Sunday Confessions: 7-21-24

"I hate when people put songs on Instagram posts."

“I need to think on it.” It’s something I used to say often when facing big (or even medium-sized) decisions in life. But recently, the more I begin thinking about difficult decisions, the more impossible those situations begin to feel. While overthinking has always been ingrained in my psyche, I also feel like it’s gotten worse over the last couple years.

I don’t know.

Here are this week’s confessions.

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My hinge date cancelled our coffee date last minute because of a major hangover. Reschedules for dinner that same day. Picks me up, drives a few blocks, asks to reschedule because he feels like he is going to vomit, then drops me off about 5 minutes into meeting.

I’m married and I can’t stop thinking about blowing my life up and starting over. I have a great life on paper, but I am so lonely.

Been talking to a guy everyday for 2 months and haven't hung out in person. Had enough to drink on Friday night and asked him what we are doing and if he wanted to hangout. He has ghosted me since.

Ozempic poop explosions are real. I once had to wash my bed sheets in the sink of my Miami hotel. Too much alcohol and woke up to a damn mess. Thank god I was alone. Stopped drinking for 4 months.

I started a new job in the financial services industry this week. 10 weeks of intense studying to pass the industry licensing exams, one chance to pass each exam. The crippling anxiety of passing theses tests or being fired is very real currently.

My partner and I are talking about moving to Portugal and living the ex pat life. It started on a whim but the more I think about it, the more I’m committed to making it happen.

Had a panic attack while staying with a situationship. He was very nice and took care of me, but things just feel weird now.

I’m only 31 and I’m already having difficulty urinating. I always feel like I still have to go. Is this life after 30?

People romanticize my job so much but I actively hate it and regularly wish for it’s downfall.

threw up at the bar behind someone’s boat. hid under the tarp. not my proudest moment

I was a 34-year old virgin when I met my bf. I told him it had just been awhile and now i dont have the heart to tell him I lied. We’re together 2 years now.

Set my personal growth back a decade to get absolutely railed by a manager at work who now breadcrumbs me, and now I have to police my tone in professional communications because I've lost my soft spot for him.

i just really really miss my parents

I start my first big girl job tomorrow and I’m so anxious i haven’t slept in days

Ran into my ex with his new girlfriend… can’t help but feel like I made a mistake. Fuck.

i’ve been having a lot of fun this summer between the parties and concerts and everything but i am so burnt out and exhausted and just need a weekend to do what i want to do.

In love. Terrified.

Never received a thank you card/note from future SIL for bridal shower gift that’s been delivered for two months now. But she boasted on instagram (two months ago) with a stack of thank yous saying how on top of her etiquette she was.

I took a job with a promising growing company 2 months ago only to find out yesterday it was all smoke and mirrors and they are running out of money, my role is being eliminated in the next few weeks. Back to the drawing board…

Sometimes I type my confession then delete it and don’t submit and just the act of typing it out feels therapeutic.

Stayed up so late I saw the sunrise and made out with my best friends cousin???

Sometimes when I’m at my parents house I see their political junk mail and I shred it before they can open it and donate more money.

Met my boyfriend’s entire family this weekend, loved them and felt so at home. Excited for the future.

I’ve never ever been happier while some of my friends are going through hard times and I feel too guilty sharing my bliss. The negativity is exhausting but I have to support.

Fighting the urge to blow my whole life up and move to a new city with no plan.

made out with my emotional support platonic friend that i’m a little bit attracted to at a wedding after learning he’d just broken up with his girlfriend, who was also a guest. mutuals who caught the make out sesh told him it was so hot they wanted a kiss afterward.

Pregnant. Spent the weekend sober on a bachelorette party. Did not take the early flight. Regrets.

Haven’t seen him since 2011 but think about knocking on his door every time I drive past his exit.

I think I’m pregnant but terrified to take a test. It’s either negative, which means another month (or more) of anxiety around trying. Or it’s positive, which means anxiety about not miscarrying again. I’ve told no one… Fingers crossed for a positive.

I worked today. I’m on vacation.

Feeling catatonic dating in NYC at this point. Going through the motions, not even able to tell if dates are good or bad anymore but gotta keep “putting myself out there.”

There’s this woman. I fell in. Hard. It’s hyper complicated but life’s more interesting with her in it.

I've been married to my high school sweetheart for 16 years. We have 2 kids, a dog, and live in the suburbs. Sometimes the mediocrity of my life makes me feel like I'm suffocating.

I struggle with having girl friends and my two closest girl friends have been making it seem like the friendship is one-sided as of late. I know I should cut them off but I hate the feeling like I wouldn’t have any friends if I do. It is so hard to find real friendships nowadays.

One of my exes now exclusively uses his Twitter account to correct people’s grammar in their tweets daily and I’ve never had worse second hand embarrassment for him and first hand embarrassment for me.

I hate when people put songs on Instagram posts.

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