Sunday Confessions: 6-30-24

"Season 3 of The Bear is mid."

I’ll be in the office four total times between now and July 14th. While I’m sure I’ll be working a bit remotely, I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t feeling a bit burnt out after back-to-back weeks with work trips put on top of them. I never love admitting being burnt out, but I do love admitting that I’m ready for a family vacation.

Do I feel a bit guilty for saying that? Sure. But not as guilty as a lot of this week’s confessions.

---

My team is so burnt out at work. Nothing is getting done this week.

The fakeness at my work is insufferable.

I shaved my thighs for Thigh Guy Summer.

I don’t think I’m capable of loving anyone other than myself.

I want to break up with my boyfriend but we have a dog together and I can’t lose him.

Food poisoning hit at the airport before a 10 hour flight. Took an entire pack of Imodium.

started making a guest list for my wedding. realizing i have about five real friends. shall be a desolate reception. yikes

I am moving away from family, but haven’t shared the news with my family.. A new journey for me.

i live with my mother and i hate her.

I miss my ex.

I’ve been trying to get sober seriously for a few months now after binge drinking each weekend for over 15 years. I’m feeling hopeful this time because the feeling of wishing I’d rather be out drinking isn’t as strong as it has been. I know it’s likely that I may lose friendships. I’d rather be “lonely” while prioritizing my health and true happiness than feeling stuck in an endless cycle of drinking too much, being hungover riddled with anxiety, and breaking promises to myself.

I’m taking my husband to watch Girls Aloud in Liverpool as he fancies Kimberley (odd considering Cheryl?! But cute) and to get through it I purchased edibles from a guy known as ‘The Dank Man’

Sometimes I wish these weren’t so anonymous because every Monday I read them and think, yes girl let’s chat!

Editor’s Note: You have no idea.

Aperol spritzes are not good.

Birthday this week, in my mid thirties. Successful career, own a house, have hobbies and a lot of friends but they are all married with kids. Single and never have felt lonelier in my life wondering when it will be my turn.

I wonder what my life would have been if I married my rich ex-boyfriend instead of my husband.

I feel guilty that I’m really happy in life and I know a lot of ppl in my life aren’t. I just want to shout from the rooftops “If you want more, go get it!!! No one else will for you.”

Every Sunday I am anxious for Monday because I hate my job. I am an architect and a perfectionist, it’s the worst combination. My creativity is scared and I am feeling overwhelmed.

Told myself I wasn’t going to hook up with my situationship anymore and after 8 months a caved in after a night of drinking with him

After over 40 years of a seemingly almost perfect marriage, my mother left my father, who then had a health crisis. He survived and he’s been on this path of self love and healing and he’s been slowly spilling the tea about their marriage that we didn’t see as kids. I have lost almost all respect for her, specially since she’s been trying to give me her side of the story as a victim and I have been acting like we’re fine. I just… don’t like her and it’s a hard pill to swallow.

i am faking that i am this cool, chilled, intimidating person with no feelings but in the inside my anxiety is eating me alive

I woke up and found a vibrator in my garden. Right in the middle of the lawn. assumed it wasn’t mine but I just checked my drawer. It was either one of the cats, the dog I was dog sitting or the fox.

went out in chicago on friday night. had a very expensive dinner of oysters rockefeller, steak, potatoes, and key lime pie with friends. however i don’t remember anything past 7pm or eating any of the aforementioned items. and was very rudely on a “very important” phone call with a coworker the entire time we were at said fancy dinner but i have no recollection of what was said on either side of the conversation. moral of the story: don’t mix vodka and whiskey, kids.

I hate going to weddings. I find them so boring.

Heard my SIL say I look like the “help” because my hair is always up and I don’t ever wear dresses so I play with the kids on the floor. Pretty good description seeing as she has hired live in help for hers and doesn’t have a job. I overheard her asking her nanny if youngest could have a piece of bread. I’d rather know if my kids can eat a piece of bread than have my hair down. Bitch.

My wife just had a baby Friday. We’re not missing any euro cup games.

