Dating
A Year on Rocky Shores
A great cliché, but a true statement none the less: there's always a guy. For me, it was Keith Kitter. Like most love stories, or at least the good ones, our love started as a hot ember, burning stronger and stoked by every breath. Our first date was one of those nights that seemed to linger on till morning. Our second date was an adventure, driving 5 hours away to go camping on the shores of Cape Cod. Our third date I made dinner, shrimp scampi. After that, you know it was settled. We were each others, or at least, that's what I told myself.
By Rosie Westin 5 years ago in Confessions
My Heart Belongs to You
July 17th, 2022 Sunday 9:20 PM Dear Diary, It’s been almost two months since the Letifer-Flu was unleashed on the world. I still think about how naïve we all had been in the beginning… thinking it wasn't a big deal. I feel sick to my stomach when I think back to laying on the couch with Luke in our living room giggling about how the lockdown was kind of cool. We had been so excited to work from home because it meant we’d get to spend a bunch of quality time together. Life was so carefree then. All that mattered was what we would make for dinner and what movie we would choose to watch. Only two months ago I was warm and safe snuggled to Luke’s side; no genuine worries about what the future held. I miss his warmth and the peace being in his arms brought me. I know I haven’t written to you in a long-time diary… but I have to tell you that I’m afraid Luke is gone and I won’t ever physically feel the warmth, love, and peace his presence brings me in this lifetime again. I don’t want to write this, but I’m scared if I don’t release the story running through my mind constantly, it will eat me alive before this virus does.
By Kayla Deer5 years ago in Confessions
The Unrequited Word
This is a story about a a man who desires to write. He toils to find the words to inspire and evoke thoughts of "wow" from his readers. He wants his prose published. And though he loves his prose and passion for the written word, he discovers that in this artificial world, getting his writing out to the planet and perhaps, getting published and achieving fame and fortune doesn't happen that easily. Ah me, oh my, oh well...
By Sean McLaughlin 5 years ago in Confessions
Embracing Happy
Okay. Deep breath. I’ve stared at this blank screen for far too long… It’s honestly become quite embarrassing. Except that makes me angry- The putting myself down part, that is. It’s a bad habit… kind of like reestablishing toxic relationships; we always know better but we do it anyways. I’d like to follow that with ‘welp, that’s what makes us human- making mistakes on mistakes on mistakes.’
By S.J.5 years ago in Confessions
What Love Isn’t
she didn’t look at me with hesitation. the way we do to strangers until we remember to smile or offer some warm gesture as to keep them from insecurity. her smiles & nods felt familiar. she desired to call me friendly nicknames from day one. we worked alongside each other making drinks & serving anxious customers addicted to caffeine, & my nervousness seemed to sink into oblivion. she never had a single glimpse of uncertainty from the second I met her, & that was unnerving.
By Emily Serena5 years ago in Confessions
Her Lock My Key
Emma Claire Johnson, that's the name of the girl i fell in love with almost a year ago. she was broken, torn, cutting herself even. One night she even tried to jump off the top of the school the same night i was going to do something non-redeemable... that was the night she saved my life even though It was me that saved her's.
By Maya Rose Elliott5 years ago in Confessions
Morning epiphanies
Trigger warning: suicide, csa, domestic violence, grief, trauma, and unrelenting lack of real love or intimacy. > > Last night before I went to sleep I looked at the photo of myself, with my newborn Crystal who I had just brought home from hospital. I thought about the ravages of time and how deeply I have loved both my children. It almost bordered on insanity.
By Tanya Arons 5 years ago in Confessions
Dating Your Friends
Meeting the friends of your date is important. More than family, the approval of friends is the number one tick. A house needs foundations in order to survive and the same is true for a relationship. Opposites attract, yet without the friends on your side, you will need to pull off a 'hail mary' in order to win.
By Ben Shelley5 years ago in Confessions
RejectHarmony.com
I have never been described as your typical female. Growing up I played barbies and dress up with my girlfriends at sleepovers, but when I came home, I would grab my brothers He-man and Gi joe action figures and head over to my neighbor’s house and play battle royal with a group of boys. Having an older brother as my only sibling dictated what I was allowed to do after school every. So naturally I was forced to be his teammate in every backyard sport imageable and I freaking loved it. I was a better athlete than most boys my age and the only girl on an all-boys youth soccer team. I played in ditches, swam in creeks, caught tadpoles, let my hair turn green from chlorine in our pool because I was too lazy to wash it, everything the boys would do. However, I cherished pampering and transforming myself into a beautiful girl on special occasions. Something about wearing a fancy dress, putting on makeup and having your hair done all flawlessly, makes you elegant just like Cinderella. I loved looking pretty and being feminine. It was a complete contrast to the rough brut I was most of the time. Unfortunately, I cringed at the thought of a daily makeup or hair routine. Seemed pointless, dressing up should be just that, for when you are going somewhere relevant. My mother would ask me how I expected to find a boyfriend without ever putting any effort into my appearance. I would laugh and say to her “I am smart, funny, ridiculously fun, and even without makeup, I am absolutely adorable. They’ll find me”. And, without hesitation, I strongly believed it.
By Katniss Forevergreen5 years ago in Confessions
I Will...I Do...I Did
Wedding day. The day most women dream about. Often times, the ring, the proposal, the Maid of Honor, Bridesmaids, color palette, & venue decorations are already picked & planned before the bride to be even know who the groom is. I was no different than most women. I remember claiming, “I’m getting married.” Some would offer congratulations while others would ask “to who?” I guess the plot twist was the fact that I had no earthly idea because I was single when I was saying it; single without any prospects in sight.
By Stephy Ellsworth5 years ago in Confessions
James Bond, Anyone?
I never thought I might have had an exciting relationship life as far as men are concerned, but looking back now, somewhere half way through my life, I actually realize it was quite fun. So, why not have some fun and reveal the most interesting ones? And why not make it even more exciting and see how they compare to my all-time hero, James Bond. So, here goes.
By Kiki5 years ago in Confessions
