I have felt very passionate about recording all of our Covid-19 experiences. I sent out a blast on Instagram & my other social media accounts asking people to send me their “Coronavirus Confessions.” And y’all, you did not disappoint! I know I feel so much more human after reading them, I hope you do too! If you would like to submit your own “Coronavirus Confession” you can via the anonymous submission form at the bottom of the page, Instagram private message, my Facebook page, or email.
Without further ado, ladies & gentleman, here are your Coronavirus Confessions:
My Coronavirus Confession: I’ve washed my hair less than when I’ve had newborn babies.
My Coronavirus Confession: I’ve been stoned for 4 days and don’t care. I have a medicinal card & I have some that goes in my drink. I put it in my morning coffee, my lunch time tea, and my dinner time tea. It’s the only thing that helps me breathe through the anger.
My Coronavirus Confession: My kids ate giant chocolate bunnies for dinner one night and dry shampoo is a perfectly acceptable replacement for an actual shower on a Zoom meeting.
My Coronavirus Confession: My husband wanted to go on a family outing once he was off work. It had been a very long day & when he asked me if I was interested in going, I told him I would rather lick the face of a person with coronavirus than get in the car with the entire family & go somewhere. Not my finest moment but I needed a break! And then he told me that if he ever said that to me I would be so pissed. I told him if he didn’t know marriage was a total double standard by now then we hadn’t been married long enough. He laughed, said he loved me, took the kids, & I had a whole 2 hours to myself. It was heaven.

My Coronavirus Confession: I’ve been sleeping in when I know my husband is working & has been for hours.
My Coronavirus Confession: I kicked my husband and 5 month old out of the house during a pandemic so I could be alone. My husband was like, “Where do you expect me to take her?” Me, “I. Don’t.Care.” Not one of my proudest moments, but hey.
My Coronavirus Confession: My kids have only had cliff bars all day. They refuse to eat anything else & I’ve given up. They are eating chocolate chips & watching movies on the couch.
My Coronavirus Confession: I’ve been sleeping in while my kid does their schoolwork alone.
My Coronavirus Confession: My 4 year old laid down in the kitchen floor one Sunday morning because he was totally over it. He told me “Nothing matters anymore.” I could perfectly relate, almost laid in the floor with him.
My Coronavirus Confession: My mind never stops racing so I have started listening to books just to escape. I am an introvert and I am tired of having people constantly in my space. On the other hand, I am really LOVING remote learning. I haven’t bought Coke to have at home in over 3 years but I have gone through a 12 pack every week for the last 3 weeks. I cried over pizza the other night…that might be a new low. It was the first time we have eaten something I haven’t had to cook since March 15 and it was terrible so I cried.
THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO SUBMITTED A CORONAVIRUS CONFESSION! I have more coming on Monday. If you would like to submit your own confession please reach out to me. I would love to share your anonymous story.
- Everything posted here is anonymous. I will never share who sent what & I delete the messages after they are sent.
- This is a no JUDGEMENT zone. Everyone has their own political opinion, economic situation, and state & country rules/laws which means we are all experiencing this in a different way. I don’t judge anyone on their feelings during this time, not even those who feel very differently than me on the pandemic. I believe all of these feelings need recorded.
- I will delete comments on this post & social media that refer to any of the brave sharers in a negative way. We are all doing our trying our hardest, so best assumptions must be made by those leaving a comment. Comments will be turned off if it gets ugly.
- I will reserve the right to not share a confession that crosses the line on being mean or hateful.
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