Childhood
One-Sided Love
I remember the first time I laid eyes on him. I was only ten years old and my brother had invited him over to our house to hang out. At the time, I had no idea who he was but the moment I saw him, I felt something stir inside me. I felt as if the world around me stopped. He was a few years older than me but that didn't matter. I didn't want him to love me back, I just wanted to be close to him, His presence was enough for me. Whenever he came over, I felt like I was on cloud nine but on the days he didn't come, I felt lost as if something important was missing from my life. I went out of my way to see him, even going as far as befriending his younger sister. She was nice, I liked her and till today, I cherish her.
By The Whispererabout a year ago in Confessions
The Innocence of Childhood
When I was a little girl, I wanted to be a princess. I know, it's cliché, since most little girls at some point in their lives have probably wanted to be a princess too. The princesses depicted in the Disney movies that most of us grew up with were beautiful. They had beautiful hair, perfect skin, big bright eyes and of course they wore the most magical and beautiful flowing gowns. I’m sure many of us twirled around in pretend princess dresses and loved it, but none of these were the real reasons I wanted to be a princess.
By Heidi McCloskeyabout a year ago in Confessions
Who Are You??
Why when things seem to go well? Suddenly, without warning. They stop working? Questions. Questions that rarely have answers. And all they do is increase the uncertainty. How much does luck have to do in all this? But actually, in a second everything can change.
By keith singuranabout a year ago in Confessions
The Empathy Struggle: Navigating Love and Relationships as a Highly Empathic Person
Empathy is a wonderful trait that allows us to connect with others and understand their emotions. However, for highly empathic individuals, this gift can sometimes feel like a curse. The ability to sense and absorb the emotions of others can be overwhelming, leading to emotional overload and burnout. In this post, we'll explore some of the typical challenges that highly empathic beings face in everyday life and offer tips for navigating them.
By Misty Rothermundabout a year ago in Confessions
Fly Little Birds
Motherhood has to be one of the most complex, nuanced issues on the face of the earth. I find myself grappling with all sides of it most days and my multifaceted brain gets tangled in the highway of thought. I have my own experience of motherhood and that is all I can really speak from. Because we all start from the Mother. None of us would be here without Her. I am a mother of four, three of which are adults now and one teenager. And I am estranged from them, mostly. Two of them wish not to be in my life, and two I hear from on occasion. It’s hard to know where to start to explain the story of how I am living a life apart from the ones I brought into this world, cared for single handedly even with partners present, and fought alone in the war that was motherhood. With all the information I have now, as the world discovers undiagnosed autism and neurodivergence in the world of women, trauma awareness and other issues of access such as poverty, I can see through a clear enough lens. I can hear my own trauma and experience with my own mother, and I can hear the pain of my children from the ways in which I wasn’t able to show up. It’s been a long journey that I am still on to forgive myself for doing the best I could with the tools I had.
By Moyana Gebhardtabout a year ago in Confessions
Lost in the Shuffle
Written in 2019. I feel guilty I do not remember as much about my little sister Itzel’s childhood as I do our other sister, Chelsey. Maybe it is because her childhood is still ongoing or because I was lumped with Chelsey all the time, despite her only being five years older. All three of us are closer than a lot of sisters. I talk more about Chelsey; I share more with Chelsey. Of course, she is nearly sixteen and Itzel is eleven, while I am twenty-five. Chelsey and I remember the harsher moments of our childhoods, working hard to protect Itzel from such gruesome matters. It made us good sisters, it made us close, but it also tore me apart from Itzel.
By Lalainaabout a year ago in Confessions
Advantages and disadvantages of reading books
ADVANTAGES: In today's fast-paced digital era, where technology dominates our lives and information is just a click away, the age-old tradition of reading books holds a special place. Reading books has been a cherished pastime for centuries, providing a gateway to knowledge, imagination, and personal growth. This essay explores the enduring magic of reading books and the numerous benefits it offers to individuals and society as a whole.
By Shamreenaabout a year ago in Confessions
The Puzzle of My Past
As my boyfriend Joey skated across the rink, I jokingly snapped a selfie with my adoptive mother. But her response shook me to my core. What if I really was adopted? The thought echoed in my mind, drowning out the cheers of the hockey game. I struggled to hold back tears and hide my emotions from Joey.
By The Liv Chaptersabout a year ago in Confessions
The Surprising Benefits of Being Bored
In today's fast-paced world, boredom is often viewed as an unwelcome visitor. However, recent studies have shed light on the surprising benefits of being bored. Contrary to popular belief, boredom can actually be a catalyst for personal growth, creativity, and overall well-being. In this article, we will delve into the profound advantages of embracing boredom and explore how this seemingly mundane state of mind can foster creativity, enhance problem-solving skills, and promote self-reflection.
By Sofikul Islamabout a year ago in Confessions
Friendship to Love
Once upon a time, in a small picturesque town, there lived two best friends named Emma and Daniel. They had been inseparable since childhood, sharing laughter, dreams, and endless adventures together. As they grew older, their bond only deepened, but something more profound was beginning to develop between them.
By Didar Ibn Firozabout a year ago in Confessions
THE FACE BEHIND THAT GORGEOUS SMILE
My beauty is overrated i would say, my smiles can make a little child shiver and my skin looks like those little pretty black marbles but life is like sitting in a furnace,I know right no one would sit in a furnace and no one would love my life ,right from the start i mean my birth ,my mum staying behind with my pregnancy at only 4 months as my dad passed on.
By Riano Remmy Twestabout a year ago in Confessions