Sunday Confessions: 4-21-24
"I love secret watching what he's watching."
My wife recently asked me, “Which one was yours this week?” I didn’t really know what she was talking about. “From Sunday Confessions,” she pushed, “You said you always include one of your own.”
And it was at that moment that I realized I forgot to keep doing that after about the second week of doing these. Which is fine, I just hope no one out there has over-scrutinized anything they’ve read.
So my confession this week? I’ve under-confessed.
This week’s confessions.
I cancelled a date yesterday but really I had a better networking opportunity come up. The most DC sentence ever.
Laying in bed writing my resignation letter and can’t wait to submit it tomorrow.
I keep having sex dreams about Cillian Murphy.
I signed an NDA and I can blab in a few days about it but I am DYING inside.
After 7 months of unemployment, being on the brink of moving home, and being at the end of grad school…I couldn’t be more excited to embrace Sunday Scaries again!
I have a major crush with my boss. We spend our work days together, lunch together, we flirt. This is becoming a thing, and now I cannot stop fantasizing with him even during weekends. We are both married.
Just found out I’m pregnant for the first time! At 40. Eeek!
I’m having sex dreams about someone I work with who is a known asshole to counter the fact I haven’t been physical with my partner since January.
I spent $400 on groceries - majority of which my toddler throws, spits out or runs through his hair and all I want to do is go back 10 years and be at a Vegas pool party drinking $100 vodka cocktails off someone else’s tab while cooking my skin and watching everyone admire my spray tanned abs.
I have a friend who constantly invites herself to things and it makes me not want to tell her anything.
I found out my BFF is cheating on her husband and now I absolutely hate her.
My boss said to me out of nowhere that he’s seeing a decline in my willingness to perform because I didn’t order a croissant via slack. Now my willingness to perform has actually declined and I’m looking for a new gig because of that feedback.
I’m a 30-something who desperately wants the teens bagging my groceries to think I’m cool and relatable. Smh.
All my friends are either moms or 30-something singles traveling the world. I've been trying to get pregnant for a year and feel like I don't relate to any of them anymore.
Landed my dream job (or what I thought was my dream job) a few years ago but my boss has made me hate it and now I think about quitting at least 3 times a week.
Office politics have gotten bad over the past few weeks, and my job is trying to squeeze me out and quiet fire me. Jokes on them, I’m already leaving.
Quitting my job to do a freelance summer. Super nervous but also excited to have more freedom, and collaborate with people that respect me.
Made out with my boss’ son at the bar last night… I knew who he was the whole time.
My husband and I are stuck being friends with a couple that absolutely sucks. He’s a jerkoff and she constantly complaints about everything. The nail in the coffin is realizing they’re bad parents to their kids. I hate it here.
I feel like my closest friends have all moved away from the city, I’m annoyed with the ones who are still here, and I don’t know how to make new friends at this age.
Can’t stop online stalking my ex and his new girlfriend.
I can't get on board with the T. Swift Idolization. It's mayhem.
Disliking Taylor Swift is not a personality trait. You can dislike her/her music without needing to post about it all over the internet. Grow up.
Editor’s Note: The previous two submissions were, in fact, received back-to-back.
I am feeling so anxious about my body leading up to my wedding day because I’m not a size 2 Pinterest bride.
I miss him.
Went home Friday night with a guy I just met, slept with him before I left on Saturday morning and then met up with my situationship saturday afternoon and slept with him too.
I really clicked with this guy on Instagram and we started chatting regularly. We don’t live in the same state but it turned very flirty very fast and suddenly we were sexting and sending photos back and forth. Three full days of intimate messages, he tells me he’s married. With two kids. He was very honest about it and laid it all out and apologized for not immediately stopping the sexy messages but felt this connection so strongly he couldn’t resist. He said I could block him or continue to see where this connection goes. This was 2 weeks ago. We’re still talking. I’m the other woman in an emotional affair and honestly, I don’t even care.
I only have 1 friend and I don’t know how to make more. I don’t really have hobbies that include others and I work in an older industry, so no one is my age. It is deeply embarrassing and makes me depressed.
I hacked into my husband’s porn account and he has no idea. I love secretly watching what’s he’s watching. Our sex life has never been more fun.
I don’t have motivation to do anything productive since the weather started being nice again. Is it the eclipse/astrology stuff or the fact that deep inside I know I’m supposed to be a lady of leisure?
As a single 26 y/o woman, am I SICK and tired of being judged by my peers for wanting to live a quiet, comfortable life, with no interest in dating or marriage because I’m content with my life. I’m not forcing things anymore — being judged for being happy with myself is NOT it.
I am taking weight loss injections but feel ashamed so I lie and tell everyone how much I’ve changed my habits instead.
I hate my over dramatic coworker but it's like watching a wreck I can't look away.
Looking for a job and not having any luck. Unemployment is a joke, I’ve run through my EF and had to pull money from my 401k to stay afloat. Been several months, and it’s getting harder to stay positive, and that only makes me feel worse. This system sucks, capitalism sucks.