humanity
For better or for worse, relationships reveal the core of the human condition.
In That Moment...
He will tell you he loves you. He will hold you so tight and make you feel like the luckiest girl in the world, in that moment. His chin will quiver when he apologizes and you take it as he's being sincere, in that moment. Next thing you know, you're getting screenshots sent to you of him asking another woman if he can come lay in bed with her while he just dropped you off. When you ask him WHY, he will twist it in every way to make you think you're just being crazy and you'll believe him, in that moment. You'll cry and try to forget all the times you've caught him in lies, all the times he's cheated on you, all the times he's deliberately hurt you. But as soon as he cracks that beautiful smile at you, you'll forget about all the bad, in that moment. Things get brighter and you think you see a real change in him. You're laughing again and not afraid to be yourself. You think you've found your forever but then something happens. You make him mad, so he runs off to another woman, again. Then when he can't go anywhere, he raises his hand at you. Physically hurts you to where you you feel so alone. He will kiss your bruises and tell you how SORRY he is. That it won't ever happen again. Because you've invested so much time and effort and love into this man, you'll believe him, in that moment. The next day he's being sweet and doing whatever he can to try and make you smile. "He really loves me," you'll tell yourself. He'll start talking about babies and getting married and being together forever. He will paint the most beautiful pictures for your mind. Everything will seem okay, for a moment. Then he gets comfortable. He starts making jokes about hurting you, laughing about it as it it's funny. He will silently hurt you in front of others and make you seem crazy for getting upset. He will blame you, call you nuts. He will throw everything at you he can to be little you. Call you ugly, talk about your deepest insecurities just so you'll stay. He will make you think no one could ever love you like he does. You'll listen to him. You'll stay. You'll cry yourself to sleep as you're laying next to him. He will message and talk to several other woman as you're laying there wishing for a way out. Then as soon as he cuddles up next to you, you'll forget everything he's ever done to hurt you. Only for a moment. Then the most dreadful thing happens. That moment. The moment he chokes you to the point you pass out and think you've died. The moment he embarrasses you by beating you and throwing you around like a rag doll. You'll try to fight back with words and find any equalizer you can bc you feel so small and weak to him. He will break you emotionally. He will leave you with tears in your eyes. He will manipulate you into thinking you provoked him. You'll do anything you can to keep this man. But why? Why not love yourself? Because it's so much easier to love somebody else. He won't be sorry and you'll do whatever you can to get him to say the words you want to hear. But that's not going to heal your wounds or put together your heart. Nothing he can do will take away the betrayal of him. You will feel your heart break, you'll want to die. You don't want to be on this earth with out him. After everything he's done, you'll still try to find the good in him. Well, there comes a time, a moment, where you've got to put your foot down. Love yourself. There's someone out there that will kiss your head instead of bashing it. You'll find someone who will love you like you deserve and he will make you feel it. Who will love your flaws instead of using them against you. You are stronger and you are better than this. Such a beautiful soul to have it demolished by some punk who doesn't know self control. You will get through the this and you will be better off without him. You have so much more waiting for you. Love yourself. Be your best friend. Once you can do that you’ll be amazed at how confident you’ll become.
It Wasn't As Bad As...
I have never been lucky in love; I chalk it up to mainly something wrong with my face — maybe too big of a nose, or my hair just hates to stay in place despite the constant brushing. Maybe there is something truly wrong with my personality. But whatever it is, the fact remains that I have never been one to dabble in romance.
Kylie NebekerPublished 6 years ago in HumansHome
"Home is where the heart is." That was the only lesson I ever retained from my years at Blue Lake Fine Arts Camp. Our instructors were telling us about Chopin, who had grown up in Warsaw but moved to Paris. When he died, his body was buried in Paris, but his heart was buried in Warsaw. I don't know if that fact is true, it's been so long since I last heard it and there's always conflicting information and facts, but that was the only thing I ever remembered from theory class.
Aven JensenPublished 6 years ago in HumansThe Venom in Me
We’ve barely dipped our toes into the freezing ocean that is 2018. And yet I’ve already encountered a plethora of ridiculous, toxic relationships. So I’ve decided, in my eccentric and dramatic fashion, to write about it.
something wildePublished 6 years ago in HumansWhy
Why is human kind so mean to one another? Are we so fragile of a species that we feel the need to tear down those who think, look, or act different? In America we have become so divided that at a holiday get together families are name calling and arguing over their political views. Yes, politics are important. It is important to be heard and to stand up for what you believe in. However, it is not needed to constantly bash others for their different views. I'm almost completely opposite of my family when it comes to what I believe or feel, not just politically, but religious views and sometimes straight moral views are different.
In the Blink of an Eye
In the Blink of an Eye. The worst part was how wonderfully the day had started and how great the rest of the day was supposed to be. The whole day had been planned out. It was a beautiful, sunny Wednesday during winter break, and I had plans with my boyfriend, best friend and her boyfriend. Austin, Krissy, Bert and I wanted to have a “couples day.” We went swimming in the morning, then planned to go eat lunch at Taco John's before we went ice skating.
Jasmine LassPublished 6 years ago in HumansWho Are You, Really?
Every day we are confronted with labels that are meant to identify us, putting us into categories of acceptance for peer groups, job applications, family recognition, and social status.
Lisa MoweryPublished 6 years ago in HumansComplete the Story Series: Ocean Breathes Softly
The Beginning: I didn’t expect to see her, not on this night, not at this party. She normally went out of her way to avoid parties. When we first met...
Delilah JaydePublished 6 years ago in HumansLooking Through My Eyes
I have always said that I wouldn't let people get too close. I have always promised myself that, "No, this person isn't right...I won't let them in." Then, what do I do? I open up. I let that person in. I let that person see more than just my mask. I get vulnerable. I let my guard down.
Nikki DixonPublished 6 years ago in HumansLoneliness
Loneliness. A word that often gets thrown around, or used for dark humour. I mean, I have pretty dark humour, so I have nothing against it. I'd like to think that it is a coping mechanism to be honest. And I'm proud of it.
A Day in the Life on Jost van Dyke
'Rock bottom became the solid foundation on which we rebuild our life again.' Looking back, some of my fondest memories have been in the British Virgin Islands at Soggy Dollar Bar in White Bay. Sitting underneath the big palm trees in a hammock staring out at the clear, blue Caribbean Sea while enjoying a 'Nilla Killa. Yesterday wasn't one of those days; it was different. I have grown close to many in the Jost community over the past seven years as their close-by neighbor in St. Thomas. It's easy to get to know 1/3 of the island when there is only a population of 300 people.
Alexandra SmythPublished 6 years ago in HumansFor Granted
I suppose there comes a time where you take things for granted. Perhaps become ungrateful. That is not to say things were great to start with, but they could have been worse.
B. AnonymousPublished 6 years ago in Humans