Bad habits
As Told By: I’m A Mean Girl and I Hate Myself For it.
I have the self-awareness to admit that I’m a mean girl just like the great Regina George said, “At least I know I’m mean.” I guess I have the morality to admit to myself that it doesn’t make me feel good, but I keep doing it. I guess there is a part of me that wants to stop but I can’t.
By Michelle3 years ago in Confessions
I am you
As I purchase the ball of rice, as the yen drops to the dollar, I think of my comfortable life back in the United States. I sigh, feeling the insight, to live on the other side of the coin. Living so poorly, should I delve deep into romanticism, live in a dream like world, in love with grief and suffering. To dig a bit deeper, to feel a bit harder, to grit towards the brink of war. To have the hell, beaten out of me by the upcoming winter.
By Kristen G she/her 3 years ago in Confessions
Ways to Incorporate Role Playing into Your Relationship . Content Warning.
It could be awkward to first introduce the concept of role-playing in the bedroom and acting as a “naughty” pilot who wants to be accepted into the Mile High Club alongside a seductive flight attendant. That may come across as a little corny. But for exactly that reason—to let go of your inhibitions and lean into something more lighthearted and liberating—you might want to give it a shot in the first place.
By Gabrielle Martins3 years ago in Confessions
Three Moments
I feel like there is something I should have been told… 1. I was on a social media site, watching a video related to racism in the USA. I decided to repost it to friends whom I knew would be very interested in the issues covered. I received a very pointed message from a former student. Apparently, I did not set them up with a “trigger warning”. This bothered me, and I made it clear that life did not come with one, I never received one when I was being mistreated over my race, and that the rest of the world did not deserve to be coddled and protected from the true ugliness out there. My correspondent countered with the idea that movies come with ratings, so why can’t I provide a warning much in the same way? Right, the movies… A system of ratings created by the same industry in order to protect their backs from the press and local government (Hollywood is always out for itself; it is a real show business). I really did not know what to say, so I did not say a thing. I just make sure not to share these videos with this student (and should I mention that we are of the same race?)
By Kendall Defoe 3 years ago in Confessions
Interview With The Men In The Mirrors
Thoughts spun, just out of reach. A kaleidoscope of colours and sounds and feelings, drifting, swirling. One comes tantalizingly close, an idea just centimeters away from real, words and dialogue. The unformed story drifts closer, and just as I stretch for, reach towards that shining, golden thought, it vanished. Lost in the maelstrom of memory and questions that tore through my mind.
By Alexander McEvoy3 years ago in Confessions
I draw a line
I am someone who stands outside the “normal”. I wake up at 5 (or earlier) a.m., I walk first thing first, then train at the gym, then go back home and start working. After work to unwind I don’t watch TV, I don’t scroll the social media, I don’t go out and drink: I read, I write, I listen to audio books or podcasts. I don’t go to the cinema to watch movies, I don’t like to eat out, and I don’t like to travel that much. I don’t feel the need to go on holiday, to stop my routine and do something else, to stop working and relax for weeks every year. I enjoy my days, from Monday to Sunday, I do what I like the most and so I’m content and at peace. I don’t need anything else. I don’t have many friends, I’m not too social, I struggle to make new connection. I’m basically a weirdo.
By Luca Nicoletti3 years ago in Confessions
The corpers' Lodge
In a quaint town nestled between rolling hills and lush greenery, there stood the corpers' lodge—a place where dreams converged, friendships blossomed, and love found its way into unexpected hearts. The air buzzed with youthful energy as fresh graduates embarked on a journey that would forever alter the course of their lives. Among the eager faces was Lara, a spirited young woman with dreams as vast as the open sky. As fate would have it, she found herself assigned to the corpers' lodge, a cozy haven that would become the backdrop for a tale of love and self-discovery. The lodge, a vibrant mosaic of personalities, was filled with laughter and camaraderie. Lara quickly formed a bond with her fellow corpers, sharing dreams and aspirations beneath the moonlit skies. Amidst the chaos of lesson plans and community projects, she found solace in the unspoken connections that tied them together. Amidst this sea of friendship, Lara's gaze often lingered on the charismatic Daniel—a fellow corper whose magnetic presence drew her in. Their eyes met across crowded rooms, sparking a connection that transcended the confines of mere friendship. Unbeknownst to Lara, Daniel too felt the currents of something profound pulling them closer. One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, the corpers gathered around a bonfire. The crackling flames mirrored the burning emotions within Lara's heart. In the dance of shadows, Daniel took her hand, and they swayed to the rhythm of a melody only they could hear. The night held promises of love, whispered by the wind and witnessed by the stars. As weeks turned into months, Lara and Daniel's connection deepened. Amidst the challenges of their teaching assignments, they found solace in each other's arms, discovering the magic of love in the most unexpected of places—the corpers' lodge. Yet, like all tales of love, theirs faced trials. The end of their tenure approached, casting a looming shadow over their budding romance. Uncertainty gripped their hearts as the prospect of parting ways loomed large. The corpers' lodge, once a haven, now bore witness to the bittersweet symphony of love on the verge of farewell. In the final days, Lara and Daniel stole moments beneath the shade of ancient trees, professing their love amidst tearful goodbyes. The emotional whirlwind intensified as they navigated the delicate balance between chasing dreams and holding onto a love that had become the heartbeat of their existence. The corpers' lodge, a silent witness to their journey, stood as a symbol of love's resilience. On the eve of their departure, beneath a sky painted with hues of pink and gold, Lara and Daniel stood hand in hand, vowing to defy the odds. Love, they realized, was not bound by time or distance—it was a force that transcended the physical realm. As the bus carried them away from the town that had become the canvas of their love story, Lara clutched a handwritten letter from Daniel—a promise etched in ink, affirming that their paths would converge once again. The corpers' lodge, now a distant memory, remained etched in their hearts as a testament to a love that withstood the test of time. Years passed, and careers blossomed. Yet, like a melody echoing in the depths of their souls, Lara and Daniel's love endured. In a twist of fate, their paths crossed once more, this time in a bustling city where destiny had orchestrated their reunion. The corpers' lodge, a chapter in their past, had paved the way for a future woven with the threads of enduring love. In the glow of city lights, Lara and Daniel found themselves standing at the threshold of a new beginning. The lessons learned, the challenges faced, and the love that weathered storms had led them to this moment—a moment where they realized that the corpers' lodge, though miles away, had never truly left them. And so, beneath a starlit sky, Lara and Daniel embraced a future intertwined with the echoes of their past. The corpers' lodge, a distant memory, had become the cornerstone of a love story that defied time and space, leaving an indelible mark on their hearts.
By Glorious Queen3 years ago in Confessions
Buddha rules to Change life
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By Sunny G R3 years ago in Confessions
Is God real ?
The word addresses the profound and timeless question of the existence of God, offering a comprehensive exploration of various facets and presenting a nuanced argument in support of the belief in a divine entity. The speaker, drawing from their background as a former Bible teacher, methodically responds to the inquiry about the reality of God with a multifaceted and detailed approach.
By Sunny G R3 years ago in Confessions
