Friendship
Red Flag Rage
Red Flags lay over the front yard; not sure as to why. The air was still. It welcomed me in with a blank smile. I shrugged it off as I met my mother, who raised me from afar for the first time. She was WARM and BRIGHT. She welcomed me into her arms, just like a long-lost daughter. I had found where I was supposed to be, maybe finding myself for the first time in years. Someone who treated me like her own, though she'd never met me before. She always called me daughter regardless.
By Jessie Lynn Nelsonabout 7 hours ago in Confessions
Why Infidelity is the Ultimate Life Support for Modern Marriage?
Mention the word "infidelity" in any social circle, and people will immediately break out the moral whip. They will passionately preach about betrayal, broken vows, lack of character, and cruel deception. It is an easy narrative to swallow.
By Lenka ΔihaΕovΓ‘7 days ago in Confessions
Recovery... isn't linear
This last week has been challenging for me and my family. Deadlines are coming up. Questions have been left unanswered. We are still transitioning from a recent change that put us back in survival mode, but we are on our way back to thriving mode.
By Adora Hooper12 days ago in Confessions
Loving Forever: A Story of a Beautiful Woman
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By SAMURAI SAM: Wild Wayne18 days ago in Confessions
My 911
Around September the 10th 2001, I was flying over the East Coast of the USA to touch down in Mexico for a two-week holiday. I was working for a company called SSS who provided IT support for Morgan Stanley who had a big presence in the World Trade Centre. My mate Jim was flying over for a work and holiday week in New York with some other SSS guys.
By Mike Singleton π Mikeydred 27 days ago in Confessions
Beach Canaries
Introduction This is another story on Seven Days In that is getting a lot of attention, and I noticed most of my recent fiction has been quite dark, and I wanted something that wasn't dark so this is a placeholder that will not disturb anyone.
By Mike Singleton π Mikeydred 30 days ago in Confessions
The Morning My Gut Told Me Something Was Wrong
My wife and I live in a row of duplexes. Here, everybody's kids end up playing in everybody's yard at some point. I know which kid belongs to which house, their parents by name, and which ones aren't supposed to leave the yard without a grown-up watching. Iβm aware of my living environment like that.
By Dadson Wanjohi about a month ago in Confessions
The Conversation I Didn't Know I Needed With Josh
Josh has been my workmate for a couple of years now. Heβs one of those guys who quietly became a real friend at some point, and I looked back and went, "hang on a minute, he's a proper mate" well after the fact. My car died on the side of the road once in the middle of nowhere and he drove twenty miles to come and pick me up.
By Dadson Wanjohi about a month ago in Confessions
Every Time I Started Cooking, My Dog Ran Out of the Kitchen. Here is How I Finally Uncovered His Secret
Yet, for months, we had a bizarre routine. The moment I walked into the kitchen and decided to cook a proper meal, Max would panicking, sprint out of the room, and disappear to some unknown corner of the apartment. He would only return when the cooking noise stopped and I was ready to serve the food on the table.
By Lenka ΔihaΕovΓ‘about a month ago in Confessions
Why Your Karmic Relationship Isn't Meant to Last (and Why That's the Point)
Nearly everyone who comes to me convinced they've lost their karmic relationship is grieving the wrong thing. They're grieving the ending, but how long they fought to keep open something the ending was never actually the tragedy. The tragedy, if there is one, is usually how long they fought to keep something open somethingin how long they fought to keep something open that had already finished doing what it came to do.
By Wilson Igbasi2 months ago in Confessions
