Secrets

Get To Know Me #challenge. Top Story - September 2023.
A fun and easy challenge that I think will be a very lighthearted way to get to know each other a little more. We all bare our deepest pains in our poetry and weave them into our fictional tales but who else are we? What are some of the things we do for pleasure behind the scenes of our writings? What are some things no one would likely guess about you?
By Kayleigh Fraser ✨3 years ago in Confessions
Review course: Tube Mastery and Monetization by Matt Par
Once upon a time, in a bustling city filled with dreamers and aspiring content creators, there lived a young man named Alex. Alex had always been fascinated by the power of YouTube and the ability to share stories and ideas with the world. However, he felt lost in the vast sea of videos, unsure of how to navigate the platform and turn his passion into a successful career.
By Ja Morrant3 years ago in Confessions
Drama of the Day
Today was an interesting day with a decent amount of mental drama... Backstory: In high school, I was in a small group of music nerd kids. There were four of us and three of us were really close, hanging out outside of school. Meghan, Alana, Julia, and me. Meghan, Julia, and I were inseparable for three years. Now, Meghan and Alana are not around Julia and me. They stopped talking to us after high school.
By Rene Peters3 years ago in Confessions
The Unknown Force
I think I’ve talked about this before in other posts but it seems particularly important to explain it in more detail now. I don’t know if it is prudent for me to think of myself as a survivor of my own self but I will explain why I feel this way. Part of it is the fact that I know how lucky I am to be able to sit here and type this piece while feeling completely different than just a few weeks ago. In those moments when I was feeling dangerously low and losing a bit of control of myself I have to say I would feel unsure of how much longer I could take. Yet somehow, even in my darkest times, I felt an unknown force inside of me that would be screaming at me from a faraway distance, I could barely hear it but I knew it was there, I could feel it. I call it the unknown force because I’m unsure what it is exactly; Is it my soul? Are they angels? Is it blind faith? My subconscious? I have no idea. I just know I am very lucky to have this unknown force inside of me.
By Lily3 years ago in Confessions
I 'm Leaving Vocal And Facebook
Sorry about the clickbait title but you know damned well what I am like. Grammarly just told me to split clickbait into two words and when I did, it then sold me I had just to use a single word. Then the Vocal editor auto-refresh kicked in and wiped all the corrections that I had put in.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 3 years ago in Confessions
How a Wicked Scheme Turned a Village into a Paradise
Once upon a time, in a quaint village nestled amidst rolling hills, there lived a man named Samuel. Samuel was known far and wide for his cunning ways and wicked schemes. He reveled in exploiting the trust of his fellow villagers, leaving them in despair and misery. His actions were a source of great distress to all, but Samuel cared not for the pain he caused.
By Bala Tahir Yunusa 3 years ago in Confessions
Why does he keep coming back?
Done that; been there before. As a guy, I carried out the action over and over and over again. And continued to do it over and over. Both she and I were incorrect in our assumptions about the situation. I was mistaken because I thought that every time we broke up, she would fix the problems that I noticed in our relationship that caused me to leave repeatedly. Or, she would do things that I wanted her to do as a couple or as the woman who would take care of her man as I was taking care of her while we were both taking care of each other. Perhaps after I left, she would realize what I was searching for in a relationship, which was something more than a mere physical attraction; after all, anyone can find that. I was looking for someone who was both emotional and a team player. The issue was that I never talked with her about what was wrong, and she never responded to any of my attempts to connect with her.
By Ian Sankan3 years ago in Confessions
MY FIRST NIGHT IN A CLUB
Ah, the anticipation of the night out on the town. The excitement, the possibilities, and of course, the potential for hilarious misadventures.we've all had those nights that start innocently enough, but somehow veer off into a wild and unexpected journey. Join me as I recount the tale of my first night out ,a night that will forever be etched in my memory.
By Caroline Nambooze3 years ago in Confessions
I´ve Made Her Cry...
I have made her cry. Those words weigh on my conscience like an anchor, tethering me to a past filled with regret, pain, and a burning desire to make things right. The memory of her tear-stained face and the hurt in her eyes etched a permanent scar on my heart.
By J G3 years ago in Confessions
How to overcome depression?
Once upon a time, in a small town nestled amidst rolling hills, there lived a young woman named Lily. She possessed a radiant smile that could light up the darkest room, but behind it, she carried a heavy burden. Lily battled with depression, a relentless foe that seemed to drain the color from her world.
By Ja Morrant3 years ago in Confessions
Emojis vs. Emotions
"Emojis vs. Emotions: How Texts Stole Our Talks in Love" My story starts in a world filled with pixels and profiles. I noticed his username; it was a clever play on words that intrigued me and made me curious about the online world he belonged to. Our messages were like fireflies in the night, dancing back and forth, creating a connection that felt both exciting and unfamiliar. I felt like it was serendipitous when we decided to embark on a journey of emotions, cautiously navigating the uncharted territory of online dating.
By Ibisanmi Peace3 years ago in Confessions
Parasocial Relationship Appeal
I have recently found myself in a parasocial relationship with an actor I love. I have followed and loved this actor for a while but never in my dreams imagined having somewhat of a direct access to him. It started innocently enough, he would go on live streams and I would tune in. I would sit back and watch as others typed comments and even confessed their feelings for him. As time went on and he started to stream more and more I found the courage to join in the fun and tell him how much I admired him. The rush of excitement I felt when he read my comment was unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. Now, I am no spring chicken and my fandom days are behind me, right? At least that is what I believed.
By Lily3 years ago in Confessions