Humanity
The Warm Hug to Myself on My Recent Accomplishment
The Warm Hug to Myself on My Recent Accomplishment Whenever you find yourself talking negatively to yourself or judging or shaming yourself for something you have done wrong maybe today, or in your past, think about saying those harsh words to the younger version of you. How atrocious of you would it be to talk to your inner child like that, of telling the most disdainful of phrases that would never leave your mouth for the people you love? We live in a world where it is normalized to treat yourself with grit and harshness and to be hard on yourself because guess what we live in a hustling world where everybody charges with lightning speed towards their goals and if you render yourself with steadiness and ease, we are losing the damn game of life.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Confessions
The Disappearance of Sky
For years, Emily had been caught in a web spun by her best friend, Sky, and his boyfriend, Scoot. It wasn’t obvious at first; Sky had been her closest friend since 2019. They’d shared almost everything—their hopes, their fears, their late-night existential crises. Sky was funny, intelligent, and kind, or at least, that’s what she thought.
By The Kind Quill2 years ago in Confessions
"THE FORGOTTEN LOVE LETTERS IN MY GRANDMOTHER'S ATTICS"
I never knew my grandmother kept secrets. She was the sweetest woman, always with a warm smile and an open heart. But two weeks after her funeral, while sorting through her belongings in the dusty attic, I stumbled upon a hidden part of her life that no one in our family ever knew about.
By OYEKUNLE HAMMED DANIEL2 years ago in Confessions
Why an Older Woman-Younger Man Relationship Can Work So Well
Age really is just a number, and this is becoming truer as we move toward a greater cultural embrace of aging gracefully and the possibilities of longevity. For most men, this is an agreeable sentiment—the older man-younger woman dynamic has been accepted as normal for generations.
By Venu2 years ago in Confessions
A Journey Through Pain to Strength
I have a story to share. It is one of pain and resilience. There are moments in life that you can prepare for. Yet, there are also moments that hit you unexpectedly, like a ton of bricks. I faced one of those moments when I was just 16 years old.
By Gibson Peters2 years ago in Confessions
The Enchanted Bloom of Wonders
In a sun-kissed meadow, where wildflowers swayed gently in the breeze, a curious boy named Kava wandered through the grass, his bright green eyes scanning the ground for hidden treasures. His curly brown hair bounced with each step, and the warm sunlight danced across his face, illuminating his infectious smile. Kava loved nothing more than exploring the outdoors, discovering secrets that lay just beyond the edge of everyday sight. As he made his way deeper into the meadow, he stumbled upon a hidden path he had never seen before – a path that seemed to whisper his name.
By Maya2 years ago in Confessions
Renaissance Festival War Stories 2021. The Poisoned Pen Scroll. Content Warning.
If it's been said once, it's been said a thousand times. Costumes are not consent. I was very lucky this year. Our directors were adamant about our team having rope stanchions for social distancing between us and our audience. We masked up if we were in the crowds. We were taught, reminded, and had mandatory sexual harassment training. Things were not perfect. I was not perfect. But I consider myself incredibly lucky that I was never physically made uncomfortable or assaulted by a patron this year.
By Tinka Boudit She/HerExclusive • 2 years ago
An open letter to the ones who are scared of how they might be perceived
An open letter to the ones who are scared of how they might be perceived. What if people think I am too weird or ecstatic to be around as a person? What if others think I am too much, too much passion, too many emotions, too strong, too opinionated, and not a cool person to hang out with? I wish I could say that I haven't said that, I am oblivious to feeling insecure, bothered or sabotaging my self-belief from time to time. But truth be told, it is only humane of me to be concerned about how I might be perceived in the minds of others. If you relate to this, I am writing this letter to you, my imperfect fellow being. In the most vulnerable and painstaking way, we all are not immune to the negativity and limiting beliefs of ourselves and others.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Confessions
Affordable Interior Designers in Bangalore: Balancing Cost and Creativity
Bangalore, often referred to as the Silicon Valley of India, is a city brimming with innovation and creativity. As more people flock to the city for its opportunities, the demand for beautifully designed homes and offices has risen. However, not everyone has the budget to hire high-end designers. This is where affordable interior designers in Bangalore come into play, offering budget-friendly solutions without compromising on style or functionality. In this article, we'll explore how these designers strike a perfect balance between cost and creativity, helping you transform your space within a reasonable budget.
By dreamvaluerealtors2 years ago in Confessions
Family Matters
Entering adulthood has been a relatively smooth experience for me, largely because I have focused on learning from those who came before me to avoid making the same mistakes. However, it turned out to be much more difficult than I initially expected, primarily because I was resistant to the conclusions of the lessons passed on by others. Over time, I found myself coming to the same conclusions, which is why I no longer resist those lessons. Key lessons include choosing friends wisely, not trusting too easily, and protecting one’s reputation. I often let my emotions lead me down a different path, believing my friendships would be different or thinking we were smarter than our parents, so we wouldn’t fall into the same traps. However, life has reminded me that while time may pass, human nature remains consistently the same.
By real Jema2 years ago in Confessions
