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It’s 3am... Got my eyes wide shut
What it's like being friends with someone like me. Someone who has PTSD from being in an abusive relationship. One where they were just slapped around, but called names, accused of cheating, told they were ugly, fat, disgusting... and worse of all raped, more times than they can count. It has made me a different person, I now worry constantly, that I am not good enough, that I am fat, disgusting, that no one will ever want me, let alone actually love me for who I am. I cry a lot, way more than I probably should. Hell, I am crying, just writing this. I will almost always cancel plans. This happening to me has made it hard for me to have any relationships. I cannot trust anyone, I get offended easily, I feel that no matter how hard I try, that I will never be good enough. I am a self conscious, beautiful disaster and I want is a normal life. One where I can sleep more than four hour without waking up terrified, screaming and pleading from sleep to not be hurt. Days, where I don't need to drink, just to be able to have peaceful sleep. I want someone who can show me that I really do matter, who can actually love me for me PTSD and all. Because, it's not just some phase I haven't grown out of, it's sadly here to stay.
Amber De’AnnPublished 4 years ago in HumansLock Down Lovers
Lock Down Lovers - Stacey Parviainen Act 1 – Scene 1-Intro FADE IN -Audience are greeted with an OTT Reality Show Intro (MUSIC ETC)-
Stacey ParviainenPublished 4 years ago in HumansA Long Term Relationship Is...
Let me get all the facts out there first - so you don't feel 'jaded' or 'tricked' when you read this whole thing. There are no books out there that will truly tell YOU how to handle YOUR relationship. You'll find more luck perusing the internet feeds from a standpoint of relationship advice, and probably find them more current than any book you'd be recommended to. And, to compare your relationship to others is probably not the best action to take, but it's one that makes sense when you start thinking yours is in trouble or shaky or whatever other words "fits" the scenario for you. It's possibly even all a play on words or maybe just a diatribe making the author feel better at the moment they wrote it.
Kenny PetersPublished 4 years ago in HumansThe Appointed Hour
00:00:03 00:00:02 00:00:01 Gone. Tiny fleeting moments, here one second and not the next, over and over again until the second that takes our life away. But what then? What happens when there’s no more moments, no more seconds, no more anything. I wish my abnormality helped me answer that question, but instead it just forces my small mind to fight with itself day in and day out, trying to break out of the tiny corner of the universe that it resides in, so that it can understand all the things that it shouldn’t.
Amber KingPublished 4 years ago in HumansHappy Asexual Awareness Week!
Since 2010, the last full week of October (25th-31st) has been considered Asexual awareness week. To me, a newly discovered asexual, this is really exciting and encouraging. All my life I have noticed that I was different from my peers and fellow teens, now as a young adult I have the terminology for this difference. I have discovered that I am graysexual, which is a sub-label underneath the umbrella that is asexuality.
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I just wanna know if any women or men go through these type of problems after parting ways with a not so sane ex that I am currently dealing with. I have been divorced now for almost 4 years but my ex refuse to let me go. I’m gonna start this from the beginning of our end.
Falling for Romeo
Chapter 1 Even though that day was two months ago, it still hurts to think about it. Two months. That's all it has been. In those two months, I was in a daze throughout the entire time. I hardly ate, I slept most of the day, and went to school. It wasn't the best of ways to deal with my depression, but it worked for me.
Neecie MillardPublished 4 years ago in HumansFalsely Hoping
Life is fickle. It gives you so much happiness and then takes that happiness away in the worst moment, causing so much pain. Love is also like this; the giving and giving, taking and taking. More and more, you give and take and go back and forth, round and round.
S.R. ColemanPublished 4 years ago in HumansLights of Akahele
Daphne Pierce wonders what being crushed feels like as she drives to her parent’s estate. She’s rented a blue convertible and has the top down to take in the balmy island air of Oahu. On the sides of the narrow dirt road are Coconut Palms and Moluccan albizia trees swaying gently. They remind her of brontosaurus necks and once again she thinks of being crushed. She wonders if the brain shuts down once one understands they are to be crushed. Or perhaps, one dies so quickly that there is nothing, only a glimpse of something coming, something huge—like mountains appearing from a fog. And suddenly, she sees it, the Koolau Mountain Range looming against the sheet of sky, unclothing itself from fog like many breasts erupting from gauzy lace.
Lolo SullivanPublished 4 years ago in HumansThe Lives You Save
The sun was sitting low, cresting atop the surrounding city buildings. The light it issued shone dimly through darkly tinted windows, creating an ambiance you could only find at a hole-in-the-wall coffee shop such as Allison’s Espresso Express. The small building smelled strongly of exotic coffee blends and a variety of toasted sandwiches. The few customers were either mumbling in hushed voices amongst each other or clicking away on cell phones and laptops. Colleen Caraway sipped a black coffee in the corner. Colleen was a quiet woman in her early forties with an athletic build and a soft, smooth face. She was maintaining slow, deep breaths to still her mind. Breathe in…2…3…4. Breathe out…2…3…4. The soothing breaths coaxed her lightly shadowed eyelids to close ever so gently over dazzling bright blue eyes. A long and full set of eyelashes brushed against her bold cheekbones. As her eyes reopened, the spark that often presented itself during work had diminished into a dull glaze that didn’t signify much more than the basic presence of life. Long hair the color of saturated beach sand was pulled into a high ponytail. The strands were neatly sprayed into place to maintain the sleek look even after a long shift. Her work was done for the day, but she dreaded nothing more than her time off and the absence of anything to occupy herself with.
Aston MartinezPublished 4 years ago in HumansCommunication
In this day in age, it's easy to loose yourself. With so many things changing, new technology, pandemics, hunger, homelessness, etc. I remember a time when things were simpler. When you could ride a bike without worrying about getting kidnapped, no cell phones, dial up internet, TV's that had huge antennas, no gaming consoles. All you had was you. You played in the yard with whatever you had available, you read books, you listened to CD's, you watched movies on VHS tapes, but most of all you talked. When did we loose that? When did verbal communication disappear? I honestly miss those days. I miss sitting at the dinner table, TV off, just eating and talking, no matter what it was about. Things have definitely changed a lot. You can't go to a restaurant without seeing literally everyone on their cell phones. We've become lost. Lost to the real world, we've become numb. The things that should bother us don't. Talking is a foreign concept. You have a problem, you post it on Facebook OR Instagram. You did something amazing (or what you thought was amazing), you post it on Facebook OR Instagram. Nobody calls each other to tell them the good or bad. Honestly, those were the best days of my life, just talking, communicating. I guess it's just easier now for people to communicate through social media. No matter what they are feeling, they show it through an emoji, a picture, a song, a text. Don't get me wrong I've fallen into that too. I've texted people when there was an issue, I've posted a story when something was bothering me. Times are just changing.
Krista NakanoPublished 4 years ago in HumansWhat Happened to Me
What happened to you? This is a question I get a lot. You used to be fun and easy-going. Now you're just tense and seemed stressed all the time.
Wavering WatersPublished 4 years ago in Humans