I eat a bowl of honey-glazed popcorn mixed with chocolate chips while watching sad romance movies.

I use my kid's fancy bath bombs when they go to sleep and take long, luxurious baths while eating ice cream.

The head of HR is currently dating a direct report and they use burner Slack accounts to talk during work hours.

My husband’s brother tried to hit on me at a bar when he was wasted and didn’t recognize me from behind. I took a video of the whole interaction.

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

I still keep your old voice messages on an external hard drive just so I never forget the cadence of your laughter.

I matched with my neighborhood crush’s son on a dating app by mistake. We’ve been texting secretly for a week, and the banter is dangerously good.

I told my dentist I floss every single night, but I only flossed ten minutes before walking into the clinic.

When you mention your family, I get defensive even though you mean no harm.

I’ve had a massive crush on our neighborhood pest control guy for two years. I report fake ant sightings every spring just to watch him walk up the driveway.

I memorized your exact laugh so I can tell when you have entered the building before I even turn around.

I spend hours reading deep-dive internet threads about defunct shopping malls from the 1990s.

I accidentally told my crush about someone elses feelings during a group conversation but they seemed okay with it.

I didn't stand up for my friend when someone insulted her at a party because I was afraid of becoming a target myself.

I secretly hope you and your ex never get back together, even though I pretend to support your happiness.