Archive | Confessions

Krista’s Story: A Pit In My Stomach

June 18, 2009 / 0 Comments

We had been together for more than 6 years. I had a diamond ring on my left hand and a pit in my stomach. We had been through so much… how could I leave him now? He’s done so much for me. And he’ll take care of me. He won’t leave me like my dad…

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Kamilah Story: Grief

June 18, 2009 / 0 Comments

My mother said, “What a great boyfriend, to have stood by you in this difficult time.” My father had passed away suddenly (a massive heart attack on the tennis court) and my boyfriend came over. He stayed until the funeral, never leaving my side. What my mom didn’t know was, in actuality, he had the…

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Amy’s Story: The Internet

June 18, 2009 / 0 Comments

Here is my tale of the moment that I knew my last relationship was over…After a few bad dating experiences and being single for about two years, my friends urged me to try internet dating. I was a bit reluctant, but figured that many people have found love on dating sites…why couldn’t I? So I…

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Niya’s Story: Jon Boy

June 7, 2009 / 0 Comments

His name was Jon. And he looked like John Boy from the Walton’s.  Our first date was a walk in my neighborhood in Mill Valley Ca. It was a beautiful day, everything smelled alive and his stringy blonde hair looked like that of a 7 year old. I was jealous because my hair was pool…

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Sarah’s Story: The Politician

June 7, 2009 / 0 Comments

Most women I know have had one of those moments when it’s all over with the guy we’re seeing.  Well, at least when we’re being totally honest. That moment when everything you felt for the person lying in bed next to you vanishes in one instant, as if it had never existed. My most recent…

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Eileen’s Story: Homework

June 7, 2009 / 0 Comments

You might have thought I’d have bailed when his mom told him he had to pick between prom with me (first weekend in june) and the science fair (second weekend in june) and he picked the science fair. And I am sure I would have been forgiven for flinging my hot fudge sundae spoon in…

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Claire’s Story: The C Word

June 7, 2009 / 0 Comments

On Christmas Eve, I hurried into my boyfriend’s apartment to leave my gift for him — a handmade book about our adventures over the past year, with my illustrations — on his pillow. But there was already a note on the pillow, with the letter “C” — the initial of my first name — and…

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