Sunday Confessions: 7-20-25
"I had chicken fingers for 3 meals in a row this weekend."
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.
Some things I need to get off my chest:
Last night’s dinner was my first non-local pizza joint meal of the weekend.
The Coldplay Couple news cycle has gotten tired and weird. I get that the couple somewhat deserves the public shaming, but the kids now get to see their faces blurred on New York Post.
I can’t tell if I’m sleeping better or worse with the new bedding we got.
Anyway, here are this week’s confessions.
I went on a date last night, the guy took one look at me and said “no thanks.”
Whenever I go to WholeFoods I get two scones from the self serve counter and when I use self checkout, I only pay for one.
My ex and I broke up a year ago but we still secretly hang out and have sex. I know we’ll never get back together but I can’t seem to give it up, and I’m scared I’ll end up alone once we finally sever ties.
I had chicken fingers for 3 meals in a row this weekend (Friday lunch, Friday dinner, Saturday lunch) from 3 different places.
I started microdosing LSD.
My husband and I brought sex toys into the picture and now we can’t stop having sex daily. Sometimes multiple times a day.
I asked my terrible ex to spend the night recently because I was feeling down and lonely and just needed some companionship. We didn’t do anything besides sleep, and it did actually make me feel better.
I wonder if his boyfriend knows he’s not just “sleeping on my couch” when he’s drunk.
When I see an influencer post a product I like, I intentionally don’t use their link to buy the product.
I used to be a fitness instructor and they never took away my access so I take myself out of classes last minute to avoid the $15 late cancelation fee.
I used my dad’s birthday to get out of plans on Saturday. It wasn’t his birthday and I don’t talk to my dad.
I never had a butt cheek ingrown hair before my 30s. Now I feel personally attacked and mildly betrayed by my own body.
I’m newly divorced and was approached by a man 18 years my junior to be his FWB. Let’s just say I never knew what I was missing. Being a cougar is my new calling.
The Cut article on whether cheating is ok if you end up with the love of your life is my Roman Empire.
Sometimes when I’m really cold I put my hands on my boyfriend’s balls to warm me up.
I stole a shirt out of my mom's closet but it didn't fit and I never gave it back, and now I don't know where it is. She'd lost a ton of weight due to illness and I figured she wouldn't miss it. Well, two years later she is healthy again and is now she is so sad because she cannot find this stolen shirt. I don't have the guts to tell her that it was me. Not sure what's worse - that I'm a dishonest thief or that I was not counting on my mom to bounce back.
Firing 75% of the company tomorrow. I’m 1 of 2 people that know this.
My three “close” friends went out without me this weekend and posted it all over Instagram. I’m relieved because now I don’t have to be friends with them anymore.
Wife dragged me to Backstreet Boys at The Sphere, but I probably enjoyed it more than her.
i never tip my uber driver
I lowkey believe I’m a sociopath but mask it as being charming and influential.
i do some yoga positions wrong on purpose so my instructor will touch me
My Sunday afternoon GoPuff Order: Gatorlite, a box of Mac and cheese, ice cream sandwiches, and Plan B.
I booked a flight to go to Italy next month because I just want to get laid by someone who won’t know anyone I know.
Sometimes I sneak chicken/beef broth into my recipes. My husband is a pescatarian.
Secretly hoping that buying a house will drain me so much financially that I get skinny from the lack of funds for excessive groceries or eating out.
My ex got married this weekend and the whole thing looked DIY and tacky and I’m so annoyed that I can’t publicly be a hater in peace without seeming bitter. I’m not bitter, it was genuinely ugly.
Saw the founder of Homesick candles on Hinge and was so tempted to try to match just to berate him for letting his company steal ideas.
Every time I pee in a public restroom, I squat to avoid germs. The past two weekends, I got drunk and accidentally visibly squat peed down the back of my jeans. I’m not even embarrassed, I’m too pretty for it to actually matter.
The caviar I had at dinner last night cost as much as my hotel room.
It’s kinda wild how comforting ketamine is.
Constantly in a state of wondering why I cater to my husband’s in-laws when they barely acknowledge my existence. I didn’t sign up for this.
I never use the dark makeup hand cloth at hotels. Something about the color puts me off. I always feel a little guilty for getting the nice white cloths dirty. But I’ll never stop.
Lately I’ve been cool blasting my hoo ha with my blow dryer post shower. Nothing sexual. Highly recommend tho.
I got in a fight with my neighbors friends that stole my 2 AM Taco Bell. At the end he asked it I was turned on. I kinda was.
I ruthlessly judge people with clothing subscriptions for having no personal sense of style.
Lately I’ve been getting off imagining my friend’s dad bending me over a bathroom sink.
I don’t wash my legs in the shower.
I regularly fly on a regional budget airline, and I photoshop my boarding pass to make it look like I paid for a carry on every single time. In this economy? No shame.
Going out of town for a few weeks. Just installed secret cameras all over the house to see what my husband is up to while I’m gone.
I throw out my kids’ artwork a week after they give it to me.
I got too drunk at a work event and confessed feelings to a coworker. They rejected me.
My married best friend is dating my husband’s married best friend and I want to tell on them, without being implicated. I need a Coldplay cam.
I caved and ordered the Rhode lemontini lip tint and matching phone case.
Had to quit piano because I’m head over heels for the teacher. Like physical body heat, can’t think straight every time he enters the room.
Didn’t feel like taking a full shower before a date so I washed my hair with the sprayer in the kitchen sink.
Involved in a very hot, very bdsm-lite situationship that’s going on three years next week. He lets me peg him and it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever done. I’m in love.
I know it's the therapy effect rubbing off on me but I really wanna fuck my therapist. He's the first man that's actually ever listened to me and it's the sexiest thing ever. I feel like he's kind of into me too?
I secretly get a little excited about discovering and trying out a new frozen pizza. Some of them are better than ones from the restaurants shockingly.
I’ve been microdosing weed gummies more frequently and am convinced I’m a better worker, parent, and all around person when I’m mildly high.
I can still smell his cologne on my shirt and I’m tempted to never wash it again.