Humanity
The Commodification of Sadness
TW: suicidal ideation, mental illness, etc. -------------------------------------------- I am what the internet would describe as a certifiable SadGirl. Or, in the words of my doctor, “mentally ill and extremely depressed.” But the former has a cuter ring to it.
By Helen Seder3 years ago in Confessions
KAREN. Content Warning.
In a quaint Scandinavian village nestled among rolling hills, there once lived a young woman named Karen. Her name, Karen, had deep roots in the region's ancient traditions, meaning "pure." Her parents, both deeply connected to their heritage, had chosen this name for her with great care, hoping she would grow to embody the virtues it held.
By Esse Naeemah Ali3 years ago in Confessions
The Consequences of a Seemingly Small Decision
kaaI am going to begin this blog with telling you a little about myself and what my life has been like the past 4-5 years. The above picture is when it all started. I still hold a stupid grudge over why I used to believe this all happened. It all begin with- wait for it fellas- a friggin GIRL!. And that segways into my new outlook on life and all of the fuckery that comes along with it. Ok so I was laying in my bed one night getting some good sleep when out of nowhere, the chick I was with calls and starts begging me to come over and handle business. Which most guys are like hell yea bro, well again I was sleeping safely and soundly in my apartment. Agan safely. Well after pondering it for a while and realizing that I wasnt going to win because she would be mad now or in the morning. So I said yes Ill come over. She lives one city over from me me-(Billoxi,MS, her- Ocean Springs, MS) and it was about a 30-35 minute drive. As my luck goes, and youll see as I slowly peel of the layers of terribel shit that I have let effect me so much, the wreck that changed my whole freaking life as I know it always goes, I got literally 7 houses down from her driveway where i was about 1/4 mile too on that back, dark, quiet country road that held the house containing the squaking, needing, crying drama queen that I awoke from a peaceful and safe slumber confined inside my warm and comfortable apartment while my brand new beautiful $65,000 Ford F-150 King Ranch sat in her spot, safely and soundl. SKKRRRRR BOOOOMM BOWWWW CRASH KCHHSSHHHHH!!!! I quickly jump to attention with the first loud BOOM which was me taking out the first mailbox. Amidst, all of the frightening sounds of glass shattering and steel crunching, It quickly hit me that i was not dreaming and I had foolishly dreamed that I was already at her house when in all seriousness, I was within a stones throw of being there but now was caught in the middle of a nightmare where I am doing 55mph on a dark back road and am fighting for my life to gain control of my truck before and tires catch. My headlights illuminated the tree line and a slid back and forth trying to correct the slide until I see the draining ditch, 6 feet deep and full of large, sharp and deadly boulders. When mt truck swings back around left for the last time, everything went bright white. Amazingly, I do not recall seeing anything during violent rolls but I could hear everything and, honestly, the crunching sounds have stuck with me to this day. I have nightmares about it all of the time. I hear the glass shattering all around me while the body of the truck is being crushed like a coke can and the tires exploding sound like 12 gauge shotgun shells being fired in the best headphones you could buy.
By Kevin "Going Thru Some Thangs" Mitrenga3 years ago in Confessions
10 Random Things About Me
Kayleigh Fraser has asked me to participate in her September Get to Know Me Challenge. I think it is a brilliant dare as it allows you to get to know me, the man behind the profile. So, without further ado, here are 10 random things about me:
By Ian Read3 years ago in Confessions
Oh Anxiety...what have I done to You...!?. Content Warning.
I have never felt so downcast having to see my self go through the ridicule of a shaky mouth on an interview of a life time. Hell "No" heaven must have failed me, speaking to myself...I said. I ought to get this job; oh I was so prepared. I read, read and read repeatedly preparing to give the Best. Indeed, I failed myself. What a shame I thought to myself.
By Albin Tawo3 years ago in Confessions
Size Matters! Decoding Titanic's Role in the Disaster. Content Warning.
The Titanic, the largest ship of its time, set sail on its maiden voyage in 1912 with the belief that it was unsinkable. However, within days, the ship met its demise when it struck an iceberg in the North Atlantic Ocean. Of the over 2,200 passengers and crew on board, only 706 survived that fateful night. Questions have arisen about whether a smaller ship would have fared better or if the size of the iceberg truly mattered.
By Darlington Sunday3 years ago in Confessions
Why is Apologizing So Difficult?
Apologizing is a widely recognized social behavior that can help mend broken relationships, resolve conflicts, and even salvage important friendships or love. However, sometimes we find that apologizing isn't as simple as we'd like it to be. Why do some people feel confused and uncomfortable when faced with their mistakes, reluctant to utter those seemingly simple two words: "I'm sorry"? This article will explore the reasons behind this issue and provide some thoughts and solutions.
By tim88883 years ago in Confessions
10 Facts* About Me
*Facts may or may not be told by a possibly unreliable narrator! Such is life! Honestly I always dreaded those school/work ice breakers that asked you to list 3 things about yourself like . . . what if I don't view myself as inherently interesting Drew? Huh? What if what I find interesting is in fact terribly boring, and then I become a pariah before I can even whip out my first dad joke? Well, luckily time has changed such a notion in me. Whenever I'm faced with a "new beginning" per se, and the awkward path of engaging with other humans is set before me, I like to think of this wise quote from noted Ghost Hunter and (rumored) satanic entity Shane Madej:
By Delise Fantome3 years ago in Confessions
I'm a gambling addict.. Content Warning.
Hey. My name is Billie, I'm freshly 30 and I'm a gambling addict. I don't know how to start this piece entirely, and I have no doubt with how uncomfortable I feel about my confession, this piece will not flow but we're going with it for the sake of awareness and relatability.
By Billie Whyte3 years ago in Confessions
The Bachelor Nights
Once upon a time, in the heart of a bustling metropolis, there existed a quaint and unassuming little bar known as "The Bachelor Nights." Nestled between towering skyscrapers and neon-lit signs, it was a haven for those seeking solace and camaraderie amidst the chaos of city life.
By Joseph Bawaijen Godwin3 years ago in Confessions
