Dating

How to Date A German Man
Germans are uptight! There are rules and protocols for every occasion, and if there is not a rule, they will make one up.
By Julie O'Hara - Author, Poet and Spiritual Warrior5 years ago in Confessions
Close your internet tabs
I’m that person that doesn’t close the tabs in their phone’s internet browser. Man, can that really bite you on the arse and this story isn’t even about the time I nearly showed my mother a pretty, pink dildo I was planning on buying!
By Caitlyn5 years ago in Confessions
Feelings don’t lie but I did
I remember staying in a shelter on skid Row, it was called the Mission. there I met a young lady who made me feel a little bit more different about myself she did things for me that my wife didn’t and this is probably not a good idea to engage in but what can I say I wasn’t thinking with my heart.
By Shante Walker 5 years ago in Confessions
A Precious Love
It was in the middle of the summer and the weather was extremely hot. All my friends were finding love so easily but for so many people it must have been hard on them. Everyone would go to this one spot to make out with each other. As life goes by and their must be a meaning for all of this in someway or another to find the perfect true love of your life.
By Jo-Ann Therrien5 years ago in Confessions
When You Fall In Love
In life, we all love and we all lose. The saying goes “it is better to have loved and lost, then never to have loved at all.” But is it truly better to love and lose it, then to never experience the true art of love? The answer has never been clear to me. I have loved many and lost many, I have continued to search for love, and I have continued to have it fall through my fingers. No matter how many times I have learned to love, I have still not learned that losing it can be just as hard to understand.
By Faith Heple5 years ago in Confessions
as my teenage years come to an end
A playlist I made a year and a half ago reflecting on past heartbreaks. Updating it this year for the challenge. Romeo and Juliet-The Killers
By Mariana Chajon5 years ago in Confessions
Sarcasm Means Rending of the Flesh
Writing therapy — because real therapy’s too expensive: Writing requires stripping yourself bare, but remember, sarcasm means “tearing of the flesh” so takes things one step further…
By Angela Volkov5 years ago in Confessions
I Fu*ked Who?
When you're 20, and getting set up on a blind date by your best friend, you certainly don't ask too many questions. "Is he cute?" is probably the only thing I was interested in knowing. So, meeting Ross, who was dating my dear friend Sandy and his best friend Mac, who they'd set me up with was....innocent and fun ..everything it should be at that age.
By JennaLee Sanders5 years ago in Confessions
COMING OUT
Dear Journal, I know I said see you next week in my last post but I really felt I need some one-on-one time with you today. Here I am in the cold mist of it all sipping on a cup of tea and thinking about my life and how currently i'm caught between a rock and a hard place and whilst I love to keep the suspense going with my readers this one I have to share I’m in desperate need of some advice. When one is not accustomed to expressing themselves the situation I’m in now is where you will end up.
By Jane Doe5 years ago in Confessions
Living Your Truth- Is Marriage For Everyone?
Everyone Loves Differently. When you think of the word, "love," what comes to mind? There is the universal, principled, love, familial, romantic, platonic... The list goes on and on but when you really stop and think of love, what is the first experience that defined your perception of love? When and how did you first experience or feel loved?
By Leah Ella5 years ago in Confessions
"Falling" for Him
Meet his kids they said. It’ll be fun they said. One drunken night, my sister and my best friend stole my phone and restarted the dating app I’d been on. I’d met some creeps, and gave up on the whole “online dating thing,” but they thought I should give it another try. Of course, later that night when my phone blew up with notifications from guys on Plenty of Fish, I was irritated until this guy named Jeff messaged me.
By Melissa Atkinson5 years ago in Confessions
The Text
Well... this is it. The end of the world as I know it. You know, maybe I'll actually get lucky. Maybe she'll actually want to go out with me. Maybe that text wasn't a stupid idea. At the same time, maybe I sent it too soon. I mean, couldn't I have just waited until I got back to school? Oh, that's right, I'm an impatient idiot who can't just wait to ask somebody out in person. Whoopty-freakin-doo. God, what do I do? Do I send another text saying to ignore the first one? Do I delete the text and just forget it ever happened? Do I even ask her out at all? I mean, what if I’m just reading too much into this? What if she actually doesn’t like me and I just jumped to a conclusion because I want it to be true? Oh, god, oh, god, oh, god. Don’t you just love how you internalize a decision for ages, then you finally make the decision and regret that you didn’t just stick with your original course of action? Shoot, shoot, shoot.
By Jamie Lammers5 years ago in Confessions