Bad habits
A Piece of Me
"You’re not good at anything" the voice whispered as I sat down to complete my work for school. It was nearing the end of the term and I was so close to getting my degree. I needed to stay concentrated but of course the voices I heard came like a daunting force inside my head. "I’m not good at anything?" I replied as I slowly started to sink into my chair. Not finding the words to write my research paper due that night. "I guess so I mean what I have succeeded in. Nothing. I mean what am I even great at? I’m a failure, if anything." I had let the voices torment me into believing I was worthless for a long time. Years had passed by and I still couldn’t get it out of my head. Memories of me not getting to play long term in basketball a dream of mine came pouring into my head. The jobs I lost, and the times I quit at something just ravaged through my mind. One particular memory of my coach telling me I had heart but couldn’t continue because I didn’t have enough skill. The whole I don’t have enough skill happened to me more than once in my life and this stuck with me.
Cerina GalvanPublished 8 months ago in ConfessionsOh Anxiety...what have I done to You...!?
I have never felt so downcast having to see my self go through the ridicule of a shaky mouth on an interview of a life time. Hell "No" heaven must have failed me, speaking to myself...I said. I ought to get this job; oh I was so prepared. I read, read and read repeatedly preparing to give the Best. Indeed, I failed myself. What a shame I thought to myself.
Albin TawoPublished 8 months ago in ConfessionsI Am Mikeydred
Introduction This is for Kayleigh Fraser ❤️'s Get To Know Me #Challenge after a push from Caroline. You can read about it here:
Mike Singleton - MikeydredPublished 8 months ago in ConfessionsSize Matters! Decoding Titanic's Role in the Disaster
The Titanic, the largest ship of its time, set sail on its maiden voyage in 1912 with the belief that it was unsinkable. However, within days, the ship met its demise when it struck an iceberg in the North Atlantic Ocean. Of the over 2,200 passengers and crew on board, only 706 survived that fateful night. Questions have arisen about whether a smaller ship would have fared better or if the size of the iceberg truly mattered.
Darlington SundayPublished 8 months ago in ConfessionsUnwavering Honesty
Chapter 1: Unwavering Honesty In the picturesque town of Cedarwood, there lived two friends, Clara and David, whose bond was forged by their commitment to honesty. From a young age, they made a solemn pact never to tell a lie, no matter how small or inconvenient. Clara, with her expressive green eyes, was known for her candidness, and David, with his warm smile, was the embodiment of integrity.
June Oliver Franz RoxasPublished 8 months ago in ConfessionsI'm a gambling addict.
Hey. My name is Billie, I'm freshly 30 and I'm a gambling addict. I don't know how to start this piece entirely, and I have no doubt with how uncomfortable I feel about my confession, this piece will not flow but we're going with it for the sake of awareness and relatability.
Billie WhytePublished 8 months ago in ConfessionsQuirks, Foibles, and Fears
After reading other people's posts sharing their personal stories for the Get To Know Me #challenge, I decided to join in the fun and share 10 things most people don't know about me (although arachnophobes should probably skip #9).
Nanette M. DayPublished 8 months ago in ConfessionsA Love Story Gone Wrong
In the warm and vibrant streets of Florida, a story of love, dreams, and ultimate tragedy unfolded, leaving hearts heavy and questions unanswered. It's a tale of Adekunle, a Nigerian soldier, and his beautiful wife, Sarah, that began with love at first sight but ended in a shocking and heartbreaking manner.
Saheed AbdulsalamPublished 9 months ago in ConfessionsConfessions of a Serial Procrastinator!!!
I guess everything started honestly enough, as these things frequently do. It was only an innocuous postponement, a minor demonstration of delaying. Much to my dismay that this apparently minor propensity would before long assume control over my life and almost annihilate it. My excursion from being a chronic slowpoke to somebody who at last defeated this devastating propensity is a story I should share, for I realize that there are many out there who battle similarly as.
Michael StephensPublished 9 months ago in ConfessionsU.S. Open Ejects Fan From Alexander Zverev Match Over ‘Hitler Phrase’
U.S. Open Ejects Fan From Alexander Zverev Match Over ‘Hitler Phrase’ The U.S. Open ejected a fan from Alexander Zverev's match on Monday after the fan allegedly used a phrase associated with Adolf Hitler.
Punit kumarPublished 9 months ago in ConfessionsInability
I want so much in my life to change. I have goals and plans like many of us do, but do not believe they will come true. This is because I don’t trust myself. I believe trust in yourself comes from showing yourself that you can follow through in even the smallest tasks you have assigned for yourself. This is something I fail at constantly. I try to set myself up for success but always seem to self-sabotage. I know that one of the reasons I do this is because I am trying to convince and show myself that I am not trustworthy even to myself. This weekend I promised myself I would go out with a friend who has been asking to see me. I never went out with her. As I laid in bed thinking of excuses to tell her, one word came to mind: inability. I feel unable to do the things I want to do. I want to do things and know how happy I could be if I simply did them, and yet I will not do them. I know I won’t do them because I never have before.
LilyPublished 9 months ago in ConfessionsWho is Paul Stewart?
Hey. So, this is my entry for Kayleigh Fraser's unofficial Get To Know Me Challenge for September. I feel like during my time publishing on Vocal I have given of myself quite a lot. Whether I am writing fiction, non-fiction, poetry, satire, horror or in the comments, there is always quite a lot of Paul Stewart in there. So people know about my accidental poet status, my love of music and film maybe, my family, my animals, my depression and anxiety and trying not to shy away from the fact that I am an incredibly flawed individual.
Paul StewartPublished 9 months ago in Confessions