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I Didn't Ever Cry for Attention
So, I've been told a couple of times that people think I cry because I want attention from everyone who breathes. That's honestly the funniest assumption I've heard about me, and I've been called a lot of things ranging from your average "bitch" behind my back to people calling me a bomb-carrying "terrorist" to my face. And I may be a bitch (I'm not a terrorist), but I don't cry for attention.
By Bushra Shahriar7 years ago in Humans
Retribution: Chapter 27
Catharine finished up a letter in reply to one she had received from Agnès, who had sent it from Cairo, where they had arrived last week. They had taken the long way to Egypt, traveling through Italy and Greece. Along with her previous letters and postcards, Agnès had sent her mother a Fortuny silk scarf from Venice and a medal blessed by Pope Pius XI from the Vatican. In this most recent letter, she described how she and Kit were going to take a camel ride into the desert to look at the pyramids. Catharine reminded her in her own letter that she should not go out into the sun without a hat or parasol and that she should drink plenty of water; too much sun and dehydration were the worst things possible for the complexion.
By Rachel Lesch7 years ago in Humans
The Unwanted Ones
Prologue I never thought I'd be the one out of my friends to do self-harm, I never thought I'd do drugs either... I couldn't bring myself to believe that I had turned out this way, from an innocent teen to a horrible one after just a couple of years. I am Kendall and this is my story.
By Emily Gallerno7 years ago in Humans
Single Life of an Introvert: 365 Days of Bullshit
So I've been a little depressed lately. I don't know, maybe it's because of my hair or because I am completely confused about life. I mean I'm 25 years old, I still live with my parents, I have no career but most of all I'm single. Tell me, is going through life in your 20s the hardest and most confusing thing to do? Well, it is for me, because not only am I 25 and confused, I'm also an introvert. What is that? I'll tell you; a shy person that does not like to be around crowds or is completely terrified of meeting new people. Here I'll give you the textbook definition:
By Alexandria Ross7 years ago in Humans
My Friend Loneliness!
I have reached a point in my life when I must accept what is. Way back in the year of 1956, a happy baby boy was born in the month of February. When he was born, he had no bills, no taxes, no worries at all except where he was going to get his first meal. He came into the world and people took care of him, hand and foot. The more he screamed, the more he got. He had plenty of people around him. He had protection in every form possible. He came into the world alone and was welcomed with open arms.
By Maurice Bernier7 years ago in Humans
Letter to an Ex
You weren't the first person I cared for. But you were the first in a long time that made me feel like I wasn't alone. We didn't even talk. It was better when we didn't. When we could just lay on the sand and read next to each other. Smoking weed and watching TV. Stand next to each other at a packed show and not feel alone in the crowd because we had each other to hold on to. It was one of those weird relationships that was based on a shared feeling that I struggle to express because we never tried to put it into words. We didn't need words. Until everything fell apart.
By Gary Jacob7 years ago in Humans
Success Is the Very Best Weapon!
If you were to ask somebody for the meaning of success, they would probably define it in terms of money, status, or anything else. According to Wikipedia, it may refer to "attainment of higher social status, achievement of a goal, for example, academic achievement or the opposite of failure." All are correct. No argument from me, but I wish to add one more. It is the refusal to abandon one's personal goal no matter how much another person tries to keep you from reaching your goal. Once you can stick to your goal, despite the negativity, you can achieve success by all definitions.
By Maurice Bernier7 years ago in Humans
It's in the Journey, Not the Destination
This is me, on one of the happiest days of my life. Actually, my happiest day in about three years. I was with one of my favorite humans, about an hour north of Steamboat Springs, CO standing on a mountain just before sunset. He took this picture. In this moment, that he caught so authentically, I was barely wearing any makeup, and I felt like the most beautiful, wonderful, amazing creature on the planet. I felt real. I felt seen.See this friend, he's not just any friend. He's the friend that after my divorce a year ago, I heard a song and thought of him. He's the friend that after I sent him that song, wrote back and became my friend again, even though we hadn't spoken in years. He's the friend that speaks my language of crazy and travel and joy, the exact same way. As he says, "Our souls mirror each other." So this moment, it was a big moment. Big feels. Real feels. And I was high. Cuz, you know—Colorado.
By Heather Clarke7 years ago in Humans
Dear 35-Year-Old Me
I hope you’re happy. Finally, after years and years of talking down to yourself, not thinking you’re deserving of love, or interaction or even a kind word from others—to think you’re not worth the attention of someone who clearly thinks you are—finally, I hope you’re happy. I hope you’ve listened to the people who told you were kind, and who told you that you made them smile, or that they continued doing something because you believed in them. I hope you still believe in people; I hope that after all the bad experiences you’ve had with the wrong people, it hasn’t clouded the fact that the world is full to the brim of lovely, lonely, vibrant and amazing people—and you love making a connection with them. And, to a lesser degree, I hope you’ve realised that when people told you that you were attractive, pretty, beautiful, etc., you don’t have to explain to them why you’re not. You’re not up your own arse for accepting kindness. Yeah, life’s not about being a piece of art, or attracting others, or people fancying you—but it’s not about berating your appearance either. Sometimes, it’s okay to feel good about yourself, and sometimes it’s okay to spend money on looking good. I hope you realise how lucky you are that you had the body you had (and put no effort into). And I hope one day you look at pictures of yourself and realise that you were beautiful.
By Pixie Alannah-Wilde7 years ago in Humans
Polyamory Is Not Cheating
When I tell people that I am engaged in a polyamorous relationship, I get a wide variety of reactions. Often I hear "what does that mean?" or "I could never do that." However, perhaps most often, people ask me, "Isn't that just an excuse to cheat?"
By J.C. Marie7 years ago in Humans
An Open Letter to the Women Who Can Never Be Single
Dear Relationship Addict, I get it. I really do. Everyone wants to be loved by someone. When others call you beautiful or say "I love you" or tell you how special you are, it makes you feel valued. The fact that you've impressed someone enough to make them want to date you provides a kind of validation. You’re pretty enough. You’re interesting enough. You’re worth noticing.
By Taylor Markarian7 years ago in Humans