Embarrassment
My Last Love Letter to You
My Love, I am writing this pre-emptively, as I already know the end has come. I was hoping you’d be my forever. At the seasoned age of 28, I am well aware we don’t always get what we want. The biggest, brightest, hottest stars always burn out the quickest. Cliché as it might be, I suppose the same could be said of our relationship.
By Wendy2 years ago in Confessions
12 Reminders for Year-End Reflection
It is that time of the year again when everyone posts how truly they have accomplished feats of success, competence, grit and determination. How magnificently their vision boards have manifested in the brilliance of their alluring existence! While it is a celebratory feat for all those who had a year that was filled with love and light, it is important to remember that the life projected on social media is the highlight of someone’s best days in the entirety of their existence. It is amazing for someone to put themselves out there and post their joy for life on their platform, but in the world where comparison is so normalised, I hope you remember life does not need to be aesthetically pleasing and swoon-worthy for it to be called a perfect life.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Confessions
The Biggest Red Flag That I Have Noticed on the First Date
Electric Avenue is still a thriving street in Westlands, Nairobi. Lamps are lit indicating early evening, the brightness of the neon lights illuminating the crowds waiting for the night. The atmosphere is alive with the sound of people laughing, glasses clinking and music emanating from different bars and dancing clubs established alongside the road. It was here that I was on a proper first date with Zoe, the lady from the dating site whose description of herself as an ‘adventurer’ and a ‘lover of concerts’ caught my attention.
By Ian Sankan2 years ago in Confessions
An ode to my journey
Remember the times when we would yearn for certain things and beings to foster their being into our lives, where what we wanted was so far-fetched, dreams that we found so unfathomable to forge their breaths in our lives? It is wondrous and almost astonishing how existence in the most unimaginable ways, how we fathom that something we can never live without, life always turns out for the better when we let go of what no longer serves us, of what we can no longer control or any experience, person, entity or situation that we outgrow in our existential being.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Confessions
LORD, I’ve Messed Up…
Juliana Carros sat alone in her dimly lit apartment, her body trembling as she clutched a pillow to her chest. The weight of her decision pressed down on her like a heavy storm cloud, suffocating her spirit. Tears streamed down her face as she whispered into the stillness, her voice trembling with desperation.
By Mrs. O2 years ago in Confessions
I terminated my startup. Here's the real deal
I am announcing the closure of Zencape Health today. We have reached the conclusion of our journey after four years, two significant pivots, innumerable tests, tens of thousands of dollars in annual income, one app launch, thousands of patient encounters, and a multi-million dollar relationship with a prestigious hospital.
By Luca Müller2 years ago in Confessions
What I Think About Christmas
I used to love Christmas when I was a child. At the age of seven, I discovered that the presents were given by my father, not by the so-called jolly old man who came at night and slid down the chimney to leave gifts under the tree. After all, that doesn’t make sense, as I live in a tropical country and in a region where it’s never cold. We don’t even have chimneys! It would make more sense to have a giant freezer to combat the year-round heat. Santa Claus couldn’t possibly come out of a freezer. Or could he?
By Persephone2 years ago in Confessions
Things I learnt from my recent setbacks
Things I learnt from my recent setbacks How I wish life were filled with glory and love, tales of how we succeed in every aspect of our life, emerging victorious in battles filled with animosity and sadness. Every mortal being experiences seasons of rise and fall, of light and dark, of pain and purpose, and defeat and victory.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Confessions
One Day at a Time: Reclaiming Your Life from Gambling Addiction. AI-Generated.
Gambling can often start as a harmless pastime—a night out at the casino, a friendly poker game or some online sport bets. But for many, what begins as innocent entertainment can quickly spiral into a destructive addiction. Gambling addiction, often referred to as "the hidden addiction," can consume every aspect of life, leaving a trail of financial ruin, broken relationships, and emotional despair. If you find yourself struggling with this, know that you’re not alone, and recovery is not only possible but also transformative. By taking it one day at a time, you can reclaim your life and rediscover hope and purpose.
By Obot A.2 years ago in Confessions
The Surprising Reasons We Become What We Hate
For so many years, I kept telling myself, that I didn’t want to become like my biological mother. I had a list of things I didn’t want to do, behaviours I didn’t want to emulate, and values I wouldn’t accept. Despite my determination, I found myself falling into patterns that contradicted my own values. It felt strange, even disheartening, but I eventually realised that this phenomenon is not unique to me. It is a psychological reality of how the mind functions, and understanding it can lead to profound self-awareness.
By A Little Butterfly2 years ago in Confessions
Sunday Morning at Church
My cat told me not to go to Church this morning. I almost obeyed her. I was wondering if I could go to the bar on a Saturday night and then go to Church on a Sunday morning without feeling like a confounded hypocrite. I defied my cat's advice and drove to church thinking about the song "Boondocks" by Little Big Town. "You get a line, I'll get a pole. We'll go fishing in the crawfish hole. Five-card poker on Saturday night. Church on Sunday morning." I'm glad I defied my cat and went to church. It's decorated so Christmas style and it lifts my spirits even if I'm a "black sheep" or even if I'm not an essential member of the church.
By Shanon Angermeyer Norman2 years ago in Confessions
