Post Deployment Rant Gone Wrong
My coping mechanism of choice is mockery. I choose this because it's better than crying, and crying is the worst thing I can do at work. You know, because I live on a nuclear carrier, as a gunner's mate, alongside egos and tough facades.
Who Am I Without Anyone?
Loneliness. As a sensitive soul, the weight of loneliness has felt crushing at times. Believing it was a void to be filled, a need to be met, I searched for wholeness. Rejection led to fewer and fewer boundaries, more and more self-doubt, and sometimes self-hatred.
What To Do If You Find A Demon In Your Toaster
Picture this: you wake up one morning, groggy and craving a slice of perfectly toasted bread. You head to the kitchen, pop your bread into the toaster, and press the lever down. But instead of the comforting smell of toasted bread, you're met with a puff of smoke and the sight of a demon emerging from your toaster. It's a scenario straight out of a horror movie, but don't panic just yet. Here are some steps you can take to handle this unexpected supernatural situation.
I See the Light!
The Only Way To Live Is According To What Others Think It doesn't matter if I'm told to do contradictory things. Be a doctor and a lawyer? Done. Be a Catholic, Evangelical, Paganist, Mormon- I'm everything all at once! In fact, I trust in God and believe there's no such thing.
I was very confused by the plastic bag full of empty sugar packets. I stood and stared for a few minutes, trying to work out an explanation that made sense. There weren't even granules of leftover sugar, as though the packets had been vacuumed clean. What on earth? And why was this sitting on the kitchen counter?
How I Got Closure with My Mom by Asking AI to Say Sorry
It’s been a heart-wrenching year where I’ve experienced my Mom’s silence following an angry outburst, sparked by my refusal to be the family’s target. I never would have guessed at her weeks-long reaction, let alone her refusal to reach out to move forward.
My Brother Thought Patriot Mobile Would Protect His Data
“I told him if I saw him in the driveway, I’d shoot him on the spot.” My brother’s eyebrows raised, his face resolute. “Over asking for some spare cans of food?” I asked, my eyebrows raised, unconvinced and skeptical.
The Movement of No-Contact: Why We're Standing Up To Family Abuse
For most of my life, I believed my family was close, and I became very confused when my brother and aunt ignored me for years without explanation. During times of contact, no explanation was ever given. They often lied to my mom about our conversations, directly insulted me, and made up lies about me when talking to my mom. Mom, who maintained regular contact with them, refused to confront any of it. I was left to my defenses, which were dismissed every time.