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Most recently published stories in Confessions.
A marvelous money making day...
8JUN2021; 1915, TUE As I sit sipping this slightly expired, nonalcoholic rosé after a long day of wheeling and dealing, I'm inclined to believe that this one is an intriguing one to say the very least. If I hadn't lived it in the flesh...
By Nefarious Darrius5 years ago in Confessions
The Blue heart at the center of my yellow life
Mors certa, vita incerta I am a photographer and a writer and I should not be here. In November of 2020, I lay in a 'mini-coma', unconscious, dreamless, somewhere rivering toward the leaving of this life....and then, 3 days after losing consciousness, I awoke....
By Robert A Black5 years ago in Confessions
Healing After Loving and Leaving an Alcoholic: Resentful, Ruthful, and Raw.
It's s a popular exercise in therapy that when we feel sad or angry at another person, writing a letter you'll never send can be helpful. So I suppose this is my version. I'm going to write it as a story to convince myself that the pain is behind me - but it isn't. It happened today, and I am raw, resentful, and Someday this won't be my life—just a story.
By Diana Herrera5 years ago in Confessions
I miss him.
I missed him today. He was in my dreams and again it was kind of nostalgic just cause I was so comfortable with him. I'm tempted to check the tarot cards to see how he has been feeling about me too- because we haven't communicated to each other in a week. Feels like much longer because when we did communicate it was merely a snapchat or two.
By Chantel5 years ago in Confessions
Death Bed Confessions From Someone Who Has Heard Too Many Of Them
I believe we are put into certain places to do specific things for reasons we may never grasp nor understand. Maybe even never truly accept. But we do them anyway, and it's often for a calling.
By Rick Martinez5 years ago in Confessions
BE IN THE MOOD FOR GOOD FOOD
I don’t like to cook. But every now and then there are times when I have fun in the kitchen. Okay. Okay. I must admit one thing. Only love can inspire something like this out of me. But what’s great is that I’m cooking from the soul.
By Beautiful Intelligence5 years ago in Confessions
The Perks of Being a Know-It-All
Recently someone asked the question, "What do you know that you are pretending not to know?" Well, where to begin! I have always known things. I knew what my Christmas presents were going to be, and I knew when something was wrong (even if my parents insisted things were fine), and I knew how to calm down each of my 13 siblings.
By Rebecca Hansen5 years ago in Confessions
Unqualified for Life
Do you ever feel like you’re just not cut out for existing? I don’t mean depression or anything like that. Just, when looking for a job, you know, doing what is necessary to survive and exist in this world, you find that you’re simply unqualified for . . . everything. I don’t mean incapable. Unqualified.
By J.C. Winter5 years ago in Confessions
A Change for Good
Since I was a child, my goal was to please people and gain their approval. We all know that this is not healthy, but the more approval I got the bigger my high was. It was most important to gain the approval of my parents, my sister, close friends and my boss for all areas of my life. I was getting burnt out attempting to please everyone. Looking after eveyone else meant no one was looking after me.
By Kirsty Milroy 5 years ago in Confessions
