Humanity
Entry #7 or Life?
Before we start, can we acknowledge how much you, reader, and I, Dani, both want to smack Dani across the face for pumping out these dramatic, wannabe groundbreaking, and highly clickbaity titles? It's nothing more than Dani's little lost teenage self stuck inside her aging body, finally and painfully exerting her creativity.
By Danielle Silva18 days ago in Confessions
The Things That Creep Me Out . Top Story - October 2026.
Honestly, there isnโt a whole lot that creeps me out. I can hold most bugs in my hand as long as no stingers or pinchers, observing them with curiosity. No problem. Snakes, (the harmless ones of course!) donโt really bother me either. Iโm more fascinated by them than anything. Most spiders donโt phase me either. Isnโt their web spinning and craftsmanship fascinating by the way?
By Jasmine Aguilar23 days ago in Confessions
Notes from the Mind Palace.
Listen to Cheated Hearts. by The Yeah Yeah Yeahs. There is a specific, sickening frequency to being done dirty by someone you trusted. It isnโt just a simple disagreement; it is a profound violation that completely rewrites the reality of the space you inhabit.
By Syl De'Vil29 days ago in Confessions
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 a month 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 Hooperabout a month ago in Confessions
The Mind of a Forgetful
We've all been there at some point in our lives: you walk into the kitchen to get something out of the refrigerator, open the door, and can't remember what you went looking for in the first place. Imagine things like this happening repeatedly on a daily basis. That is my forever problem, and for the life of me, I cannot get used to it.
By ChezaLuna2 months ago in Confessions








