Embarrassment

I Was a High-Stakes Chronic Gambler Living a Double Life
This budget meeting of the quarter was dragged on and my boss was pointing at a slide indicating a falling revenue projections the company recently recorded…
By Vivids 💖6 months ago in Confessions
Confessions of a Former Alcoholic Part 5
While I was working on my own projects for five months, I noticed I was no longer living an antisocial lifestyle at home. Under the influence of alcohol, I began caressing and feeding cats practically outdoors. while previous traumas returned, cats helped me overcome them, and while I strolled the streets, more ideas came to mind. Now I am working on these projects.
By TheNaeth6 months ago in Confessions
The Mirror's Truth
Ever caught yourself believing a story about yourself that feels too good to question? In the small, pine-scented town of Willow Creek, Clara Bennett’s life looked like a dream. She was a hotshot lawyer, married to a kind man, and the kind of person everyone envied. But behind her polished smile, Clara was wrestling with a lie she told herself every day—one that threatened to unravel everything she’d built.
By Thomas6 months ago in Confessions
A Moment You Knew You Were the Villain in Someone Else’s Story
Ever had a moment where you realized you were the bad guy in someone’s life, and it hit you like a brick to the chest? That’s what happened with me and Jamie. It wasn’t some epic betrayal or a screaming match—just a selfish, careless choice that left my best friend hurting. This is the raw, messy story of the night I became the villain in his world, and how it still gnaws at me
By Thomas6 months ago in Confessions
The Rumor That Became My Identity
It started as something small. A passing comment in a crowded hallway, said just loud enough for someone else to hear. At first, I didn’t even notice. I didn’t think anything of it. After all, people talk all the time. About celebrities. About neighbors. About friends.
By Habib king6 months ago in Confessions
Trapped in My Own Head
It started with small things — like forgetting where I put my keys or missing a few appointments. I told myself I was just busy. Maybe a little tired. Nothing serious.
By Mehran Aman6 months ago in Confessions
The Secret Hidden From The World
The island was shrouded in mist, its secrets hidden from the world. But when Emma stumbled upon an old map, she knew she had to explore its shores. As she wandered through the island's lush forests, she discovered lost treasures from throughout history: a Viking's sword, a Victorian-era parasol, a pair of Converse sneakers. Each object told a story, and Emma felt like she was unraveling the threads of time.
By Tariq Pathan 7 months ago in Confessions
The Letter at Dawn
In a small riverside town, there was an old stationery shop about to close its doors for good. The owner, Koichi, an 80-year-old man living alone, was spending his final night there.
By Takashi Nagaya7 months ago in Confessions
My Top 3 Best and Worst Money Choices
Let's start with this: I don’t really have regrets with how I’ve used my money. Yes, I definitely consider some of how I’ve spent money to be a mistake, but I’m an optimist. More than that: I’m a lifelong student. I’ve learned from these mistakes.
By Athena Pajer7 months ago in Confessions
Bestfriend
Hey Girl, it's me your Best Friend I know we don't talk much but I need to say a few things so sit down shut up and just Listen. The night we met you were scared out of your mind do to your current Boyfriend at that time being in one of his moods yet you saw something in me that made you feel safe a complete stranger. Funny looking back it makes me smile; you had a black eye from where you told me you ran into something but I knew you were lying, I offered a safe haven at my stepmoms place, I blew off my probation meeting risking jail time to make sure you were safe.
By Dragon Matthew Wood - Hillman7 months ago in Confessions
The Space Between Prayers
Story: The Space Between Prayers I grew up in a neighborhood where church bells rang on Sundays, the mosque filled with calls to prayer on Fridays, and the local temple smelled of incense and jasmine every evening.
By waseem khan7 months ago in Confessions
The Coin I Almost Believed In
Story: The Coin I Almost Believed In I still remember the first time I heard the word crypto. It sounded like something out of a sci-fi movie. Mysterious. Futuristic. Dangerous. And I, sitting in my tiny apartment with half a pizza and a barely functioning laptop, was hooked from the start.
By waseem khan7 months ago in Confessions