Sunday Confessions: 7-6-25

"All I ate yesterday was Chardonnay and Skittles."

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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I’ve been letting small things affect me too much lately. But when those small things pile up, it feels like big things? So I simultaneously feel stupid for fretting over small stuff while also feeling justified that the sum of all these actually feel like a lot? While currently lying in bed at 6:20 a.m. on a family trip, I’m glad this is the last thing I’m doing until later this week.

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I set my Hinge to rich neighborhoods with a 5 mile radius in hopes of finding my future husband. It’s not gold-digging, it’s strategic manifesting.

I was talking shit about an acquaintance while walking down the sidewalk and didn’t realize I was walking past her car. That she was in. With the windows rolled down. We made eye contact.

Was laid off unjustly so now I’m considering releasing the recordings and screenshots I took of all the illegal and unethical stuff the company was doing. I’m choosing crashing out over signing an NDA.

I sit on the toilet in public bathrooms. Every time… without a liner.

I love my little baby but I miss being pregnant and how nice everyone was to me.

I was bridesmaid at my friend’s wedding and I had sex with my boyfriend in their wedding suite before the ceremony.

I’m at the point in adulthood that my favorite pastime is Sitting On The Porch.

Been deeply fantasizing about dropping my life here using my life savings to move to Scotland.

Knowing my influencer ex’s relationship has already imploded after hard launching her 4 1/2 months ago was the closure I didn’t know I needed.

Called in sick because I couldn’t emotionally withstand an email.

My fiancé decided to stop smoking for health reasons. And I hate it. Something about the smoke smell is comforting to me and I miss it.

As a straight male in their 30s I wish it was easier to make friends. Watch games, play golf, get drinks, send tweets. The bar is low yet hard to clear.

I spent $500 on Labubus this weekend and I love them so much.

I watch all our shows when my partner is away and then rewatch them with excitement and correct predictions when he’s back.

I pick my nose and wipe it under the drivers seat of my car. I only do this in my car. And I’m 30.

Found out my ex got engaged because he made it his Venmo profile picture.

My husband isn’t ready to give our amazing nanny a raise so I tell him she works more hours weekly than she actually does to make sure she gets the pay she deserves.

Slipped my panties into my best friend’s pocket as I was leaving his 4th of July party. He texted me last night and said he’s kept them in his pocket ever since.

I drunk dialed my HS ex (we’re in our 30s) and am trying to get him to visit me. We talked for 4 hours.

Parents should not be promoting their child’s lemonade stand on social media. Let them figure out they picked a bad location on their own.

My ex tried saying hi at the bar. I told him I didn’t have any spare change in front of his friends and walked away.

I’m having sex with my former professor who I’ve exclusively masturbated to for the last decade.

I sharted on a three hour road trip and had to throw away my panties in that gas station bathroom.

All I ate yesterday was Chardonnay and Skittles.

I faked my brother's death for a week off and bereavement pay.

Sometimes I think my friend had a baby "for the aesthetic" and so her and her best friend always have something in common.

My sister started taking ozempic last year and her weight loss is starting to show. I’m happy for her, but I’m also annoyed with her because she’s turning into a real c*nt bitch about it.

I ran out of my fancy Ouai shampoo so I used my dog’s fancy Ouai fur bebé shampoo.

I fall in love with men on TikTok way too often, but in real life, I cannot look a man in the eye and have a normal interaction/conversation.

I need to tell my friend she’s a stupid ass bitch.

I pleasured myself on a 4th of July hike.

If she’d asked me to get in the car and just drive until we found some water and a margarita, I would have.

My former situationship (who has a boyfriend) is watering my plants while I’m away. He doesn’t yet know I know he spent hours pleasuring himself in my bed while I am away. And I kinda like that he did that!

Every time my neighbor runs his garbage disposal, I run mine and wonder if he notices. Townhouses are good for casual mischief.

The influencers that do “purse restocks” with mini cosmetics, cheap ass Amazon items that solve no actual problem, and fucking nail tapping are infuriating because they probably make more than me.

Happy for Oasis fans but secretly hope the Gallagher brothers fight each other on stage.

Went to a fancy resort for the 4th hoping to find a rich boyfriend. Instead slept with the valet. It was hot.

“Drink tea before bed,” they say, “it’s so relaxing!” If you find peeing all night relaxing.

After many drinks I ended up full on making out with every guy in my group of friends and then went home with one of them. He left bite marks all over me and I think I have a massive crush on him.

Pretty sure I’m on a flight a guy I hooked up with years ago and ghosted. Threw on a hat and AirPods and praying he didn’t see me.

I’m actually contemplating writing a “do you like me, circle yes or no” letter to my work crush.

I’m embarrassed by how much my wife uses ChatGPT.

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