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What Martin Scorsese Taught Me Under The Table
Did you really meet the famous director/producer Martin Scorsese under a table, people ask? I did, at the NATPE convention in Vegas, and years later, the story is as quirky and memorable in the way I met him and a facet of my authentic self.
Zel HarrisonPublished 2 years ago in ConfessionsThe day I stopped biting my tongue
For the past two years and a half of my life (minus one year of interruption caused by the incident that we will not mention in this post) I have worked in the most chaotic, most infuriating and at times most fun industry that there is: the events industry. I started as just a regular waitress, then I moved onto being a senior waitress and now I finally rest comfortably in the role of an event coordinator: which means I get twice the responsibility and the stress for just a teeny tiny increase in salary.
Maria LebadaPublished 2 years ago in ConfessionsThe Truth About Teaching
Teaching. It is considered to be one of the most fulfilling careers. It is the type of job where you truly have to be passionate about it to enjoy it. Lucky for me, I have known that teaching was my calling since I created a “school” out of my garage for the neighborhood kids when I was only eleven years old. It became my dream to have my own classroom one day and make a difference in my students’ lives.
Allison KamholzPublished 2 years ago in ConfessionsDiary Of Being The Only Brown Person In Class
"How does learning about this topic make you feel?" My social studies teacher asked. I was confused because for one; I wasn't raising my hand and two, every head was turned towards me.
Chandi PeardonPublished 2 years ago in ConfessionsEight Things I Miss About Childhood
The older I get, the more nostalgic I get for the times when I lived at home with my parents and sister and didn’t have many obligations or worries. Looking back with rosy pink glasses, everything seemed so much better, easier, and fun.
S.A. OzbournePublished 2 years ago in ConfessionsOh, Neighbors.
This is a story about keeping composure, diffusing agitation, managing empathy, and handling difficult situations with calmness and compassion.
Jonathan The WandererPublished 2 years ago in ConfessionsNever Meant to Be Sent: Angry Letter to My Old Boss
Dear -----, It's been more than a year since I worked for you. I spent three years of my life under your nose. I'm still angry at you. I decided writing a letter that you'll never read might help me to get over you.
Andrea LawrencePublished 2 years ago in ConfessionsAn Ode to My Youth
As my 25th birthday looms, I can't help but think about all the time I spent dreaming as a kid. Fixating on all the issues in the world that I would never have any direct control over. The countless hours I spent with my iPod Nano playing the melodies that would later launch me into moments of deep nostalgia. As the remnants of my childhood self start to fade and I evolve into this girl woman who aims to take the world by storm.
Loraina CalderonPublished 2 years ago in ConfessionsCheater
I’m cheating on my husband. Two nights a week I wait until my husband leaves before I meet my love at the scheduled time. My husband is a professor and often needs to attend evening events at the University. I await those nights with anticipation. As daylight falls, I prepare and serve dinner, clean up the dishes and tell my husband how wonderful he is for working so hard and supporting our family. I breathe a sigh of relief as he finally walks out the door, coming back one more time because he’s forgotten something; his glasses, his wallet, his keys. He always forgets something. And he always comes back.
Marilyn DavenportPublished 2 years ago in ConfessionsDay 1095.
Day 1. I speak only Czech. In Canada, I am mute. In Canada, the words I have spoken for the last twelve years have no meaning. English takes up space on the radio while the water boils for tea. In the elevator while the old woman trains her eyes on the numbers and mumbles quietly to herself. On the bus to ESL school where girls my age spill secrets behind cupped hands into each other’s ears. I do not understand. I feel erased.
Judy WalkerPublished 2 years ago in ConfessionsMy Mother Has Taught Me To Live In Fear, But I Am Not Scared Anymore
My mother has taught me many things. One of them was to live in fear. For years agoraphobia has lingered somewhere in the background of my life, trying to keep me down as part of my general anxiety disorder. The cause of agoraphobia remains unclear but it is believed that a major role plays in environmental factors.
Oberon Von PhillipsdorfPublished 2 years ago in ConfessionsMen Can Be Victims of Abuse, Too
There is a culture of shame around experiencing and reporting abuse, particularly when it relates to intimate partner relationships. According to the CDC, nearly half of all women and men report being the victims of psychological abuse and intimidation, and I suspect those numbers are underreported. Society still tries to justify the victim's role in the abuse, which discourages speaking out.
Kyra BussanichPublished 2 years ago in Confessions