Taboo

De(con)struction
I could not blame him for loving her. But in doing so he hurt me. He told me that their relationship was over, he wanted out, they had not been intimate in over a year. He gave me every reason to believe his heartache, his loneliness.
By Allison Martin3 years ago in Confessions
Selling myself
Other then possibly selling myself off to a sugar daddy, my life has been fairly interesting! I have applied to a social club and have a panel interview on Thursday for the part-time engineer role of creating the events themselves and hosting at minimum 5 gigs a month.
By Chantel3 years ago in Confessions
Sex Is an Emotional Bonding Mechanism for Men
In terms of reproduction, women are more important than males. Men enter war not just because they are more equipped for it, but also because they are more disposable than women in terms of reproduction. Men thus lack the same emotional sense of need that women have. A guy has emotional fulfillment after he selects a partner because she has acknowledged him as a lover. Because it is a sexual love, he views his relationship with her as unique.
By Rahau Mihai4 years ago in Confessions
How Unfulfilled Potential is Our Greatest Failure at the End Of Life
Has it ever occurred to you that if you do not tell your story or live up to your fullest potential, you are doing a disservice to those around you?
By sara burdick4 years ago in Confessions
The Truth About Not Wanting to Have Children, That No One Talks About
Five years ago, or even less, everyone would ask me. "Sara, when are you having kids." At this point, I was 36, and everyone thought I was "past my prime." If I did not pop out a few babies in the next few years, I would lose the "opportunity."
By sara burdick4 years ago in Confessions
Sexual Culture in Japan
Note: this article was written by me over twenty years ago in a student newspaper that was never reprinted online. I thought it would be interesting to give this a wider forum considering the original response.
By Kendall Defoe 4 years ago in Confessions
He is My Safe Person
I’ve been labeled before as “the girl who has to bring her man with her wherever she goes”. Or “the girl who can’t be without her man.” But that’s not the case at all. I have anxiety, and my man is my safe person. ⁣⁣He is my safe place.
By Caitlin Fladager4 years ago in Confessions
Love Triangles
Have you ever been involved in a love triangle? Simply stated, this is when one person in a couple meets a person outside the primary relationship to whom they are strongly physically attracted.
By John Whye4 years ago in Confessions
My Pro-life Mother, Her Dog and their Abortion
In light of the fall of Roe V. Wade, which we can only hope is a brief tangent into fascism, I am reminded of my upbringing. My family lived in the deep South, we were raised hard-right Republicans, and my mother in particular was viciously, unyieldingly pro-life. She raised us on all the anti-choice rhetoric. Taught my brothers and I that life begins at conception and that there is no greater sin than to kill what hasn't even been born. That women who got pregnant needed to take responsibility for their actions and bear the child to term. That pregnancy was a natural part of life, and complications rare. That the very worst and most unforgivable abortions were in the third-term, which ripped apart babies that were just weeks or even days from being born.
By Rochelle Harper4 years ago in Confessions
Revealing You
They say you never truly know someone, but do they know about you? Do they know what you did? Do YOU know what you did?
By unknown4 years ago in Confessions
Dating A Married Man Didn't Bring Me Happiness
When I realized that I was becoming heavily entrenched in a relationship with a married man, I created certain ideas in my head about how being with a married person could be and how it could actually be a positive choice.
By Michelle Brown4 years ago in Confessions
Seductive Diagnosis
Carissa never felt loved, she went from different guy's to various girls. Looking for some sort of excitement. She enjoyed rough intimate sex, the moment two strangers grasped each other. The passionate sex, bloody scratches on his back. It never seems to last. It's fun for the first few fucks but it gets old. The same pointless conversation's boring stories, she wants hot sex no strings attached. Just starting her new job in the medical field, she was anxious as to how she would fit in. It wasn't even four hours on the job and she was being hit on by one of the only straight men working third shift.
By Mike P4 years ago in Confessions