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Don't Tell the Kids Mom's Got a Potty Mouth
If you take enough time to read what moms say on social media, you're likely to see a lot of them joking about how they're the kind of parent who swears a lot. It's regarded as humorous because generally speaking, parents are expected to maintain a certain image to their children, so of course a mother who drops the "F bomb" is going to be funny, edgy, and cool. I respect that kind of parent, and I find them great to have around as friends. In our home, with our four children, we tend to censor our language a bit; either way to live is okay, but I save my most colorful language for when the kids are in bed. That's just how we operate, and it works for us!
By Dani Banani5 years ago in Confessions
My Legal Stigma
It took a lot of consistent therapy sessions from my husband and a lot of self-conversations with my alter ego to come to this level of confidence of penning down the most embarrassing moment of my life today. My sexual relationship with my husband suffered it for a long time but he understood where that was coming from. Where should I start from? Let’s just say my very religious African mother caught me having oral sex with my husband, for you to be able to understand the gravity, I better start from the very beginning.
By Taiwo Ogunnimo5 years ago in Confessions
I Regret Finishing My Degree
We all do things we regret. I've done plenty. Some of what I've done I'd rather not talk about. But if I'm going to come clean about anything, it's that I wasted a lot of money on college. No. I didn't spend all night partying only to fail my classes. I was never that kind of student.
By Daniel Goldman5 years ago in Confessions
Toast to the Queen
'Spell 24 -- When reality walks in a stranger.../ Face, eyes and voice far away so foreign/ And your heart and mind fill with such danger/ Fearing they will overrule you then will reign./ Energy in you must overpower/ Tame the beauty and beast to make them meek!/ Or failing, lock them in a high tower/ Until yielding and forgiveness do seek. /Pierce your heart, blood from right middle finger./ A drop in a drink should be kept hidden./ Speak slow and low their name as lips linger./ Be assured they drink as common heathen./ A wonderful witch magic spell to whine / Drinking a glass of blood red Merlot wine...'
By isarte5 years ago in Confessions
My First Camping Trip
Have you ever sat and thought about the first moment you ever felt a certain emotion? Like - when was the first time you felt scared? The first time you felt shy? Well, lucky for you I am going to tell you all about the first time I felt that pesky emotion that can hold us all back from so many things - Embarrassment.
By Calla Lily5 years ago in Confessions
I Didn't Have Sex with My Husband for 10 Years
Sex is something that most people take for granted — especially when they are in a relationship. They assume that their partner will have sex with them on at least a semi-regular basis. They believe that sex will be something they have access to for the duration of their relationship.
By Autumn Seave5 years ago in Confessions
Trust But Verify!!
This is my warning to all the women in the world who are dating losers. Ask yourself a question: How would you feel if your daughter was dating this man? I'm there now! December 26th 2013 I married my husband and became a step-mother to his beautiful daughter. I have never had any children with my husband but my step-daughter is the center of my world. All I can think about is how I can protect her and teach her everything she needs to know. She doesn't like me sometimes because I'm much stricter on her then her father is. I am the enemy right now but I am okay with that. The day is coming when she will understand me.
By Stephanie Kitchens5 years ago in Confessions
Open confessions of me
Open confessions of me. Today I’ve had a lot of time to do some thinking and a lot of major self reflection. I have truly come a very long way from where I was even last year this time. The year before that was even worse. A lot of people know me as being silly or some consider mean but nobody really knows the depths of me, the hate I used to have. I felt so trapped inside of myself I was stressed out I was very depressed to the point where I just had to have a drink wine, vodka, tequila, anything to numb and drown out what was going on around me, what I was dealing with the things I would think about. I had a lot of issues with self-confidence the way I dressed the things I ate the things I didn’t eat. I got to the point where I daily just thought of harming myself possibly committing suicide then everything can just go away I wouldn’t have to feel it I wouldn’t have to drink every night.
By R.S. Cole5 years ago in Confessions
Divorced Twice? What's Wrong With You?
Hi, my name is Lori. I am 47-years old and I am getting divorced for the second time. I've been a writer since the age of 7, and I have documented my journey from first divorce, to a thirty-year-old singleton. Then seven years of serial coffee dating (I'll get into that more later). And then a second marriage.
By The Midlife Debutante5 years ago in Confessions
Covid-19: I'm a nurse, and I don't have the answers
We've been doing this pandemic thing for over a year now. I'm a nurse. I'm a nurse who worked in a local hot spot when the outbreak started. I was in the thick of the danger. It was a time when you could taste the fear hanging in the air. The PPE shortages were real. The unknown was real.
By Jessica Freeborn5 years ago in Confessions
Is being introvert bad ??
For as long as I could remember, now I've always found comfort in my time alone. In fact this is where I want to spend more of my time, Actually it's a place where I feel like I come alive . Unfortunately if you were to look up the word introvert, you would see a definition of a shy reticent person. To be honest I don't think this is a very accurate description of what a introvert is...
By Yug Acharya5 years ago in Confessions
1:20
1:20 My phones ringing, butterflies filled my stomach, I have been waiting for this call. “Hello?” I whispered “hello beautiful, meet me at Tides, 6 oclock.” He whispers back in his raspy voice. Thats all I wanted to hear, a time and place. Im getting a tingling feeling through my entire body a throbbing sensation planning out scenarios of this soon to be encounter. Hes so mysterious and intriguing, I cant help but wonder what hes thinking. This has me thinking what will i wear? I dont have time to get my hair done, my nails are horrible! I sit and take a deep breath, what i am is more than enough. I sink a little deeper into my chair and stare at the clock, its slowly ticking away.
By Madison Cosentino 5 years ago in Confessions
