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Dinner
Being young and getting with an alcoholic you don't realize all the challenges you're going to experience. I was a popular girl, with many friends, a cheerleading squad, pep band, and many other activities. That all changed around the age of 17. I became sheltered with no friends, focused on the one and only alcoholic. I think after you put up with so much, you become weaker and weaker, you become brainwashed. You believe all those things he has told you for so many years you begin to believe you are worthless and can't do anything correctly, and no one else would want you, and you are a complete failure. I thought this was okay though because this was with the person I believed I loved. At that time in my life, I thought that was important. There was a night that he and I decided to go out have a dinner date. This was a very embarrassing night. I had no idea it was going to be like this. I still think about him from time to time. we were in a restaurant, we were actually enjoying our time together. I was happy and excited, I need a good night with him. Then an argument started, I had opened my mouth about his drinking and asked him to stop. I regretted saying something the moment the words came out of my mouth. In the middle of the restaurant full of people, he started screaming and yelling telling me I was a worthless bitch, a fat bitch that he couldn't stand. People were watching his every move, I was crying. He proceeded by throwing his drink across the restaurant. As he stood up he flipped the table, I had jumped out of the way, he was headed for the door. I was behind his trying to calm him down, apologizing for my actions and now regretting bringing up anything. As he got close to the car he speeded up jumped in, and locked the doors fast. I was knocking on the glass begging for him to let me in. Thinking no way he was going to drive off. Then off he went left me there standing in the middle of the parking lot. He left me there, an hour drive away from home no cell phones at the time. I started walking I was crying nowhere to go or anyone to call. My mother and I at the time didn't talk, because she disliked him very much, and no money. I walked for hours and hours, finally got some change from someone at the gas station so I could make a call from a payphone. my sister-in-law answered the phone. I told her what had happened and ask her to come to get me. I told her I would continue walking until I met up with her. she finally arrived, we talked on the way home but nowhere to go. I had to go right back to him. When I got home, I walked in the door and he was laying on the couch and started laughing ask me how I got my fat ass home. He said I thought I finally got rid of your fat ass. I continued to cry, he wouldn't let me leave him but, tormented me at the same time. It was embarrassing and heartbreaking that the person I thought I loved would do this. I forgave him once again. All because I was a kid in love, or what I thought was love. I thought about leaving him so many times but, when I did he would make my life a living hell.
By Lizzy Allen5 years ago in Confessions
DayDream Date
———— “Dahling, it’s our private reserve,” the waiter said. You’ll love it.” She was looking over the wine selection and had chosen a merlot for it’s full bodied taste, like herself she chuckled. Alejandro had messaged her. He was running late. Her eyes disappeared into the pool of the dark spicy liquid. The taste made her think of plums, dark chocolate, and prunes maybe, as her nose wrinkled. She imagined herself swimming around in it barely clothed with her new beau.
By Danya White5 years ago in Confessions
A Song For Melanie
In the fall of 1988 , Nineteen year old James Belfold had been a extremely shy child as well as a teen. The last few years of Senior High he developed enough courage to join some friends in a music group as their lead vocalist and guitarist. James and his buddies had a blast performing at local Schools, Music Festivals, Beach Gatherings and even some Weddings. Around this time ,through all this attention and local fame he began to gain enough confidence to approach and speak to girls. At one show at Kalamalka Beach in Vernon B.C. he passed by a lady who struck up a conversation with him. She asked him if he would like to sit and they had a very entertaining and polite visit. He continued to perform that night and after the show they proceeded to talk. She introduce herself as Melanie, and explained she was from Enderby B.C. Just north of Vernon and she really enjoyed the Band's music and sound, Particulary his voice. He then explained that they would be performing at the Falkland Hotel the following weekend which is a neighboring town west of Enderby. They met that weekend and they had hit off once again. Melanie then gave James her home number and James indeed gave her his, Despite warnings from his buddies in the Band that it was not a wise choice, But he felt Melanie was just a bubbly outgoing woman that was indeed harmless, through their conversations she was nine years older which was fine. As a few months pressed on, she was always at the shows and always so supportive, But James's friends were getting alarmed at every break she was backstage, Not really a nuisance, but constantly "there". The following weekend James and his band were performing at the Packinghouse Pub in Kelowna when he recieved a phone call from Melanie if he would join her for a coffee just before the show, he kindly obliged her and they met for an hour. That night the performance went on and James and his Band recieved glowing reviews in Kelowna's two local newspapers. This impressed Melanie so much she began to bring family members as well as some friends to the shows. She also began secretly telling some of them that James and her were an item. He did like her but unfortuntely he was not attracted to her in any other way. Two weekend's later the Band performed at club called Night Moves in Penticton B.C . On this occasion Melanie was not there, A young lady by the name of Shelly had been in the audience and enjoyed the show, she was a fan of all music any format, But particulary enjoyed what James and his band were performing which ranged from Blues, Country, Country Rock. James was so taken by her charm, looks and knowledge of music he asked her to have dinner with him at the Plazza Motel in Penticton the following night because they were perfoming another show, she willingly accepted. The dining room there was not fancy but it was far from cheap. James not really knowing what to do asked his drummer Mark what indeed to dine with, Mark suggested Merlot a popular red wine, A wonderful taste and not too expensive, When Shelly arrived they chatted, dined, laughed and shared ideas and thoughts of music and life in general. They decided to keep in contact and continue seeing each other. This went on for two months , James and the guys in the band wanted to take some time off, he would keep in contact with Melanie, But never brought up Shelly, thinking that he and Melanie were friends, but not according to her. After the two months the band was scheduled to perform at the Parrot's Perch, a small club in Summerland B.C. just nine miles north of Penticton. On arrival while the band was setting up to perform ,both Melanie and Shelly arrived, Some of the same audience members were at the club and noticed James and Shelly being very friendly with one another and had seen them together at the Restaurant a few months ago, James then discovered how some people have amazing memories when they want to. In a matter of minuets, Melanie overheard the conversations and told Shelly that James was " Her Man", before the show or even James imagined, a new "show" was in progress, With Melanie screaming " That all she got was a coffee,, why did Shelly get a glass of Merlot", It would take the owner as well as the bartender and waitress to contain her and have her removed from the club. So much for the romance that James invisioned with Shelly, That expierence had frighten her so bad she moved on. Six months later James met his true love Carol and their love blossomed, but he still thought of both Melanie and Shelly from time to time, Some years later, he would write that whole expierence down with a tune called " A Song For Melanie" But poor James was sworn off Merlot for good!!
