Bad habits
The Seductive Neighbour. Content Warning.
I’ll never forget those softly spoken words. The way that she made eye contact while getting out of my car and softly uttered those words immediately got my mind racing with possibilities. It seemed to me as if they were thrown out almost as an afterthought, yet I couldn’t help wondering if there was an unspoken invitation there. The impact of them resonated with me for months.
By Chahat Kaurabout a year ago in Confessions
The Other Woman
I was hit on the back of my head by the devil in the detail, following my need to be sedulous and to do things quickly lies the demon of anger and impatience. It was time to begin my entanglement with my mistress, to do things slowly without balling up my fist.
By Caitlin Charltonabout a year ago in Confessions
What I do to be without doubts
Everybody at some point in time has experienced doubts, whether it is about what they have to do or simply how things are going to turn out. It's quite a natural feeling we all get except that it can be destructive in certain scenarios. Having doubts, especially for an extended period, or even in the wrong context, could lead to catastrophic consequences. It might lead you to make the wrong decision, make a mistake, or even just be confused and lose your balance. Doubts are a little like fear, they give us a good measure of what to do and what not to do at the end of the day but we have to be careful not to dwell in them for too long, or else we might crash.
By real Jemaabout a year ago in Confessions
Kendallisms
It’s another week of teaching, and I am stuck in front of my laptop trying to avoid marking anything. It is Saturday night, and I still think that I am taking a chance by avoiding all the grading I have ahead of me. But some things cannot wait. I am dealing with the stress of the college and the request that I add more to a schedule that simply cannot take it. My mind needs to clear itself of a lot of detritus and this is the best way I can think of, besides the guitar and the promise to learn how to draw. All that can wait. This has to come out.
By Kendall Defoe about a year ago in Confessions
Part 2: Orphanage in Milan: My Experience
--- In Italy, there's a legend that when a child loses a tooth, if they put it under their pillow before bed, a mouse (or the tooth fairy, depending on the region) will come during the night, take the tooth, and leave money in exchange. I vividly remember the day I lost my first tooth. The caregiver on duty suggested I place it under my pillow and told me the story of the mouse, also recommending that I write down if I had any special wishes. I felt excited and a bit scared at the idea of a mouse coming at night to take my tooth and leave me money. I wondered: why would it give me money for a tooth? And what did it do with the tooth anyway? I found no answers and decided to ignore those questions. Instead, I wrote a note asking if the mouse could leave me enough money to buy a new toy car at the market. I phrased it as a question: "Could you leave me 1000 lire for a new toy car?", or something like that.
By Nobodyabout a year ago in Confessions
YOUNG AMERICANS (Ж). Content Warning.
Tsunamis of iridescent green pain cascade across my temporal lobe, temporarily drowning out my habitual thought processes. I attempt to drive my new, old-fashioned, expensive, sparkling turquoise car in spite of the crippling pain, yet wisely decide that this would be tantamount to suicide, so I park it near some cheap live music venue.
By ANTICHRIST SUPERSTARabout a year ago in Confessions
Secret Confession #6. Content Warning.
But during college, I shared an apartment with a girl named Mia. We were taking the same course, and thus we had late-night study sessions plus similar experiences. Mia was one of those natural simpletons. She had a boyfriend, and from what I could gather, really seemed to be content about every angle of her life. She was academically very brilliant, always topping her class, and often she discussed freely with her classmates her affair with her boyfriend and even gave some intimate details of their life together.
By Chahat Kaurabout a year ago in Confessions
Secret Confession #4. Content Warning.
It was two firsts for me. First of all, it was the first time I cheated on my husband. It was also the first time I hired a male escort. There are many factors involved as to why I did it. I was married for 17 years with two kids and was fine until my husband lost his job and I ended up going back to work. He looked for work for several weeks, then gave up. He did just fine keeping the house up until he started playing games. He had no interest in anything outside of that anymore.
By Chahat Kaurabout a year ago in Confessions
The Web of Confessions
In a small, close-knit town named Maranville, life thrived on the surface like any other community. The children laughed in the parks, elders exchanged pleasantries by the local market, and the scent of freshly baked bread lingered in the air. The people were united by their shared traditions and daily routines, creating a seemingly perfect image of unity. Yet, beneath this surface, each soul carried a secret, a hidden burden they dared not reveal.
By John Francisabout a year ago in Confessions
