Humanity
Cultivating Self-Compassion:
In the quiet solitude of her room, Sarah battled with the relentless voices of self-doubt that echoed through her mind. They whispered cruel words, mocking her dreams and undermining her worth. It seemed that no matter how hard she tried, she could never measure up to the expectations she had set for herself.
By Sakyi Enoch3 years ago in Confessions
Candy Caper
Beginning In a world filled with intricate mysteries and thrilling adventures, a single captivating tale has captivated people all over the world. This mysterious tale, also known as the "Candy Caper," takes place within the realms of sweets and other sweet treats. The Candy Caper has evolved into an unforgettable mystery thanks to its intriguing twists and turns, and audiences of all ages continue to be captivated and enthralled by it. We will go deep into the heart of this enticing tale in this article, looking at its beginnings, key players, and the enduring fascination it holds for candy lovers all over the world.
By vocal is the best3 years ago in Confessions
BTS’ Jungkook cuts down on food waste
BTS is among the few K-pop acts to spotlight social justice issues in their songs and on the world’s stage, and here’s further proof that its members walk the talk when it comes to climate change. As noted by the eagle-eyed (and eco-conscious) Army, Jungkook is among the many green stars who turn old food into plant fertilizer as part of his commitment to a more sustainable lifestyle.
By Ayesha Jamil3 years ago in Confessions
Witnessing Death for the First Time: A Nurse's Emotional Experience in the ER
Before the chaos erupted, a subtle, ethereal touch grazed just above my eye. In a world now consumed by technology and scientific explanations, such an occurrence held little significance. Yet, in the depths of my local tongue, its meaning resonated profoundly—it was a harbinger, a sign that something ominous loomed on the horizon. Good or evil, that delicate touch offered no clues, leaving its interpretation open to the whims of fate. As I prepared for my shift, I deviated from my usual routine. The intense evening breeze had bronzed my skin, and I hastily stowed my scrubs inside a plain black backpack. Engaging in tasks I rarely ventured upon, I found myself brushing my teeth before indulging in a cup of coffee—a small deviation that set the tone for what lay ahead.
By Shari Gailla3 years ago in Confessions
Love's Resilience: Finding Strength in the Face of Adversity
Once upon a time, in a picturesque town, two souls crossed paths under the most unexpected circumstances. Emily and Michael were complete strangers, living their lives unaware of the deep bond that awaited them.
By Sir Alexander light 💡 3 years ago in Confessions
Distance, Dreams, and Destiny: The Love Story of Grace and Light
Grace sat alone in her tiny apartment, thousands of miles away from home. It had been two years since she had left her country, her family, and the love of her life, Light. Their love had blossomed under the most enchanting circumstances, but circumstances had also pulled them apart.
By Sir Alexander light 💡 3 years ago in Confessions
My Year of Grief and Cancelation. . Content Warning.
I am standing in this room wondering what comes now. I know I have to help her but I just don’t know how. All the times I’ve been told about the way her illness goes but the truth of it is no one really knows. Every day the act gets more and more absurd. All of the fear that sits inside me screaming to be heard. I know they won’t though not a single word. I was there at her side. When she called When she cried. How could she leave me here alone? Will she stay sober this time, there is no way to be sure but I’m weary to the bone. Whenever she goes “flying” I keep both feet firmly on the ground. Now I need some help and there is no one around. I never had to face life without her at my side. Now I’m walking right beside her as a black hole opens wide. Mine is just a slower death. I’ve been there for every high and every low but it’s the worst it’s ever been. she’s been hurt but I can’t give up now. Cause I have never been alone.
By Nat 3 years ago in Confessions
Depression: My Journey of Healing and Hope
My experience with depression was a silent thief that stole my joy, my energy, and my sense of self. It was a heavy burden that weighed me down and made every day feel like a struggle. For many years, I suffered in silence, feeling ashamed and alone in my battle with depression. But I've learned that the only way to overcome it is to speak up and seek help.
By Jesica Adhikari3 years ago in Confessions
Why I dislike writing about relationships, especially when other people are involved
What happened, why they failed, and generally, talk about them. Here is the thing, I was angry for so long, and if you had asked me to write about my past relationships years ago, I would have had pages and pages to write on one specific topic.