By Glen Sobchyshyn5 years ago in Confessions
Bread and Wine
Best Date Ever It finally happened! My secret crush and I were going on a date. It had only been 143 days since I first set eyes on him when I knew this was the “one”. Unbeknownst to this dreamy human, I had been working so many different angles to capture his attention and low and behold, one of them worked!
By Jeanine White5 years ago in Confessions
Small lessons
I liked you. They say you should go after you want and I did that. I told Ally I liked her. She was a junior with short curly black hair that shaped her round glowing face perfectly. She always wore loose clothes that did not necessarily hang on her in a way that most girls wore in my class, but made me notice her cute style. I was attracted to her because she seemed different.
By M.K Jonae5 years ago in Confessions
What else could go wrong? (The One Question to Never Ask)
There are a few things in life that teach you, absolutely, about Who You Are. Moments that, while happening, show you to yourself. One of them is grief. Another one is heartbreak. But a moment of embarrassment, in my experience, proves to be the most direct in revealing everything You Are in one (nauseating) moment. There’s something about realizing, instantly, that you look foolish that slows down time. The outside world drowns away and for a moment you realize you’ve been thinking that your heart exists inside of your chest when, in fact, it’s located in your ears... both of them! The blood flow that consumes your face makes the obvious agony you’re feeling known to the outside world and the immediate swoosh of heat that rushes all over the body makes the un-comfortability all the more… uncomfortable.
By Nadia Iris5 years ago in Confessions
Can I Touch your hair?
We started talking on a dating app, that rhymes with the word Minder. After a few weeks of back and forth messaging she gave me her number. It started out casual, and our communications would consist of memes or funny situations shared from our daily lives but, There was one night where the conversation jumped to a deeper topic. She shared a meme with a Pokémon on it and that started a 7-hour text conversation about the intricate nature of the Pokémon world. I admitted to her that one of the reasons I majored in Animal science was because of this game, and that most people I talked to thought that it was weird.
By Ian5 years ago in Confessions
Awkward Confessions
I think its time to be honest with myself, I have been single for over 5 years. I'm at the age ( 30 to be exact) where my group of friends & family members are married & have children. But here I am stuck like glue in someway when it comes to love & marriage. Within the last 3 years I have attended nearly 10 baby showers, 3 engagement dinners & 2 weddings. Financially it was draining because I had to buy so many gifts & outfits that I lost count. But looking back it dawned on me that I'm still "alone". I don't believe that marriage or kids is the perfect recipe for a woman to feel fulfilled or be happy. I don't envy the relationships of my friends but I sure do wish that I wasn't single sometimes. When my mom asked me when I was going to get married or even have kids I kind of dismissed her really out of shame & embarrassment. Once a woman hits 30 society has conditioned her that if she isn't married or expecting children then something must be wrong with her. You know once a woman hits 30 her biological clock starts "ticking" and she must have a marriage planned & her life all figured out at 30 REALLY at 30. Well I must admit something is wrong with me I'm still not over my ex boyfriend who I dated in high school which was so long ago. I'm not even going to tell you how long just know it was a long time ago. He's married with 2 children (I find that out by looking on his wife's Facebook lol) but I still find myself thinking about us & what could've been. We had a really nasty breakup followed by my family moving to a different state. This was pre social media & I didn't even have a cellphone so there was no way we could keep in touch or even apologize to each other. Since that day I have never seen him in person again I have seen him online but that's about it. He was my first REAL crush my social media passwords is his name & his age when we broke up. I didn't realize that I wasn't over him until my therapist pointed it out because she couldn't figure out why I wasn't allowing myself to be vulnerable or completely open to men. She suggested I get closure by trying to meet with him but I didn't think that would be a good idea, he has moved on with his love life & I don't think it would be fair to interrupt it because of my feelings. I have dated some great guys since then but I want to feel the butterflies I felt at 16 when it was just me & him walking home from school sharing a medium strawberry milkshake with one straw. Taylor Swifts album Fearless was literally the soundtrack of my love life we had our own personal song. We shared our deepest secrets he told me things that I will take to my grave because of my loyalty to him. It would be nice if we randomly bumped into to each other or even had dinner, wishful thinking huh? I still remember us talking about him going away to camp after sophomore year, catching up on basketball games & playing truth or dare. I've been trying so hard to manifest love into my life I would really love to have a prince charming who sweeps me off my feet. But I'm still holding on to a fairytale that we will end up together when its all said & done. I know it sounds a bit delusional & far fetched but if I had one wish that would be it.
By Mary Skies5 years ago in Confessions
No Regrets
Living in New York City can really put a dent in your in finances and I'm not talking about a little dent like the ones you see on car doors that obviously parked to close to another car in the target parking lot, I'm talking about huge dents like a bulldozer hitting a wall of steel, mater of fact lets just say my funds were non existent!
By Krissy Romero5 years ago in Confessions
