humanity

The real lives of businessmen, professionals, the everyday man, stay at home parent, healthy lifestyle influencers, and general feel good human stories.

When Objections Become Gold: What TDZ Pro Knows About Contract Risk That Most Sales Teams Miss
Let’s talk about what nobody in sales wants to admit. Objections aren’t just annoying roadblocks. They’re the real gold. Yet, most salespeople treat them like landmines, afraid to step forward without blowing the deal. That fear is where mediocre closes are born.
By Armi Ponsicaabout a year ago in Journal
"7 Simple Ways to Increase Your Income Starting Today"
Introduction In today's fast-paced world, many people are searching for ways to increase their income, whether to keep up with rising costs, build financial security, or chase dreams of financial freedom. The good news? You don’t need to wait for a promotion or land a new job to earn more money.
By Shamshair Khan Hasan Zaiabout a year ago in Journal
How to Save Up to 85% on Your Prescriptions Without Insurance. AI-Generated.
Prescription medications can be a significant financial burden, especially for those without insurance coverage. However, there are effective strategies to reduce these costs.
By Rx Savings Guideabout a year ago in Journal
Phil Robertson, ‘Duck Dynasty’ Star and Family Patriarch, Dies at 79
Phil Robertson, the beloved patriarch of the Robertson family and star of the popular reality TV show Duck Dynasty, has passed away at the age of 79. Known for his strong faith, long beard, and country wisdom, Phil left behind a powerful legacy that touched millions.
By Shahab Uddinabout a year ago in Journal
I will use my voice . Top Story - May 2025.
To My Fear of Speaking Up, I’m done. There’s no official notice, no warning, and definitely no two-week grace period. You don’t deserve one. You’ve been running my life for too long, and I’m finally ready to walk away.
By Diani Alvarengaabout a year ago in Journal
It's The End
For years I have listened to you Moan and complain Grumble and whine About everything in your life Over the decades I have watched as you
By Mother Combsabout a year ago in Journal
Polyp-Free I Shall Be!
Dear Nose (or whomever it may concern): On this, the 25th day of the fifth month of the year 2025, I am putting in my notice that I will be the carrier of nasal polyps no longer. This is a notice to tell you that I will be done immediately at this letter's conclusion. When I first signed up for this position, I was under the impression that it was temporary. In fact, I thought that I'd been relieved of it when the polyps were once forcibly eradicated many moons ago. Alas, I should have known better than to assume.
By Kit Valabout a year ago in Journal
🧠 Top 7 AI Tools to Earn Money Online in 2025
✍️ Introduction: Artificial Intelligence has moved from science fiction to reality—and it's making people rich. In 2025, AI isn’t just helping businesses; it’s helping individuals earn money online like never before. Whether you’re a student, a freelancer, or someone looking for a side hustle, AI tools can supercharge your income.
By Shakil Sorkarabout a year ago in Journal
Immediate Resignation - Effective Now
Dear Self, I quit No, not the job. Not the bills. Not the lease on this apartment that smells vaguely of last week’s microwaved regret and my neighbor’s curry.
By Odebabout a year ago in Journal
How I Made My First $0.03 on Vocal Media: A Beginner's Journey in 2025
Introduction In 2025, earning online isn’t just a dream—it’s a reality for anyone with a story, skill, or voice. I’m not a professional writer. I didn’t have followers, fancy tools, or years of experience. But I believed in consistency. Today, I want to share how I made my very first $0.03 on Vocal Media—and why that tiny amount means something huge. This journey might sound small, but it's the first step to achieving something meaningful.
By Shakil Sorkarabout a year ago in Journal
No More Mrs Sweet Cheeks
Dear Me, It feels weird writing a letter to myself but the time has come. I can no longer be resigned and therefore, it is time to resign. Word play. You're good at this. Punnage is your forté. The application of the literary is something at which you are more than proficient. Comes naturally, you could even say. It is also something to which you devote time.
By Rachel Deemingabout a year ago in Journal
“The War Inside My Mind”
The War Inside My Mind There’s a battlefield no one sees—no medals, no blood, no victory parades. Just me, standing in the middle of a war I never signed up for. My enemies are silent, shapeless, and relentless: anxiety that whispers doom into my dreams, depression that clings like a second skin, and doubt that hurls stones at every good thing I try to build. I’ve fought this war for years in secret, mastering the art of smiling while silently falling apart. And I know I’m not alone. This story is not just mine—it belongs to the millions of us fighting an invisible enemy every single day. I used to believe that mental health struggles had a certain "look." That if someone were truly battling something dark, you’d know. You’d see the mess, the tears, the chaos. But the truth is, many of us become experts at hiding the war inside. We go to work. We laugh with friends. We say “I’m fine” so automatically it might as well be a breath. All while our minds are screaming. For me, the war began quietly. It didn’t announce itself with a dramatic breakdown or a tragedy. It started with small things—overthinking every conversation, lying awake for hours rehashing things I said, doubting my worth no matter how hard I tried. The noise grew louder each day until silence became terrifying, and every quiet moment turned into a room full of accusations. Anxiety was the general leading the charge. It disguised itself as “being prepared” and “caring too much.” It told me that if I could just control every detail, I’d be safe. But no matter how hard I tried to plan or please, the fear never went away. I lived on edge, always waiting for the next thing to go wrong. Then came depression, the silent soldier that crept in behind the noise. Unlike anxiety, it didn’t shout—it whispered. It told me I was tired, that getting out of bed wasn’t worth it, that no one would notice if I disappeared for a while. It made the things I once loved feel distant and colorless. It convinced me that nothing I did mattered. And the worst part? I believed it. It took me a long time to realize that I needed help. Not because I was weak—but because I was exhausted. I was tired of pretending. Tired of bottling up the storm inside. Tired of walking around with a smile that didn’t reach my eyes. One day, I broke. But in that breaking, something beautiful happened—I opened up. I told someone. Just one person. And it changed everything. I wish I could say the war ended there, but healing isn’t linear. Some days, the storm still returns. But now, I have tools. I have therapy. I have words for the pain. I’ve learned how to recognize the lies my mind tries to sell me, and I’m learning to replace them with truths: I am enough. I am not my thoughts. I am not alone. The war inside my mind hasn’t disappeared, but I’ve found new strength in speaking it out loud. I’ve learned that vulnerability is not weakness; it’s rebellion against the silence that keeps us trapped. Every time we talk about mental health, every time we listen without judgment, we tear down the stigma that keeps so many of us isolated. If you're reading this and the battlefield feels too heavy right now—please know this: you are not broken. You are not a burden. You are fighting something that many of us understand, even if we don’t always say it. There is no shame in struggling. The courage it takes to keep going, to keep trying, to ask for help—that’s the kind of bravery the world needs more of. Mental illness does not define you. Your worth isn’t measured by your productivity, your energy level, or how well you can pretend. Some days, just getting through the day is enough. Some days, getting out of bed is a victory. And if today is one of those days, I see you. I honor your fight. Because sometimes, the strongest people are the ones still standing after the war inside their mind tried to tear them down.
By Abid khanabout a year ago in Journal