Bad habits
Confessions of a Former Alcoholic Part 8
Just recently, after returning from a Middle Eastern vacation, I smoked 15 packs of cigarettes in 3 days. I think it's a record for me. Either because I have too many lungs, or it looks like I'll die of lung cancer in 10 years.
By TheNaethabout a year ago in Confessions
When Love Wasn’t Enough — But Still Everything
I never believed in “right person, wrong time” — not until I lived it. We met during a season of chaos. My life was a blur of unfinished healing and unspoken pain. He was focused, driven, but quietly tired — tired of expectations, tired of always doing what was right instead of what he truly wanted. Neither of us was looking for love. But love, as I’ve come to learn, doesn’t wait for your permission. It simply arrives.
By Nadeem Shah about a year ago in Confessions
Why I Secretly Love Rainy Mondays
Most people groan when they wake up on a Monday morning. Add gray skies and the steady tap of rain against the window, and it becomes the perfect excuse to complain. But me? I secretly love it. There’s something about a rainy Monday that feels like a reset button — as if the world has slowed down just enough for me to breathe while everyone else rushes past.
By Enric Millyabout a year ago in Confessions
Confessions of a Former Alcoholic Part 6
As a social drinker, I've begun to have one beer or glass of red wine every week. A normal existence is a great thing. I began getting up early and going for walks. Do you know the morning routines? It really keeps you energetic.
By TheNaethabout a year ago in Confessions
Confessions of a Former Alcoholic Part 5
While I was working on my own projects for five months, I noticed I was no longer living an antisocial lifestyle at home. Under the influence of alcohol, I began caressing and feeding cats practically outdoors. while previous traumas returned, cats helped me overcome them, and while I strolled the streets, more ideas came to mind. Now I am working on these projects.
By TheNaethabout a year ago in Confessions
The Day I Stopped Running From Myself
1. The Coffee Shop Breakdown The steam from my chai latte blurred my vision as the first tear fell. Right there between the oat milk carafe and a display of overpriced matcha cookies, my body decided what my mind had refused to admit for years: I was drowning.
By Waqas Ahmadabout a year ago in Confessions
The Mirror's Truth
Ever caught yourself believing a story about yourself that feels too good to question? In the small, pine-scented town of Willow Creek, Clara Bennett’s life looked like a dream. She was a hotshot lawyer, married to a kind man, and the kind of person everyone envied. But behind her polished smile, Clara was wrestling with a lie she told herself every day—one that threatened to unravel everything she’d built.
By Thomasabout a year ago in Confessions
A Moment You Knew You Were the Villain in Someone Else’s Story
Ever had a moment where you realized you were the bad guy in someone’s life, and it hit you like a brick to the chest? That’s what happened with me and Jamie. It wasn’t some epic betrayal or a screaming match—just a selfish, careless choice that left my best friend hurting. This is the raw, messy story of the night I became the villain in his world, and how it still gnaws at me
By Thomasabout a year ago in Confessions
A Crush I’ll Never Admit to in Person
Ever had a crush that hits you like a freight train, but you’d rather eat glass than tell them how you feel? That’s me with Alex. He’s the guy who’s got my heart in a chokehold, and I’ll probably go to my grave before I ever fess up. This is the raw, messy tale of a crush that’s as exhilarating as it is gut-wrenching, a secret I carry like a bruise I can’t stop pressing.
By Thomasabout a year ago in Confessions
