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To quote Albert Camus : ''There is but one truly serious philosophical problem and that is suicide.'' Indulge me as I provide my attempt at answering-
YonathanJPublished 10 days ago in ConfessionsWhat are the Long-term Advantages of Modular Switch Plates?
Introduction While dealing with electrical components, an attribute your electrician craves is ease of installation. The main idea behind using a modular switch plate is to achieve flexibility during electrical setup and arrangements. Apart from the obvious benefit we are going to explore other important advantages of modular switch plates.
Rosie WilliamPublished 11 days ago in Confessions5 Best Ways to Ask for Phone Number from a Lady
Asking for a telephone number in person can be terrifying in an era of technology where connections are often made through screens and swipes. The search for the perfect words and approach can be quite agonizing, particularly to men seeking to respectfully establish relationships with women they adore. However, this can be a smooth affair if you have guts, sincerity as well as some of all these – style; because both parties feel that it is done without much encroachment into their personal space. Below are five strategies that may help one master this fine art.
alex kimuyuPublished 11 days ago in ConfessionsThe last letter
In a small town nestled among rolling hills, where the sunsets painted the sky in hues of pink and orange, there lived a young woman named Emily. She was known for her kindness, her laughter, and her love for the written word. Every day, Emily would sit beneath the old oak tree in the town square, penning letters to friends, family, and sometimes even strangers, spreading warmth with her heartfelt words.
Curtis OtiendePublished 11 days ago in ConfessionsLove is Part Xll
"Success is to be measured not so much by the position that one has reached in life as by the obstacles which he has overcome while trying to succeed."
LOVE IS SERIES . 🌹Published 11 days ago in ConfessionsI Am Not Fun Anymore.
Everyday I’m getting older, everyday brings more mistakes. leaving the way I did was a way of saying fuck you. It was my final act of rebellion, my way of asserting my identity and my independence. My old friends told me that I am no longer fun anymore and I laughed but the longer I think about it the less funny it became. It became a very odd thing to think about, I lived in a place were if I died it would definitely shock people but they wouldn’t be surprised that was when I knew that I needed to change.
NatPublished 11 days ago in ConfessionsPassport Bros Expect To Be Treated Better In Colombia
They even have a website; trust me, none of the passport bros look like that! Trust me; no one cares about you leaving the USA. I think the saying goes, let the trash take itself out.
sara burdickPublished 12 days ago in ConfessionsConfronting My Doppelganger
As I sit down to write this, I feel a shiver run down my spine, for I am about to confess something that has haunted me for years. It's a story of shadows that seem to mirror my every move and of a presence that I cannot shake off – my doppelganger.
Annie AmalahaPublished 12 days ago in ConfessionsThere's Always Another Way
Introduction This is a Seven Days In post from 2015, nine years back, about what I thought were anger issues. While many things annoy me I still don't get angry. In my workplaces the most anger I have seen has always been from men and was usually excused by "You know what they're like" or "But they're good at their job", for me neither is an excuse when the anger happens on a regular basis.
Mike Singleton - MikeydredPublished 13 days ago in ConfessionsUnraveling the Controversy Stalled Labor Pick Julie Su and California's Missing Billions
Certain issues arise in the complex fabric of government that both grab the public's attention and have a profound impact on the halls of power. The current controversy involving California's startling financial disparities and Julie Su's delayed labor selection is just one such chapter in the continuous story of accountability and governance. It is our responsibility to work our way through the intricate details of these problems and separate the points of dispute in order to comprehend the seriousness of the current situation.
Namira AbdullahPublished 13 days ago in ConfessionsRamblings On Death
I can't wait to die. Not that I am suicidal, far from that. I've written to lenghts before about my perspective on life, how ''those that choose life are the bravest of all!''
YonathanJPublished 14 days ago in Confessions10 Million Little Things...
When a person has been through so much trauma there comes a point where the mind overthinks every little detail and every little interaction that hasn't become a commonplace occurrence. That too sometimes gets questioned in his or her mind. This is where I found myself this morning when I stepped out of my car to pump gas at my local gas station and a gentleman came strolling up to me but respectfully keeping his distance and said, "Mam, I hope you don't take this the wrong way but you are beautiful." I said thank you and continued pumping my gas as did he. He didn't say anything else to me while we were both going about the business of putting gas into our vehicles but my mind was going a thousand miles a minute from just that simple interaction. "He didn't go behind my car and put a tracker on it when I wasn't looking, did he? No, of course not, I saw him come out of the gas station.", "Am I really that beautiful? No, trust me, you don't want me. I mean if you could just hear me rattling off in my head right now you'd understand why.", "Damaged beyond repair that's what I am. It's best I'm left alone.", I had turned to put my wallet back into my car and my thoughts turned to, "Watch your back. Listen. He may try to attack you." Eventually, we both finished pumping our gas and then he bid me a good day and I did him as well and he left. A simple interaction and yet it brought tears to my eyes. As you've probably figured out by now I don't take compliments from the opposite sex very well anymore. I'm not sure how to perceive them. Are they disguises for something more sinister lying in wait just down the line? Is it a mask used to lure me in? To me, all a compliment from a man spells out is danger. You see, we've been down this path several times before and it always ends badly. I feel like a stray animal that's never been in a loving home before and doesn't understand how to accept love. My parents showed me love in the best way they knew how but to be honest, it was an obscured view as well, and now although I have a good understanding of what love should look like I don't trust that it exists at least not long term. And certainly not for me. When I receive a compliment I know what I should do is receive the compliment, perhaps say something nice back but in my mind, all I can do is look for danger and all I want to do is run. You see what you don't see is the 10 million little thoughts running through my mind, what you don't see is the 10 million ways I've done thought of how you've murdered me and buried my body, what you don't see or realize is the 10 million little things that have led to my PTSD and my trauma ridden mind, what you don't realize is the 10 million battles I've already had to overcome and the last thing I want to do is overcome another one, you don't know the 10 million mountains I've climbed just to get here, you don't see my 10 million little scars do you? You wouldn't I try hard to hide them. I've tried hard to overcome them, to shine despite them but there is one thing that terrifies me still. Please don't be nice to me.
Lindsey AltomPublished 14 days ago in Confessions