Really life confessions from real people, with real events, real places. However the identities have been tweaked, changed or deleted for safety and privacy. They are sent in to us by real people all over the world
My hands won’t stop shaking even now, years later, as I sit in this tiny fibro shack on the outskirts of Wollongong, the rain hammering the tin roof like it’s trying to wash away what I can never scrub from…
Well, before I start, I need you to know this fact about me. I am a lady who, from a young age has built my identity around being the worst person alive. This is a persona I have embodied so…
My name is Anya Petrova, and until recently, I was a ghost in the opulent home of the Whitestone family. An orphan since the age of seven, shuffled through a system that cared little for its wards, I learned early…
My name is Molly. I’m a dentist. Or at least I used to be. For fifteen years I ran a small, upscale practice in a leafy suburb where husbands came in for cleanings after their morning runs and left with…
I’m fifty years old now, sitting alone in a one-bedroom apartment that smells of cheap instant coffee and regret. My hands shake when I try to hold a coffee mug. The mirror shows a woman with gray roots I can’t…
Yes I did it, I admit I am the stupid fucking whore you said I was. I said it out loud in the mirror this morning while I was still dripping from the guy I picked up at the…
To Whom It May Concern, I’m writing this because I can’t live with the weight of it any longer. I’m a registered nurse at a private hospital, and for years, I’ve been violating the very oath I swore to…