Dating
The Real Me
I didn’t know the “real me” until I realized who I was around my soulmate. I cloaked myself with a tough work exterior that I lugged around the office and everywhere else like a ball and chain. I was constantly trying to prove my independence as the modern female does. I didn’t let hardly anyone into my inner circle because I didn’t want them to see the real me. Even though I didn’t have much to hide! He quietly and subtly came to know me, but it didn’t happen right away. See, I was quintessential loner, i.e., I worked hard and sold my energy to work, not human beings. I was okay coming home to an empty house and kitchen table. There were no expectations. He didn’t ask for my energy, full house, or dinner on the table though. Rather, he selflessly enjoyed my presence. His love language came out through food and home cooked meals: he loved putting the dinner on the table! Talk about opposites: I burned everything in sight. I would wake up to sizzling bacon, over easy eggs, and hazelnut coffee every weekend at his cozy apartment.
By Margo4 years ago in Confessions
Love has no expiration
We were 17 at the time. A chance encounter missed. We went to the same Highsvhool and somehow our paths never crossed. Not that our frinds didn't try. We had a mutual friend that tried to introduce us, but she was shy and didn't feel anyone could want her, and I just left a bad relationship myself at the time. Let's fast forward 30 years. It's funny, it was really like an old black and white movie scene.
By John Knowles4 years ago in Confessions
More than a strange piece of ass
Disclaimer: As a writer, I typically don't profanity but I have found at times it is necessary to utilize actual wording or strong language to make a point. Please do not be offended and if you enjoy this story please heart, like, tip, subscribe and pledge. I am a widow trying to survive without my husband's income so thank you in advance.
By Cheryl E Preston4 years ago in Confessions
Speed Dating Memory Lane
To sum this experience up in one word; CALIENTE! However, I do not recommend my life for anyone, I am thankful I survived madness and came out with grace. Now I have lots of stories to share, makes me proud of the person I have become today. But back in 2011, I was starting to become someone I would later hate. For many years I have felt like a failure, despite my achievements, my depression had me fucked up! Glad that part of my life is over, now I speak.
By The Vibe Podcast 4 years ago in Confessions
The Confessions of a Singaporean Playboy
The hippie girl who tried to trick me was already drunk. She was beautiful, came from an elite school, and was used to chewing up and spitting out men. But she didn’t count on one thing. I may come from peasant origins, but I too, am worldly in my own way.
By Alvin Ang4 years ago in Confessions
Self Worth Over my 'Blind' Date
It all started with a message. I'd been feeling lonely and decided to try dating apps. I was feeling a bit desperate and it was a time in my life where I was still finding myself, I was a little anxious and didn't have all that much self confidence.
By Kyle Casey4 years ago in Confessions
Batter Out
This is the story of my first ever date. A pivotal moment for anyone, but especially for a young woman who, as a junior in college, was a late bloomer by anyone's standards. Not to mention I'd spent many, many years wondering what my first date would be like, what kind of guy I'd go out with, and, as the years wore on, the increasing panic-ridden thought that I may never even have a first date at all.
By Chloë J.4 years ago in Confessions
Beyond These Walls
The woman standing in front of me is my neighbor but she doesn’t know it. She lives in the unit on the other side of my flat’s northwestern corner wall. And as much as I'd like it, we may not actually share a wall at all, just the empty space in between plywood sheets where mice and rat droppings—and hopefully no snakes—might be found.
By Elle Kim4 years ago in Confessions
