My neighbor plays loud music until 2 AM. I plugged an automated smart plug into his outdoor outlet and shut his patio speakers off every 20 minutes.

My mother has been keeping secrets from me for twenty years and I still visit her every week.

I eat raw cookie dough straight from the tube while binge-watching trashy reality TV dating shows on Sunday nights.

I found a second phone hidden inside the spare tire compartment of my husband’s Porsche. The only contact saved is my sister.

I feel like everyone around me has an instruction manual for life that I somehow missed receiving.

I feel like a spectator in my own life story, watching everything happen without having any real control.

I left my job without giving two weeks notice because my manager screamed at me during a team meeting.

I found a wallet with more money than I have earned and I returned it without keeping any.

I let a stray cat into our porch, fed it for weeks, and never told my family it wasn't a neighborhood visitor.

I found a lost designer wallet, took the cash out, and mailed the empty wallet back anonymously.

I put my ex's phone number on a car dealership contact request page when they wouldn't return my jacket.

I keep my bedroom completely dark during the day because sunlight makes my depressive thoughts feel too loud.

My childhood friends all live in different time zones now, and our group chat is just dead air.

I secretly love eating the burnt, crispy edges of brownies and throw the soft middle pieces away.

My childhood best friend and I grew apart so slowly that I didn't even notice the exact day we became strangers.