From the Confession Booth
Real souls. Real weight. Real release. Every name protected forever.
"I forwarded an email that was meant to be private. Just to one person, someone I trusted. But it was not mine to forward and the person it was about found out. They said they were not angry. Their face said otherwise."
"I told a child their drawing was not very good. They were five. They had worked hard on it and showed it to me with such pride. I do not know why I said what I said. Their face changed completely. I have never forgotten the speed with which I extinguished that small joy."
"I did not stand up for a friend when a group of people were being unkind about them behind their back. I stayed quiet and let it happen because I was new to the group and afraid. My silence was complicity. They eventually told me what had been said and I pretended I had not been there."
"I wrote something unkind anonymously online about someone I knew personally. It was mild by internet standards but I knew it would reach them and I knew exactly which insecurity it would land on. It was calculated. I am not that person anymore but I was that person then."
"I have a habit of arriving slightly late to things so I never have to stand somewhere waiting alone. It means other people always have to wait for me. I have never acknowledged this. I have let people think I am simply disorganised when in reality it is a small daily selfishness."
"I ignored a homeless man who asked me for help on a cold night because I was in a hurry. Not the first time I have walked past someone in need. But that particular night, the particular cold, the particular look on his face. I think about it still."
"I once deliberately excluded someone from a group chat we set up for a night out. I told the others I had forgotten to add them. I had not forgotten. I just did not want them there and was too cowardly to say so. They found out and I watched their face fall and said nothing."
"I have a colleague whose laugh I have always found irritating. Over several years I have made small comments that I knew would make others find it irritating too. I successfully made someone self conscious about their own laugh. I realised what I had done when I noticed they had stopped laughing freely."
"I laughed at a joke made at someone else expense when I should have said something. The person being laughed at was in the room. They laughed too but their eyes did not. I laughed anyway because I wanted to belong to the group more than I wanted to be decent."
"I cancelled plans with a friend who I knew was going through a difficult time because I simply did not have the emotional energy. I said I was unwell. She said she understood. She was dealing with something serious and I chose comfort over showing up."