I told my parents my car broke down so I could spend Thanksgiving completely alone playing video games.

My neighbor boasts that her husband built their luxury pergola with his bare hands. I watched the professional construction crew do it while she was at brunch.

My best friend from college stopped replying to my messages after she got famous on social media.

I’ve had a crush on my dentist for two years. I schedule cleanings every three months just so he leans in close.

I listen to aggressive heavy metal music while doing my gentle morning yoga routine to balance out my chaotic energy.

I remember every single small detail you mentioned about your childhood pet because you looked so happy talking about it.

I’ve been sleeping with my former step-brother for eight months. Our parents got divorced two years ago, but we still have to pretend we barely speak at family events.

I accidentally dropped my phone into my pool while taking a selfie. I told my husband it was stolen at the mall so he’d upgrade me to the newest model.

My neighbor threatened to report my front lawn landscaping to the HOA board. I know for a fact her husband’s "late night business trips" are spent at the motel three exits down.

I want to reach out to you so badly, but I respect your boundaries too much to ruin your peace again.

Everyone in my high school class is starting families while I am still trying to figure out my career path.

I write letters to my ex every month on the anniversary of our breakup, but I bury them in my backyard instead of sending them.

My old childhood neighborhood is filled with new modern houses now, erasing every memory marker of my youth.

My childhood treehouse finally collapsed last winter, and it felt like the last physical anchor of my youth was gone.

My childhood skate ramp in the backyard rotted away completely, and with it went the best summer memories of my life.