hooking up with the managing partner for 4 months. Also, he’s 20 years older than me.

I’m sleeping with a friend of mine and their divorce isn’t final. It’s good.

Every Sunday I get to see the person I love, and then go home with the person I'm married to.

Went on a solo date last night, it ended with me falling asleep at a bus stop at 3am waiting for my Uber, driver was nice enough to drag me into the car and take me home still.

I’m really into my guy, but navigating his son and ex wife is really weighing on me. My role isn’t step mom, it’s supportive babysitter?

I’m delusional and still think the guy who sends one text every three days could be the love of my life.

I’ve been hooking up with someone who is into open relationships. It’s great but now I think I want more exclusivity and I’m afraid it’ll push him away if I say that…blahhhhh.

I cheated on my boyfriend of four years and I don’t know how to tell him. I regret it and it didn’t mean anything.

I only want to drink White Claws or rosé and I absolutely don’t care how tacky it is anymore.

I’m in love.

I quit my job working as the assistant to a billionaire’s crazy wife on Friday, with no firm job offer in the wings. I finally have my life back. I managed to get away with my dignity and her iPhone charger. I’ll call it a win.

My company had a mass layoff last week. Some of my co-workers are gone now. I watched my Inbox like a hawk hoping for the 1:1 invite from my boss. Sadly, it didn't come.

My grandma just passed away and the guy I’m dating seriously is sending me reels to “cheer me up.” I’ve decided he’s getting dumped.

I've been so desperate to get my husband to "surprise me" with Broadway tickets that I've been speaking the name of it into his phone when he's not around. I escalated to googling it then closing the tab. Last night he basically saw me with his phone but didn't react. I think the real confession is that I wish my partner was smart enough to remember what I want for my birthday instead of taking a wild stab and giving me a candle.

No longer dreading Mondays because THAT coworker is gone.

I’m kinda annoyed at how many of my friends low-balled my wedding gifts.

I hate planning vacations with my friends. They act selfish and it’s annoying as fuck.

I’m paying for Hinge and Bumble premium and haven’t been able to get a date in months, things are bleak.

Today’s my last day of a 4-month maternity leave. I know 16 weeks is a really great benefit for people in the US, but it is definitely not enough time. I don’t feel the mom guilt of working and sending my baby to daycare. I feel guilt for being an employee who is now a mom and knowing that I will need to half-ass work in order to keep it all together. MAJOR Sunday scaries tonight.

Most of my friends get on my nerves.

I threw up in my scarf in the Uber back to avoid getting charged.

Went on a date. He told me he worked in public relations… yeah, he pulled me over later the next morning.

I regret my fiancé.

I think my husband hates me but stays because he can’t parent solo.

My husband's friend and bandmate asked if I wanted to sext with him.

I wish I was younger because all the friends I’ve met lately are 5ish years younger but much better people/friends than the ones my own age.

Enjoy your Monday, everyone. We’ll get through it this week.

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