I took money from the charity jar at a local diner when I was 16 to buy cigarettes, and I still feel awful about it.

I matched with my ex’s brother on a dating app as a joke. We’ve been texting for three weeks and the chemistry is completely off the charts.

My grandfather left his entire coin collection to me instead of my greedy uncles, and I hid it under my floorboards.

I run the company’s social media account. I intentionally post subtle typos in the captions because engagement skyrockets in the comments when people correct me.

I lied about knowing SQL on my resume and spent my entire first week learning basic database queries from YouTube.

The degree on my wall is a gift from my parents but no one knows its not an actual credential.

I told my friends I couldn't go out because I was sick, but I just wanted to eat pizza and watch anime in peace.

My roommate always plays loud music past midnight, so I turned off the main circuit breaker from the hallway panel.

I pretend to be happy for you while secretly feeling like you are stealing something from me.

I deleted your texts from my phone even though you said it was okay to keep them.

I read the book you mentioned last month just so I could casually bring it up and talk to you for ten more minutes.

My coworker gave me an ultimatum to confess my feelings or walk away. I walked away, but I check her Instagram story from a fake account every single night.

I let my group take a failing grade on a presentation because I refused to cover for their missing sections.

I lied about my proficiency in a software tool on my resume and then spent my entire weekend speed-running a masterclass on it.

I eat a whole jar of pickled jalapeño slices straight with a fork while standing over the kitchen sink.