Sunday Confessions: 2-8-26

"I could watch Bad Bunny thrust all day and my husband certainly knows it."

Welcome to Sunday Confessions. Each Sunday through Sunday Scaries Instagram stories, readers submit their totally-anonymous confessions. Because sometimes it just feels good to get off your chest.

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My statistics from last night’s Super Bowl:

• Like three snaps watched.

• Seven (7) Trader Joe’s Buffalo Chicken Poppers.

• Zero (0) alcoholic beverages.

• Three (3) trips to the refrigerator for Jeni’s Double Dough ice cream.

And it was incredible. What was even more incredible was going through confessions and seeing the exact time Bad Bunny hit the stage based on submissions alone.

Here they are.

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Got blackout at my mom’s birthday lunch. By 4 pm. I’m 44.

After I quick my job, I hid raw shrimp all around the office. I work with a bunch of lazy men that never helped clean.

We got a new puppy and when I pick her eye boogers I feed them to her.

I worry no one will pluck my chin hairs and shave my mustache when I’m dead and I’ll look like a troll at my funeral.

Told him I was finished with our back and forth when he texted me yesterday. Woke up in his bed this morning.

Spent 18 hours traveling and I kind of liked the way my feet smelled after it.

My ex texted me “Turista” by Bad Bunny with a pic of my dog and me at the beach, then wrote, “I should delete your photos, I miss you.” Why is he ruining Bad Bunny for me in Benito Bowl Sunday?

I really want to take a flight out the state to avoid the burden which is valentine’s this weekend with the girl I’ve been seeing.

I don’t brush my teeth before going to bed, never have. 39 and no cavities.

I never thought I would be secretly head over heels for a guy named Mike… but, goddamn everyday this blue eyed guy makes me want to ruin my life.

I don’t wash my hands when I’m out at bars because I’m worried it will take too long and the women in line behind me will be mad at me.

I am sleeping with a political figure.

Did not realize my level of emotional fragility until I played Blink-182 on my drive to work and cried for 15 straight minutes.

The amount that I am jealous of the woman at the gym today who had a visible bite mark on her shoulder...

My dog threw up in my husband’s favorite shoes while he was at work. Rather than cleaning them up and telling him – I put them in a trash bag and drove to the gas station down the block to throw them away so he wouldn’t find them in our bin. He’s been looking for them for over a week. I keep playing dumb.

I strategically plan when I load the dishwasher so my roommate is the one who has to empty it.

While entering the days I had sex and how many orgasms into my period tracker, I didn’t notice my coworker looking over my shoulder.

I charge one of my clients more because she’s not subtle about being die hard MAGA.

Living alone and working from home the last 4.5 years has made me so awkward I’m incapable of having a normal human interaction.

Plucked my nipple hairs after I saw someone talk about it on confessions a few weeks ago. Didn’t mind it, will be doing again.

On my husband’s company trip and realizing I can’t be jealous about the “company wife” because she is cool af and she can be my wife too.

I became friends with a “cool girl” and it’s painful. Sends a ‘how’s your day’ text every single day and I hate it.

I purposely planned something with my friends out of town on my MIL’s birthday.

A friend and lover is moving out of the country over the summer and offering me to go with him. The temperature is 75° year-round. I’m very close to saying yes.

I took an edible last night and couldn’t get up for church today. I’m a leader in my church, I should feel guilty but I feel free and relaxed and wondering if it’s time to leave the church.

I still use the short urinals when given the option.

Had dinner at a Michelin star restaurant and got violently sick shortly after. Still upset that the most expensive meal of a week’s trip almost killed me.

My coworker is into me but I just want to sleep with him.

My husband refused to watch the Bad Bunny halftime show so I watched it behind his back.

Been out of a relationship for so long I started giving out fake phone numbers at the bar so I don’t lost my independence and sanity.

I use YouTube Music.

I absolutely hate when Spin Class instructors say unclipping from the bike is “the hardest part of class.”

Often regret marrying for love, rather than for money.

I am so sick of the weird things that are becoming the catalysts for division. Who knew the halftime performance (which aren’t historically great) would be so controversial. I hate every second of it.

I’m exceptional at the Sunday crossword on gummies.

Ricky Martin can still get (I am a married woman).

Crushing hard on my British, ginger client. It’s so easy to confuse him just being British vs being flirty, but the latter is so much more fun.

Back in 2008, I had a drunken one night stand with a country artist (that performed in the TPUSA halftime show) after he played at the local fair. I have pics to prove but am forever beyond mortified to ever show anyone as I lean very heavily on the left.

I could watch Bad Bunny thrust all day and my husband certainly knows it.

Knowing I have a package on the way is the only thing that gets me up in the morning.

I snooped in my bosses outlook calendar and saw that sh was in a meeting with the CEO, CHRO and director of HR on Friday at 4:30 PM. Something big is happening and I’ve anxiety all weekend.

I told everyone that I already had plans for the Super Bowl but really I just wanted to spend the evening in alone. Best decision.

I had the tasting menu at a prestigious restaurant and hated it. I had to pretend it was really good and worth the money while wishing I had just gone for a burger.

I’m 40F, have been married for two years, and just realized a few weeks ago I’ve been wearing my wedding band and engagement ring in the wrong order this whole time. I thought the wedding band went on second because you received it second?! I wonder if anyone noticed and has been secretly judging me.

I’m so turned on by all this Bad Bunny content. I need to get laid immediately.

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