Sunday Confessions: 5-11-25

"Actively encouraging my bff to marry for money instead of love."

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.

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Man, oh man, a lot of you hate Mother’s Day. I included very few complaints, though most of this week’s were people decompressing, complaining, or simply hating it with their whole heart. As someone who had a pleasant and great Mother’s Day yesterday, I hope something changes in the future and you can enjoy it.

Here are this week’s confessions.

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Solo traveling around Portugal and I don’t think I ever want to go on vacation with other people again.

Split from ex. Didn’t speak. Saw my ex. Kissed my ex. Fell back in love.

I don’t like mushrooms. I’ve never tried a mushroom but I know I don’t like them.

I want to wash my sheets daily after reading someone had not washed theirs in a year.

I often fantasize about women while having sex with my husband.

I told someone that is an author I loved a book they wrote when I actually thought their writing was terrible.

I’ve been faking an allergy for years simply because I didn’t like that food. Now I want to experience more delicious things but I’m committed to the bit.

i have to pay my friend back for a vacation i didn’t want to go on and im hoping she just forgets.

Tired of being the only friend that reaches out, why don’t my friends do the same?

I’m in love with someone I work with. He’s straight, I’m gay. I usually fall asleep thinking about him.

I don’t want to be around my kid for Mother’s Day. I want to be in a hotel, unlimited spa package and sipping mimosas by the pool.

I love seeing my naked neighbor.

I bought my bf the same cologne my ex used to wear because I missed the way he smelled.

I received an official diagnosis for depression and am starting Zoloft this week. I am equal parts scared, relieved, and (for the first time in a while) hopeful.

My CEO gave our whole company assigned reading of some bullshit networking book. Every morning for the last few weeks, I’ve opened my book, propped my head up on my elbow, and napped in my cubicle while pretending to read. Haven’t read an actual word of it yet.

I am 45 years old and just realized I’ve never washed the bottom of my cookwares.

I think I look objectively hotter when I’m tan, so I don’t use SPF as much as I should.

I miss hooking up regularly with a dumb jock who couldn’t bother to admit he is gay.

Sometimes I pee in the bathtub and stay in there.

If you're a man and I've sat next to you, I've definitely thought about your fingers.

Realized mid-date that the guy was my client's ex we've been talking about for almost a year. I'm a therapist.

Me and my (newish) boyfriend only say “I love you” when we’re drunk. We’re both too shy to say it or talk about it sober.

My best friend has been secretly sabotaging my character. She’s also somehow acquired my life over the years (my closest friends, my style, my car, my ex, even my mannerisms).

My husband and I are secure in our decision to not have kids, but spending time with close friends who all have kids never fails to make me feel like I’m being left behind in life.

Next month I turn 30 and all I want to do is quit my corporate job and move back home. Be a bum under my parent’s roof for a while, maybe travel a bit.

I’m $22,000 in credit card debt and I can’t seem to make any progress paying it off. I’m afraid I’ve ruined my future financially and I can’t bring myself to tell anyone about it due to my pride and the absolute overwhelming shame I feel every day.

I always scrub off my old self tan at the gym so that I can stain their towels instead of ruining my own white ones.

Resigned from my job and cannot wait to unearth all the secrets in the exit interview.

My husband and I started taking a GLP-1 and we haven’t told anyone. It’s the best thing we started doing.

Actively encouraging my bff to marry for money instead of love.

I’m obsessed with money. I always want to know how much something costs, how much you make, what is your house worth. I cannot help it and I don’t care if it’s rude.

I brush my teeth more than 10 times a year.

Someone said they used chatGPT as their therapist. Tried it. Shook. Can’t unsee the things it said.

I judge everyone for everything. I wish I could say I don’t like that about myself but I actually do.

I think we DoorDash more than our neighbors and it hurts my heart that we are the laziest in the cul-de-sac.

It annoys me when people who are “dog moms” or “cat moms” think Mother’s Day is for them. It absolutely is not. Motherhood is hard. Get a freaking grip.

There must be a German word for the particular sadness of staying at a hotel on Sunday night.

I got over served at a bar last night and asked a random guy if he wanted to have a threesome with me and my husband. Why.

Sometimes when my boss calls me and starts ranting I mute him and go about my things. He’s never noticed and always tells me how good I am at listening.

I’ve been a vegetarian for 7 years and accidentally ate some prosciutto my gram left on the table during Mother’s Day. I forgot how amazing it tasted and now that’s all I can think about… chicken cutlets and sliced deli meats. Will admit my stomach is in knots and I’m hugging the toilet bowl since it’s been years but I don’t even care that’s how good it was.

Annoys me when people say “ChatGBT.” Like I know your brain thinks that because of LGBT, but it makes you sound really stupid.

Every time I work from home and my boyfriend is at work I look for a hidden engagement ring around the house.

Vibrator died right before I came, ruined the entire rest of my day.

I’ve been using my wife’s nice face wash as hand soap because she’s mad at me for something I don’t think she should be mad at me for.

Switching to waterproof mascara because I can feel the workday breakdown coming this week.

I think I may use tears as a weapon tomorrow.

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