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Not looking for validation, just your love.
I never thought I would ever tell you about this, not something I have ever told anyone, for the fear of losing you and being judged. This is quite difficult to put into words, one of the biggest regrets I will ever have, and one of the stupidest things I have ever done. Well... here goes nothing... I hope by the end of this, you will not hate me nor look at me differently... I'm sorry for having been inconsiderate in doing it, I wasn't thinking. One of the only times in my life when I felt lonely, deep in my thoughts, but never thinking of how this would have affected anyone. The only time I felt selfish, only considering my feelings and what would make me feel better. I am rambling, in fear that I will be judged by you, but here it goes.
By Carla SofiiLove Garcia 5 years ago in Confessions
Misunderstood
Let’s be honest, “you don’t know what it’s like to be like me,” and I am most definitely “stronger than yesterday.” This is sort of a “story of a girl who cried a river” but the only thing she drowned were her sorrows on a tear-stained pillowcase. I seemed to forget that “big girls don’t cry” when the tears were always bubbling just below the surface, waiting for the next rejection from a crush or spite from a best friend. Man, “why’d you have to go and make things so complicated?”
By Trish Felecos5 years ago in Confessions
How I figured out I'm not straight
I kinda always knew that I'm not straight. In kindergarten, I, of course, thought boys were gross, but, as we all know there's always one guy that tries to get you to be his kindergarten sweetheart, and of course I declined because of, well, cooties... Right? that's what I used as an excuse for a few years but, eventually, I kinda realized that I don't seem to get crushes even though all the girls always talk about the jock of the class, so I said that I liked him so no one would question me anymore and as I didn't actually like him I didn’t care if he knew since he was already dating my best friend and I was NOT in the market for a boyfriend so I let it go and said I moved on. The next year he no longer attended my school so when there were all but two guys in my age group I had to find one to say I liked so I wouldn't be teased, so I picked the kid who liked me and he was fine knowing that I liked him and seemed pretty ok that I wasn't looking to be in a middle school relationship... and then he moved away and there was only one eligible guy for all of us girls to crush on and since he was always super gross and sweaty no one was interested so I didn't declare that I liked anyone. moving on to the start of the COVID-19 lockdown I started to wonder why I didn’t really feel anything for most guys except one and he was interested in me... I made it very clear that I wasn’t looking to have a boyfriend and since this person has known me for years he questioned if I thought I was gay, so I started researching to see if I felt like one of them fit me, and now after almost a year of trying out new labels I have been comfortable with Lesbian and feel that it suits me for the time being, but of course that can always change!
By Sastina Brandt5 years ago in Confessions
After watching Guys and Dolls, I felt guilty.....and went in a depressed phase that it reminded me of my high school production version of Guys and Dolls
Last night, I was watching 1955 MGM classic Guys & Dolls on YouTube (it's available free on YouTube) Guys and Dolls (1955) Marlon Brando as Sky Masterson, Jean Simmons as Miss Sarah Brown, Frank Sinatra as Nathan Detroit, and Vivian Blaine as Miss Adelaide
By Gladys W. Muturi5 years ago in Confessions
Me in Abyss
I look at myself at times, but those time are as rare as they are uncomfortable. The sight in the mirror is not a frightening reflection, representing some skewed and obsessive view that I have of myself. Rather, it is simply uncomfortable for me to make eye contact with, well, me. I am not uncomfortable with eye contact, far be it actually, nor am I uncomfortable with the way I look. It is something else entirely.
By Arjen Hulstra5 years ago in Confessions
Raising a Worker
I loved playing football. Hitting other men that are obstacles in my way. There is only one thing in my sites. Sacking that quarterback. Just thinking about it makes the hair on my arms stand on its ends. I can think about those moment before the count. All of us heavy breathing, anticipating the snap, before all hell let’s lose. God, I loved it. It’s too bad I didn’t get to play very much. I sometimes wonder what would have or could have been.
By Bastion Whittingfield5 years ago in Confessions
