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My Resort nightmare
My Resort Nightmare Hello reader and welcome to my youngest memory of when my insecurities first started.First thing I want to say is do not buy a timeshare I repeat do not buy a timeshare, please do not waste your time and money. Now let’s begin...
By Christian Sinclair 5 years ago in Confessions
A devastating accident that made me look at chocolate candy differently!
I can’t really pinpoint what triggered this vulgar incident but all I know is that it was supposed to be a joke, and boy this joke ended up making me the “butt” of the joke. I really can’t remember what day it was or what I watched on T.V. that day, but all I know is, it was the day my children gave me a nickname that has been up and stuck with me for about eight years now. I can’t really remember why I was doing the joke in the first place, it started with me pretending to be upset with my children. It was supposed to be funny; we would always play jokes on each other all the time, but I didn’t find this funny at all!
By LaShawn Durrett5 years ago in Confessions
A Day
As the title suggests in no obscure manner, I had quite a day. Unfortunately for some looking for something bright, or positive it was not what I would categorize as a good day. Between interactions I had, and the ones I really could've used today it did lead to quite the breakdown in the shower after work. However I have had some fruit and hydrated and I'm ready to share if y'all are ready for a quick vent.
By Emrys Everette 5 years ago in Confessions
My Melancholy Mother's Days
I love being a mom, but I hate Mother's Day. There are plenty of reasons for someone to dislike a holiday like this one: the loss of a mother or mother figure, having never grown up with one, being disowned by your own, and so on. My reasons are both common and complex, and it started on my first Mother's Day. It's as if the first one set the tone for every single one after that, and I've never managed to escape it.
By Dani Banani5 years ago in Confessions
The Hilton Humiliation
When I was sixteen, I wanted nothing more than to be a singer. It was my dream and something I still wish to this day. I signed myself up to audition for The Voice UK and was delighted when I was chosen to go up to London and audition. For context, there are a set of evaluations you go through before you go for the official blind auditions which are televised. They are called producer auditions and you have to prepare two songs: One acapella and One with a backing track or instrument. One has to be over 150 BPM (Beats per minute) and one below. I chose The A Team by Ed Sheeran and Pumped-Up Kids by The Foster People. I practised for weeks and was determined to do this for myself. Little did I know, it was going to be the biggest embarrassment of my life.
By YesItsMocha5 years ago in Confessions
How does it feel to be flat chested when you're in a family of Cs and double Ds
One thing about femininity that I most looked forward to was the day that I would be blessed with breasts. I often admired the women in my family which included their womanly figures and I definitely admired the size of their breasts. I wanted breasts too and big ones at that. I walked around with my mom’s bras wrapped around me with dreams of filling them up one day. I’m sure that there are other girls who played dress up too.
By Ali SP5 years ago in Confessions
You Never Know
I recently joined this dating app called Blind Love. It’s pretty much online dating in the dark. No pictures, videos, or social media accounts allowed, only the person’s profile. Stupid right? At least that’s what I thought until all my friends ended up finding their currents boyfriends through the app. The app claims to have an algorithm that helps find individuals’ ideal matches according to their personality types and values. Every week the app gives you a new batch of matches. After you read their biographies, you can choose to swipe left (no) or right (yes) and start a conversation. The app recommends you build rapport with the other person for at least a month before you set up the First Meet. The First Meet is where you finally get to reveal what each other looks like. If you like what you see, you can choose to go on a first date with them. If you don’t, you can call it quits right there and then. So here I am, standing outside the entrance of a botanical garden waiting to meet a guy that for all I know, could look like Napoleon Dynamite. The guy’s name is Tony. We have been messaging for two months now. Out of all the guys I’ve corresponded with, Tony has made me feel most like myself. I am so nervous and I can’t seem to stop checking myself on my iPhone camera.
By Amira Nosmet5 years ago in Confessions
Complicated Grief
The most shocking part of being a birth mom is the experience of what feels like actual death occurring when you place your newborn baby with his new parents (see Choosing Pain as Love for the full account of this personal experience.) I was warned that the feeling would occur, but I didn’t entirely believe it was possible until I went through it myself. What has been consistent since then has been an unexpected and unfortunate result of how I cope: any death that holds some level of relevance to me crushes me in a new and very intense way. Compared to how I used to deal with death and the general idea of it, the experience of grieving my child while he is still alive created a new level of grief in other situations.
