As editor, writer, creator, head intern, and official mascot of Confessional Culture Daily, it seems I ought to lead by example. The only confession I am willing to air publicly, however, is that I am an unapologetic caffeine junky. I also have a tendency to behave badly in public places, but that is neither here nor there.
My coffee habit began when I was very young, a mere five or six years old. My grandfather would make me milk with a splash of coffee and a lot of sugar. From this I have evolved into a full fleged afficionada, enjoying lattes and expresso with equal gusto. My day is not complete without a cup of coffee to start the day, or at the very least a diet Pepsi. I am only slightly embarrassed to admit that my favorite songs include the word "coffee." Such as Rufus Wainwright's "Last Cup of Coffee", many Beastie Boys songs, and Third Eye Blind's inspired lyric, "First we caffeinate then incinerate." Sounds like a Monday morning to me.
My confession here is nothing of the sort that will raise eyebrows. It is mundane and unimportant. But it shows the point that everyone can make a confession. Everyone has things that they can tell others that fall within the genre of confessional culture. It just depends on the degree one is willing to go to.