Soul, heart, resilient. The three first words that come to mind, describing one of the most influential women in my life; Janis Joplin.
All my life, love remained a mystery to me. In certain ways, I grew up without experiencing it, the way every child should. However, love was always something I could watch from the outside.
I still think about that moment on the jungle gym with him almost 40 years later. Deep within the recesses of my mind, there exists a moment that continues to resurface, a memory that holds a special place in my heart. It was a fleeting encounter, one of those instances that I find myself revisiting every now and then, even after all these years. It may seem obscure to some, but its depth and significance remain etched in my soul.
Tomorrow is My Birthday
Hi everyone! I just wanted to get on here and make a quick update. Sorry for being MIA most of this week. Mentally I just couldn't find the strength to write much, and now I think that I am coming down with a cold. Regardless though I am going to try to make the best of my birthday tomorrow, and the important part is I am still sober! Monday will mark one whole month since I last had a drink and I am so proud, but still taking it one day at a time so I will celebrate that on Monday!
A Caged Bird
Even on my best days, when I try to write, my brain speaks to me in a lexicon I fail to understand. The words of a story remain trapped, and I cannot direct them to the blank white page before me as I sit in this park. I watch a mother hug her little girl. Her arms wrapped around her like wings of protection, soft and warm like feathers. Her daughter's tiny face pressed against her heart. Then I remember you, sad, lonely, hurt, misunderstood. I knew you wanted to, one day, stretch your wings wide beneath the sun's warmth; you yearned to take flight. There were no limits. You would reach for the sky, breaking through the walls of that suffocating cage.
How I Almost Committed Suicide When I Was 14
When i was about 14 years old, i attempted to commit suicide. I probably would have been death by now. I remember taking countless different drugs, put them right into my mouth and swallowed them.
From Acceptance to Radiance
I clutched a chipped teacup, its cracks mirroring the fractures in my own heart. The steam danced, ephemeral wisps against the backdrop of a world that felt heavy and unforgiving. Self-love, a concept that seemed as distant as the stars, flickered tantalizingly on the edge of my awareness.
- Top Story - March 2024
Love: From the Perspective of the Unromantic
When reduced down to stereotypes, I've noticed that there is a harsh gender line regarding experiences of love and romance. Women are expected to have a stronger connection to and capacity for love. Love seems to play a more central role in a woman's expected life's narrative (i.e., fall in love, get married, have children). For men, love seems more often regarded as a secondary aspect to the narrative (i.e., achieve an aspiration, secure a wife along the way). I think this is part of the reason why girlhood gets lumped with romanticism in a way that boyhood never seems to be.
I Used to Disrespect LGBTQ People
I regret how I treated someone during my younger years due to ignorance and a lack of understanding. Around age 15–16, there was a gay classmate of mine who I was not very respectful towards at times.
To my longest and most toxic relationship, I've lost count now how many times I've broke up with you, only to take you back a few months later. Out of all the relationships I've been in through out my life, you've been the hardest one to let go. You have told me the most beautiful lies I have ever heard, and in the same breath have betrayed me in ways that nothing else has. You've made me addicted to the highs and lows of this relationship, I feel myself craving it sometimes.
I Had The Finest Sex Ever With A Monk
My five-year boyfriend and I broke up soon after I graduated. I went to China with my parents since I didn't want to spend the summer by myself. Although it was pleasant, I felt really vulnerable. I had to take a solo flight back so that I could have time to get ready for a new job, therefore I was dreading going home.
Brevard County Resident Claims He Was Mistreated At Local High School in 2018!
Anthony Stewart a 25-year-old Brevard County former student, Comes forward about mistreatment from his local high school and school board. Here is his full story from 2018.