I confess to cutting off a bus as I pulled out of the daycare center to head to work this morning. It wasn’t a school bus, more of a short bus that drives around the downtown area and drops employees off at their buildings.
I confess that every time my coworker tries to talk to me in the morning I deliberately ignore him; but I will talk to other people. He annoys me and after he told me that he was compiling conversations he overhears at work into a book I have decided to keep my mouth shut. Who does that?
I confess to being addicted to Dr. Pepper, Cherry Coke or Cherry Pepsi and starting to hate myself for it. My mind just has a hard time saying no because I don’t drink alcohol, smoke, or do meth so I figure, why can’t I just guzzle down some deliciousness that also has the capability to remove corrosion from car batteries?
I confess to being addicted to coloring my hair. I am in love with the red color that we did last time but since it is red it has to be redone again and I am getting anxious about it.
I confess to being an emotional and needy girlfriend right now. My period is coming up so all of my feelings and negative thoughts about myself are on 100 right now. I’ve kept it to myself because even I can’t stand to listen to the nagging. During this time I feel horrible about myself and that no one would ever want me so I turn into a pretty hateful person and require reassurance. At the same time I don’t want to be pitied so I just pout and no one knows what is wrong with me.
I confess that I have also cried everyday since last Friday due to my impending period and the reasons have ranged from a puppy tilting its head in a commercial to Aladdin and Jasmine getting to be married at the end of the movie. (My son has watched Aladdin everyday for the last week)
I confess that I haven’t finished reading the book I purchased, “I am That Girl”, because all of a sudden life got busy. Last night after I did the dishes, prepared lunch for today and tried to get my security system fixed it was 10:00PM. I was tired and decided to watch the episode of Black Ink instead of reading.
What have you been doing behind closed doors that requires confessing?