By Dani Banani5 years ago in Confessions
To The Grave
You pour yourself another glass of rum, this time with no mixer. It’s your fourth of the night, and your vision begins to blur. You feel warm and friendly, smiling as your sister-in-law passes by you, stroking your shoulder gently with her supple hand. Her auburn hair sways before your eyes, and you find it hard to take your eyes away from it. You feel another tap on your shoulder moments later. You turn towards it, and see your wife, ‘Having a good time?’ she asks, smiling.
By Cailin5 years ago in Confessions
The Autobiography of a Fractured Soul
This is not a traditional autobiography. I will not talk about my entire life story. Instead, I wish to focus in on a few key moments in my life and write about them as if they are their own short stories. These 'short stories' will not be in chronological order of my life. I hope this doesn't put anyone off from reading. There will be no set schedule as to when I will write. I must warn you, some of the stories I will share are not pleasant and are extremely personal. I only wish to have somewhere to write about my experiences in life without judgement or ridicule. Thank you for reading this.
By Cailin5 years ago in Confessions
This isn't goodbye
It's know ones fault really it's just something that wasn't expected or foreseen, by the time you read this I would have already boarded a plain for destinations unknown this will be a new life a fresh start! There's know point looking for me or calling as I've already taken care of everything in in other words i won't be contactable until i find my forever home, Once I've established myself I will be in touch. I'm sorry I know that this is going to come as a shock to some of you as you all thought I was in a loving happy marriage unfortunately it wasn't as it seemed turn's out I'm a better actor than I thought! I was desperately lonely & so insecure of my future. I'm not shaw when I finally realised I was know longer in love with this man all I know is that I saw inside myself & realised I didn't want to end up like our Parents, I want an open honest happy relationship with someone who know's nothing about me or my background, I want to spend the last part of my life being happy, not constantly questioning my choices this time! I'm jumping feet first with know general plan really other than I now want to be happy, I've realised that I've been miserable and living in a loveless marriage for Mmmmm well who knows how many years I guess? don't get me wrong I will always love the father of my children but I finally realised I wasn't in love with him, Can you imagine how draining & exhausting verbal abuse can be especially when that person is drunk it becomes to overwhelming & the fact that he never listens to me, he never stuck up for me he left me in jail, I was never secure nor did I ever feel secure he always made me question myself & I always felt inadequate, what I've realised is that everything has always been one sided in our marriage why else do we have seperate bank accounts? This certainly didn't help matters much it just made me more aware how selfish he really is, I was becoming numb not showing any emotion it was almost non-exisiting, I asked him if he could pay for me to have surgery when he received his inheritance as I wanted what was called a Mummy make over, which would have cost $25.000 & he said No, I think thats when I realised it was a one way street all his way & nothing my way, I thought of all the things I'd sacrificed over the years & why I'd done that or made those choices, the more I thought about it the more I didn't like where I was in life every year I would contribute to the house in one way or another, I'd paid for the solar panels so it would cut the cost of our power bill just so I wouldn't have to listen to him whinning about how much the power cost, I paid for the patio so it would take the sun off the back walls & so it would finish our house off, I'm always using my money for quite a lot if I wanted a social life if we needed extra shopping for all bits and bobs here & their, I often wondered how much longer I was going to put up with this person that I use to love & whom I held in high regard? What was the triggering point for me truthfully honestly! See these are the things I've been over thinking about for way to long, I really don't want to think about them any more, I just want to enjoy what life I have left not having to over think Issues's, never having to worry about anyone other than myself! Selfish I know but when you look into yourself like I have you realise that life is to short and when you look at how you've spent your life you automatically realise how much you've wasted it on a person who doesn't value you or your thoughts at all, when reality hits that's when you start looking into yourself as to what your going to do how are you going to change things for you to have a better life, or are you going to continue on this roundabout ride leading to know where except for where you've just come from.
By Roberta Russell5 years ago in Confessions
