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I Took a DNA Test for Fun. What I Found Out Made Me Move Cities
I didn’t think twice when I ordered the DNA test. I wasn’t chasing some long-lost family mystery. I wasn’t adopted. I wasn’t even curious, really. It was just one of those impulsive decisions — like ordering sushi at midnight or downloading a sleep-tracking app I’d forget about in two days.
By Shoaib Afridi7 months ago in Confessions
I Am A Winner
Introduction I joined Vocal for the big prize money. That never happened. I have two challenge placements, an "honourable" mention, some Top Stories and a couple of Resource pieces, but Vocal and a lot of creators see me as a thorn in Vocal's side.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 7 months ago in Confessions
Whispers in the Rain
The rain fell gently on the cobbled path, each drop like a whisper from the sky. Emily pulled her woolen red cap tighter as she looked up, her eyes shimmering with curiosity. Beside her, Thomas reached out his hand, letting the raindrops collect on his palm. They weren’t bothered by the cold or the wet. To them, the rain was magic — a curtain that separated the real world from their secret one.
By The Pen of Farooq 7 months ago in Confessions
The Unwritten Letters I Never Sent to Myself
I used to write letters to myself every year on my birthday. I don't remember why I started—maybe because I thought it was poetic, or maybe I just wanted someone to talk to. Someone who understood me better than anyone else could.
By Jawad Ali7 months ago in Confessions
Why I Stopped Trying to Be ‘Enough’ and Finally Found Freedom
For most of my life, I was on a treadmill, running faster, pushing harder, and trying to be “enough.” Enough as a mom, enough as a friend, enough at work, enough in every single role I thought I had to play. I thought if I just did more, smiled brighter, looked better, and kept up appearances, I would finally feel satisfied. I thought I’d finally fill that deep, aching hole inside me that kept whispering I wasn’t good enough.
By The Arlee7 months ago in Confessions
Under the Moonlight of Memories
It was a quiet night, the kind where even the wind forgets to whisper. The moon hung high in the sky, casting a soft glow on the empty streets. Thomas sat alone on a wooden bench, his head bowed and hands clenched tightly. The world around him was asleep, but his mind was wide awake, racing with thoughts he couldn’t outrun. Regret had become his only companion.
By The Pen of Farooq 7 months ago in Confessions
Word of the Day: お疲れ様
I am back at Starbucks today. I had such a hard time sleeping last night since I had a brief psychosis involving Jahon. I really questioned whether Reo is good for me and whether I did like him. I think he wants to confess to me soon or is expecting me to confess but I think I don’t feel that way or rather I don’t know how to feel after all that has happened to me.
By Kayla McIntosh7 months ago in Confessions
