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I Gave My Ex-Boyfriend Lice
For a few years, I worked in catering and was often lucky enough to be assigned coat-check by the maître’d. It was always a relief and made me feel appreciated in the workplace. I made amazing tips, got to wear clothes that didn’t make me look like a penguin (because my uniform sure did), and I didn’t have to work very hard at all.
By Susie Pinon4 years ago in Confessions
Dear Montana
Dear Montana, I didn't come to Nevada under the circumstances I had originally expected. The initial plan was to move down here with a man I had met and dated in Great Falls for over a year. I knew I would eventually wander outside of your boundaries, but it was he who initiated this move to Reno.
By Marci Brodock4 years ago in Confessions
A Mother's Transition
Before I became pregnant, I was unaware of the option to skip labor when giving birth. All my prior experiences with the process of bringing a human being into this world followed somewhat of a formula; first a person creates life inside of them for nine months, then the ever-dramatic cramping and breaking of the water occurs, then there’s a chaotic rush to the hospital, then the hours of blood-curdling screams of agony and buckets of sweat, and finally a tiny bundle of joy emerges. On every television show that tackled the baby topic, and in my own life when my sister had my niece, the formula ensued. However, my journey into motherhood differed greatly from my preconceived gatherings.
By Jules Day (they/them) 4 years ago in Confessions
I Shaved My Head
After beloved community member Tom Bradbury’s sudden passing last month, fellow creator Courtney Capone urged Tom’s followers to take action in his memory with three motivational challenges. Challenge One: Whatever you've been procrastinating on, do it now. Challenge Two: Leave nothing unsaid. And Challenge Three: Write!
By S. Frazer4 years ago in Confessions
From the One Who Chose Boys Over Girls:
In college, I was that girl who hung out with boys more than girls. Yes, I was even in a sorority and still hung out with my guy friends in the fraternity more than my own sorority sisters. I loved to drink, have fun, party and just sit and hang out. All of my friends, my girlfriends, would tell me that one day the boys will let me down. I never really took it to heart, but looking back at it now, I wish I had. I wouldn’t say I lost my friends because of it, but I am not as close to people I could have been if I had given them more of a chance.
By Caroline4 years ago in Confessions
Sexy People Eat Sardines
I have never been able to tolerate canned tuna fish - the smell, the squelching sound it makes while it’s being mixed with anything else, the very concept of consuming it. The fact that this pulp fit only for animals is so frequently combined with my food nemesis - mayonnaise - only served to entrench this bias more deeply. While I still draw a line at eating shredded, watery meat from an aluminum can, I have made progress: today it is a symbolic boundary. I do regularly incorporate related sources of protein into my diet. And you might be surprised to learn that my gateway shelf-stable seafood was not the ubiquitous albacore, nor even canned or smoked salmon. It was whole sardines.
By Caitlin Suzanne Young4 years ago in Confessions
Young Love and Missed Opportunities
I possess the ability to talk myself out of anything. Doesn’t matter how much I want it, my brain convinces me I shouldn’t go for it…then berates me mercilessly after the fact for not chasing whatever it was I initially wanted. And by then, the opportunity has passed. I missed out, and I’m left wondering what might have been.
By Matthew B. Johnson4 years ago in Confessions
How a Batman ring helped a little boy through a hayride
Batman has become a symbol for those that needed the extra boost to know that justice will always prevail and good always triumph over evil. No matter what, there is encouragement because of how brave Batman is.
By Samantha Parrish4 years ago in Confessions
I Haven't Forgotten You Either Steve
The year was 1998. I was an awkward twelve-year-old with acne on my face, braces on my teeth, and an afro due to the tragic mistake of asking for a curly perm during a haircut. You know, the poster child of those pesky awkward years. Once, while looking through one of my grandma’s magazines, I came across an article about a new children’s show called Blue’s Clues. Along with the article was a picture of the host, a cute young guy with brown hair and big beautiful brown eyes. One look, my heart was struck. That young guy’s name, Steve Burns.
By Judith Jascha4 years ago in Confessions
I Got Brutally Knocked Out—And It Was The Best Thing That Ever Happened To Me. Second Place in Coming of Age Challenge. Second Place in Identity Challenge.
When I was twenty years old, I got brutally knocked out in front of my friends and family. Let me take you back to the worst night of my life. The year was June 2016, and I was in the Air Force. I was working an eight-to-five job as a storeman, but my real passion was mixed-martial-arts. I had spent most of my teenage years in a grungy fight gym learning The Way of the Fist, and by the time my twenties rolled around, I was already an accomplished fighter with a record of three wins and no losses. I was an undefeated rising star poised to take the pugilistic world by storm. My confidence was at an all-time high.
By Alvin Ang4 years ago in Confessions
