Dating
20 Bad Dates. Top Story - March 2022.
Realistically, I know within the first fifteen minutes of meeting a guy whether or not I'm going to like him.... until we get drunk. (Note: I don't drink anymore). It's funny how our rose colored beer goggles turn a guy into dateable material when they really should've been a booty call. I've had booty calls, friends with benefits, and I'm an ungirlfriend now.
By Susan Eileen 4 years ago in Confessions
Preface
3 1/2 years ago I(20 at the time) rode a greyhound bus 15 hours to see my younger sister graduate high school. Within that visit I decided not to return to my emotionally abusive relationship I had been in for the 3 years prior. The months following my escape were some of the worst I have experienced to date. I would wake up to 100s of texts from my ex. The messages would range anywhere from “i love you baby. Please don't give up on us” to “you are a sorry piece of shit and no one will ever love you.” He is the dictionary definition of narcissism. I can't firmly say do not care for him. Honestly, I hate him to my core. I have never felt pure hatred before now.
By Janice Daily4 years ago in Confessions
Saving Grace
She grasped his hanging head, cold to the touch with warm tears flowing down his cheeks. Running her hand down his chin, neck then rested it gently on his lap. Pulling herself closer to catch a glimpse of his lost, daydreaming eyes. Lost in a place he wished he could be present in but to no avail he was stuck in a place that was unforgiven and troubling.
By DakTH4 years ago in Confessions
Lover
It wasn’t love at first sight-it’s not as if I hated the man but, I was done with boys. That’s all the opposite sex was to me-none of them had ever proven themselves to be anything else. I didn’t want a stupid relationship, I didn’t even want a house friend. Somehow, you became the only guy friend that had ever made sense…the best friend I’d ever had. That year wasn’t our time mainly because in my mind all men were egotistical scum, and you had a girlfriend.
By Josie Tucker4 years ago in Confessions
#2
I should live, right? But I’m stuck. I’m stuck in this place of many dreams. It is a place where I tell myself that I will be in a better place in my life. This is a place where I have conquered my demons. A place where I have healed my body, mind, and heart. It is where I am successful and reaping it with financial blessings. I dream of this place where I am not stuck.
By Roma RA4 years ago in Confessions
Blind Date Magnate. Top Story - March 2022.
Dating over 60. At this age, it seems like it takes a lot of work. You look at things differently when you are older. We are a little more set in our ways and unwilling to give up that space to just anyone. At least for me, it is. Dating as a single mom of four was a challenge. My children were a little rough on the guys I dated. I'm not sure how far down the road some of my dates got when they figured out one or two tires were a bit low, but it wasn't hard for me to figure out how it happened. Four "it wasn't me" answers are how I figured we had a ghost kid who got the blame for everything that mysteriously happened. There were the guys who would call, and my daughter would answer and tell them I was busy, "my mom's not available right now, she's raising her kids; call back," she looks over at my youngest son, "in about ten years."
By Paula Cushman4 years ago in Confessions
From Across The Room
I didn’t want to go to the party. It was going to be at the bar downtown. I know some of my friends was going to be there. It was better to be there than here. I didn’t really mingle with the people; just sitting at the bar drinking a beer. I looked around the bar it was decorated in hearts from floor to ceiling. After all it was Valentine's Day.
By Vicky Ashley4 years ago in Confessions
Regretting Rejection: How to Deal with the Pain
I have never been good at handling regret. The feeling of knowing that you have made a mistake and not being able to take it back is something that has always haunted me. I remember the first time I ever felt regret. I was in the second grade and I had just rejected my best friend. We had been friends for years and I had just decided that I no longer wanted to be friends with her. I don't remember what led to the decision, but I remember the regret that I felt. I felt like I had made the biggest mistake of my life. I had not only lost a friend, but I had also lost the best friend I had ever had.
By Alain Saamego4 years ago in Confessions