Realizing how narcissistic my friend/roommate is and don’t know how to distance myself.

Rented an apartment this week and still terrified it’s somehow a scam and my accounts will be drained.

Got too drunk at a meet up and started talking to my favorite podcaster about a random supper club without introducing myself, shaking his hand, or telling him how much I love the pods.

Sometimes I say that my Door Dash delivery was not delivered to my house. This is technically true and I also still go retrieve it from my neighbors porch and enjoy the free meal after reporting it MIA.

I was proposed to in a bar. I was shitfaced. He was ringless and penniless. I said yes then proceeded to buy my own engagement ring.

My bf’s family sucks. Salsa at a Mexican restaurant is too spicy for them. If you order anything besides water they raise their eye brows, and they never, ever discuss emotions. The one time I cried in front of his mom she didn’t know what to do. I’ve started wondering if I can handle having these people as in-laws/potential grandparents to my future children…

I am so tired and overworked that I fell the stairs during my walk. I barely can stand. There’s no elevator at my office building. My office in the 5th floor.

Uprooted my life for my partner and kids. They will never know how difficult it’s been for me, how difficult it will always be for me.

Going on a date with my coworker.. we work in a small startup and I’m so excited.

My boyfriend quit smoking and now his breath is terrible. Happy he’s quit but now have to break this news…

Did a bunch of ecstasy this weekend and found myself talking about aliens, Christ consciousness, and taught my new friends how to harness a tree’s energy. Oops.

I’m mad that my boss is off this week because now I can’t throw my weekly fit and get attention.

When I use the bathroom at my friend’s houses, I turn their toilet paper to the CORRECT direction. (Over, not under!)

Editor’s Note: If they have kids, they’re going to hate that you did this.

Maybe it’s just me, but I feel like my best friend is always trying to one-up me.

Wife and I are trying to save money, and I bought the ALD Lesvos shirt using a credit card she doesn’t check. Hopefully she never finds out how much I spent.

Still thinking about the hottest 2.5 hour hookup on Saturday night. It’s good to be back.

I hosted a bday party for all my friends where I paid for everyone. I also make the least out of all my friends. I barely received thank yous from a third of attendees - it hurts that friends can’t even send a simple note afterwards and makes me question whether I should even bother next year.

I started seeing a guy 20 years older than me. I really like him.

I only had 4 beers last night and I had the hangover from hell today. Lost a day of my life basically. Getting old sucks.

Season 3 of The Bear is mid.

One time when I was a teen I ate 3 pieces of the wedding cake at my uncle’s wedding and then my grandma didn’t get a piece. It’s been almost 15 years and she still talks about how she didn’t get a piece of her son’s wedding cake.

After a great interview last week, I’m (very cautiously) optimistic that I’ll get an offer for my dream job in the next few days!

Job hunting is brutal on my mental health. Manifesting here on receiving an interview or even a positive email back this week.

I hate married people.

Blacked out at my best friend’s wedding before the sun went down. Spent the next day subtly trying to piece my night together as if I wasn’t total asshat.

i am so effing chronically single it hurts. i haven’t been able to hold onto a talking stage for more than a month, have been single officially for 7 years. all my friends are engaged, married, or coupled at the very least. i always feel like the odd man out and the one that’s always getting the other odd man out invited for them. it’s literally taking everything in me to not give up.

Mom got wasted at my wedding Saturday night and spent the WHOLE reception flirting with my father in law right in front of my MIL

A contracted staff of mine, who I’ve been working to move their position internally to hire them on in my org, asked me last week for a reference for a different position in my org than the one I’m posting (that will make a higher salary than mine). I wrote a fair and honest review, while wishing her luck. But I hope if she gets it she’ll be more miserable than I am currently in mine role.

One of my best friends is moving a few hours away. It’ll be a good move for their family but I’m devastated.

I have terrible imposter syndrome.

It took me years to want to stay sober and now I’m bored all the time. But in a good way…most of the time. Now I just have this clarity and I’m suddenly trying to figure out wtf to do with all this time and energy.

---

Have a good (hopefully) short week, everyone!

---