Confessions from strangers.

I still sleep with the hoodie my ex left behind. It stopped smelling like him two years ago. I keep it anyway.

I got promoted last week and I have no idea what I'm doing. Every meeting I'm waiting for someone to realise.

I never told my dad I was proud of him. He retired yesterday. I clapped the loudest and still didn't say it.

I've been pretending to understand my friend's crypto explanations for three years. We're in too deep now.

I quit piano at 14 because I thought I wasn't good enough. I'm 31 and I still play songs on the table with my fingers.

I rehearse phone calls in the shower. Even the ones to order pizza. Especially those.

My sister thinks I lent her the money. I didn't lend it. I'm never asking for it back.

I wrote a letter to the person I bullied in school. It's been in my drafts for six years.

I fell for my best friend the day she moved to another country. We video call every Sunday. I say nothing every Sunday.

I take the long way home from work just to have twenty more minutes where nobody needs anything from me.