Humanity
Embracing Transparency: Should We Always Be an Open Book?
Transparency is a much discussed and debated topic in our increasingly interconnected world. While the idea of being an open book may seem appealing, it's not always clear whether complete honesty is the best approach. There are potential benefits to sharing information, but also risks to one's privacy and autonomy. In this article, we'll explore what it means to be transparent, the impacts of privacy and honesty, and how to find the right balance in different contexts.
By ais alh3 years ago in Confessions
Heart and Humor in Harmony
To give gratitude to God in a fun way, I threw a "Gratitude Gala" in the lovable town of Heartsville. Encircled by fairy lights and laughing, I told humorous stories about the turns life takes, attributing every victory to a divine comedy. As I told stories of random encounters in everyday settings, like falling in love in the middle of a grocery store's pandemonium, the audience laughed heartily. A lighthearted musical piece with humorous hymns of thanksgiving heightened the excitement. With a touch of seriousness and humor, the Gala evolved into a celestial comedy of life, a prayerful celebration surrounded by laughter and love beneath the stars.
By peter edward3 years ago in Confessions
Do I Know You?
It's the face. I don't know if you can tell from photos but I have one of "those" faces. It's not about being "pretty" or something like that. I'm attractive enough for all practical purposes. It's something else. I’m somehow familiar. Because before I even open my mouth my FACE seems to tell people "Go ahead. You know me. I see you. Tell me. Tell me everything. I'm interested. I actually care. If you tell me maybe I can help." I'm a talker too. Sometimes that hides that I'm also a listener. But maybe the talking helps them feel that they are safe to talk too? In any case if that's the message they get from my face, to just TELL me, they aren't wrong. In my heart I find the human experience infinitely fascinating. But it's not just in my heart. It seems to also be written on my FACE.
By Christy C. House3 years ago in Confessions
Worlds Worst Parent. Content Warning.
I am a Parent God yes, I am a parent. I have two amazing and beautiful children they are exactly 13 months and 11 days apart. While I had ups and downs becoming a parent, I do have two beautiful miracle babies. They are my whole world and in many ways ,they saved my life as much as they changed my life.
By Kylie Taylor3 years ago in Confessions
The Fireworks Exploded Love
I had party for New Year's, I was pretty excited considering there was a boy I was looking forward to seeing going to be there. Well... it's more complicated than it is. You see, we dated for a couple months then broke up and now we are just on and off.
By Kodah3 years ago in Confessions
Why I would like to do a murder and other stories
Outside, the snow is falling steadily, gusting past at an angle closer to horizontal than perpendicular. A layer of white is accumulating on the wooden balustrade of the balcony, and tall pines stand stark against the white sky, hazy shadows of sloped roofed buildings with smatterings of lit windows reminding me I am not alone. I am sat now, tired limbs heavy in warm pyjamas, my children snug on the red and white covered sofa, later to become my bed, the fairy lights adding a mantle of cheer above their heads.
By Hannah Moore3 years ago in Confessions
Masked Duality: The Joy and Sorrow Within
Within the depths of my being, a ceaseless conflict brews. A clash of opulent dreams against the starkness of reality. Vivid memories of opulence weave themselves into the fabric of my consciousness, each reminiscence etched deeply within.
By Kamau Macharia3 years ago in Confessions
Anxiety Sucks
Everyday I wake up never knowing what the day is going to look like. Is today going to be a good and productive day, or will today be another day fighting my thoughts and irrational fears? Most days I am okay, as I have been better at managing things. Others are so bad just doing one small thing takes the most out of me. Ever since the pandemic I've gotten really bad agoraphobia and only leave the house when I have to, or feel like I can. The amount of self talk that I have to do sometimes is crazy to me, but I keep trying anyway.
By Kimmiekins43 years ago in Confessions
How I Meet Your Mum
An African tale that tells us in dept of how couples meet in the early 90’s in Africa. In a secluded area deep in the forest bellow the great oak trees and no shrubs due to little sun light that hits the surface, around here its called a forest a home for wild animals. Though during the day the forest is calm due to fact that most of the wild animals live in the deep dark parts of the forest. There might be little or no game during the day and the catch depends on stealth and precision still so the animals are very wise and can sense the human from a mile away and make a run for it so as not to become the prey.
By George Wayne 3 years ago in Confessions
I Must Be Merry
I’ll be honest, I’ve not been merry or happy during these holidays. I haven’t been happy for a long time. Ever since this past summer. These holidays I really had to push myself to act happy. Anytime I was out and about I smiled and pretended as best as I could. Now, being at home for my holiday break I find myself numb to everything and everyone. It’s such a strange feeling because I feel at peace being numb. Feeling nothing feels good to me. Deep down I know that this isn’t right. I know that I am allowing my depression to take me again, I don’t want that. I know that the reason I want to feel numb is because I’m too afraid of feeling sadness or happiness. This neutral place feels good and safe, but in reality is neither of those things. The New Year is coming up and I’m starting to feel myself drawn to a new year’s resolution. It is only one resolution but one that if I’m able to achieve will affect many aspects of my life. My resolution for this coming year is to be happy, truly happy.
By Lily3 years ago in Confessions
