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What Healing Really Looks Like When No One Is Watching
What Healing Really Looks Like When No One Is Watching I thought healing would feel like a soft sunrise—warm, predictable, beautiful. I imagined waking up one morning suddenly lighter, suddenly whole, untouched by everything that once hurt me.
By Max ryder2 months ago in Confessions
LIFE IS A MESS
I was searching for stability but I never found one. I tried to make things right by doing right things at the right time but it always felt like something is off and here, you go now you have surrounded yourself with another problem. The problem doesn't even wait for the previous problem to be solved. It's a mess. No matter how hard I try but I can't make things right.
By Samairaa 2 months ago in Confessions
The Digital Mask: How Technology Is Changing The Way We See Ourselves
Once, our sole means of looking at ourselves was through a mirror. The mirror is just one tool nowadays, used less often than the front-facing camera, the polished internet profile, the optimized "best angle," and the digital creation of ourselves.
By Shahjahan Kabir Khan2 months ago in Confessions
Word of the Day: 神経痛
I feel I am going a little crazy since. I had that whole idea that I needed sex at least 3 times a week. I thought it might help my mental health but, I think I sort of down played the mental play that is required to even maneuver a FwB situation. I might have already overbooked myself. I have the tattoo artist hitting me up, and the sex god isn't answering me so I don't even know if he'll ever visit me again, then I made some random plans with this hot Kazahk guy to come down here from Canada.
By Kayla McIntosh2 months ago in Confessions
Beauty, Jealousy and Blood: The Forgotten Story of Sher Alam & Maimoona.
The Tragic Tale of Sher Alam and Maimoona In Larah Nawagai — where members of the Ghilji tribe live today — a tragic incident took place about a hundred years ago. Its central figures were Sher Alam and Maimoona, and the land there still mourns this sorrowful event.
By Voxwrite ✍️ 2 months ago in Confessions
When the Mirror Finally Spoke Back
here’s a strange kind of silence that settles when you hit your forties. A silence no one warns you about. Not the loud, jarring kind—more like the soft hum of a life that suddenly asks if you’re paying attention. For me, the quiet came at 42, not on a birthday or any dramatic anniversary, but on an ordinary Tuesday morning while brushing my teeth.
By nawab sagar2 months ago in Confessions
Secret Letter
What Jake Became I gave his moment to the ether in my mind. Between 2007 and 2009, while others buried Jake and marked the date he died, I let him dissolve into something larger. I didn't trap him in grief or fix him to a gravestone. Instead, I released him into the atmosphere of my consciousness - not as an ending, but as a beginning. In doing that, something unexpected happened: we became one. Not in a way that erased him or made him less real, but in a way that let him breathe through me, move through me, become woven into how I understood the world.
By Parsley Rose 2 months ago in Confessions
The Not-So-Secret Behind The Secret
The funniest part to me about The Secret by Rhonda Brynes is that it takes the same concept being taught by every other Law of Attraction book and frames it as a “secret” to make you think you’re getting in on something “forbidden” or “exclusive” when in reality you’re being let in on the story from someone who had a better publicist. It’s not that I’m opposed to the Law of Attraction. The story I’m about to tell shows quite the opposite, actually. It’s the methods that all the books teach that are the problem.
By Danielle Katz2 months ago in Confessions
What Happened When I Finally Stood Up for Myself
What Happened When I Finally Stood Up for Myself BY: Ubaid For most of my life, I convinced myself that being quiet was the safest option. I told myself that peace was more important than pride, that swallowing my words made me “easy to deal with,” and that avoiding conflict meant avoiding pain. But the truth is, silence can become its own kind of prison. It starts small—letting someone talk over you, laughing off insults, agreeing when every part of you wants to say no. And then one day you wake up realizing that the version of you inside your head is nothing like the version the world sees.
By Ubaid 2 months ago in Confessions
Becoming the Woman They Couldn’t Break
There comes a point in a woman’s life when she stops hoping things will get easier… and decides she will get stronger. I’m standing in that moment now—fierce, focused, and done letting anything hold me back from what I was meant to become.
By Karen Sanderson2 months ago in Confessions