By sara burdick3 years ago in Confessions
Today, the sky is blue and the
Today, the sky is blue and the sun is warm. My father and I went to the International New Town community to find spring. As soon as we entered the gate of the community, we saw a large cluster of jasmine flowers, I approached to see, they are like a blossoming yellow trumpet, I also left a group photo with them! We walked forward and saw a few tall magnolia trees, white magnolia in full bloom, beautiful, like a piece of white jade hanging in the high branches. My father and I continue to look for the shadow of spring, I suddenly remembered: spring, willow is a must see! Where are the willows? I got it! By the pond! I hurried to the pond, and when I reached the pond, I immediately opened my mouth wide in surprise. There are apricot flowers, peach blossoms, cherry blossoms, willows. It was as if I were standing in a private garden. It took me a long time to remember that there was no private garden, but only spring flowers in the neighborhood. By the way, I haven't had a good look at the willows! The willow has been covered with small green leaves, branches like a spring girl's long hair, fluttering with the wind. I can not help singing He Zhizhang's "Chant Willow" : "Jasper makeup into a tree high, ten thousand down the green silk sash." I looked down at the watch, it was time to go home, I reluctantly say goodbye to the willows and flowers. Still thinking in my heart: "My favorite spring, finally came!"Literature is like a vast ocean, and I wander freely like a leaf boat, enjoying the majesty and grandeur of the sea. Literature is like a forest, and I, like a slow traveler, go to explore its mysteries. Literature is like a desert, and I am like an eagle flying freely to new worlds. Brew a cup of tea, sit at the window, indulge in the world, listen to the passionate patriotic songs one after another, my body and mind into the sea of poetry, at that moment, I read the "hate other birds" of sorrow, "Shang women do not know the death of the country hate" of grief, I also read. "Life since ancient times who do not die" ambition. All the fun is in it. My flying body and mind into the thousand years of Tang mining wind and rain, see flowers bloom and fall, cloud roll cloud shu; Sitting in the Yanbo Lake, watching the water and sky, listening to fishing songs everywhere; Along the long pavilion of the ancient road, listening to the kite sigh, all the fun is in it. I began to drift with Robinson, on the island as miserable as possible, I began to touch tenderness: Paul's incomplete love, Romeo and Juliet's charm. I began to understand the grandeur of the Lord of the Rings, the magic of Harry Potter, and all the fun in it. Although I know nothing in the world of literature, the comfort, the ease and the peace of mind give me another kind of life, and with it, even the most ordinary days are also happy. The alternation of dawn and crescent moon, I cross the sea, through the forest, over the desert, through the centuries, soaring in the sky, in the thousands of years, winning glory with all things, competing with heaven and earth, cherish mountains and rivers, taste life, enjoy happiness!In this oral composition competition, although I only won the third prize, but I feel that there is no white, because through the competition, I feel quite deep: I understand the oral composition to do three words: "heart", "quasi", "true". "Heart" means that you must have a good psychological quality, not to be overly nervous, to be confident, to be generous. "Quasi" requires you to specifically describe a person's expression, action and language, etc., to describe him as specific as possible, so that the audience can listen to it, and have the feeling of being in the scene and listening to its voice. "True" means that you want to write "true", if you recite a composition in the composition book, on the stage due to your excessive tension, will lead to stuttering, forgetting words and other phenomena. If you are writing about the truth and have experienced it yourself, then you will speak very smoothly, and there will not be the phenomenon just now. In addition, if you want to score high in your oral composition, not only do the above three words, but also need to be rich and infectious. "Rich" means flexible use of rhetoric, or correct use of some words, quote some famous sentences, so that the article will be more attractive, let people listen, produce a feeling of want to listen carefully. This composition contest not only gave me a chance to exercise, but also let me know my shortcomings and the direction of improvement. I hope to improve my shortcomings in the future, and I can stand on this stage again and strive for the first prize.
By Paul Williams3 years ago in Confessions
why girls think that they are ugly . Content Warning.
As a woman, I am tired of the narrow standards of beauty that are imposed on us. The media often portrays the ideal image for black girls as having light skin and long hair, which does not reflect the reality of many of us. Personally, I am brown-skinned, curvy, and have a flat butt. I remember hearing someone describe me in a negative way, focusing on the attributes I didn't have. However, this experience taught me an important lesson - to love myself for who I am and not to let someone else's opinion determine my value. That's why I started my own cosmetic company six years ago, with the aim of changing the way we think about beauty. I was frustrated that society only looked at attractiveness through a single lens, and I wanted to challenge that. When you search for "beauty" today, you'll see a sea of fair-skinned, thin, young women, as if good looks only come in one form. This narrow view of beauty makes us feel like we're not enough, and we start to think that we're lacking in some way. This lack of confidence can hold us back from pursuing our dreams and reaching our full potential. It also affects how we view others - if we don't feel good enough, we may project that insecurity onto our sisters, friends, and cousins. For too long, women have been told that our value is directly linked to our looks, our ability to get married, and our ability to have children. Even today, we still see this idea perpetuated in every industry - from Serena Williams dominating on the tennis court to Hillary Clinton running for President. We also see it in the way that little girls are discriminated against for their hairstyles. For example, a little girl in Louisiana wasn't allowed to attend school because of her braided hairstyle, which is a long-standing part of African and African-American beauty culture. This kind of discrimination is unacceptable - our hairstyle doesn't prevent us from learning or succeeding in any way. So, what is attractiveness? Shouldn't it be subjective? While it's true that what we find attractive is influenced by our environment, there is a dangerous trend towards a global standard of beauty that is rooted in Western ideals. This standard leaves many women feeling invalidated, unwanted, or too old to be beautiful. It also affects men - many are conditioned to find women who look like their mothers attractive, perpetuating a narrow view of beauty. It's time to challenge these narrow standards and embrace diversity in all its forms. At my cosmetic company, we celebrate diversity and aim to create products that work for everyone, regardless of skin tone or body type. We want to redefine what beauty means and empower women to love themselves for who they are. By doing so, we can create a world where everyone feels valued and appreciated, regardless of how they look.
By Asmae El assri3 years ago in Confessions
