Bad habits
Denying Myself. Content Warning.
I’ve only recently noticed that I have not been doing a lot of things that I used to do. I have not been eating the things I used to love. I have not been out to places that I used to love. I have been denying all these things to myself without even noticing it, until now. A couple of days ago a friend of mine called and was asking how I was doing. I was happy to tell her that I am doing so much better. I did think I was doing better, especially since I was waking up everyday and going to work. Of course then my friend asked if I had done certain things or gone to certain places and to my surprise all my answers were no’s. I was unsure what to say to my friend so I gave her the old “there’s just no time” excuse while I continued listening to her and her adventures out in the world.
By Lily2 years ago in Confessions
My Recovery
My recovery over drug addiction is a story of struggle, pain, resilience, and ultimate win. It's an experience that took me to the darkest, deepest corners of my own life, but it's also a story of redemption, hope, and the power of the human spirit. In this article, I will take you through my personal odyssey, sharing the steps, challenges, and revelations that marked my path to recovery.
By Zain Fonda2 years ago in Confessions
Love VS Friendship
Once upon a time in a quaint little town nestled between rolling hills and meandering streams, there lived two inseparable companions named Emily and David. They had been friends since childhood, their bond forged in the fires of shared laughter, secrets, and dreams. As they grew older, their connection deepened, and it seemed as though they were two halves of a single soul.
By Faizan Naseem2 years ago in Confessions
Lauren Beobert Redemption
Once upon a time, in the bustling heart of Washington, D.C., there lived a congresswoman named Lauren beobert. She was a woman of considerable influence, representing the great state of Colorado. For years, her charisma and charm had carried her far in the political landscape, but beneath the polished facade, a darkness festered.
By MALIK NASIRU2 years ago in Confessions
KAREN. Content Warning.
In a quaint Scandinavian village nestled among rolling hills, there once lived a young woman named Karen. Her name, Karen, had deep roots in the region's ancient traditions, meaning "pure." Her parents, both deeply connected to their heritage, had chosen this name for her with great care, hoping she would grow to embody the virtues it held.
By Esse Naeemah Ali2 years ago in Confessions
A Piece of Me
"You’re not good at anything" the voice whispered as I sat down to complete my work for school. It was nearing the end of the term and I was so close to getting my degree. I needed to stay concentrated but of course the voices I heard came like a daunting force inside my head. "I’m not good at anything?" I replied as I slowly started to sink into my chair. Not finding the words to write my research paper due that night. "I guess so I mean what I have succeeded in. Nothing. I mean what am I even great at? I’m a failure, if anything." I had let the voices torment me into believing I was worthless for a long time. Years had passed by and I still couldn’t get it out of my head. Memories of me not getting to play long term in basketball a dream of mine came pouring into my head. The jobs I lost, and the times I quit at something just ravaged through my mind. One particular memory of my coach telling me I had heart but couldn’t continue because I didn’t have enough skill. The whole I don’t have enough skill happened to me more than once in my life and this stuck with me.
By Cerina Galvan2 years ago in Confessions
Oh Anxiety...what have I done to You...!?. Content Warning.
I have never felt so downcast having to see my self go through the ridicule of a shaky mouth on an interview of a life time. Hell "No" heaven must have failed me, speaking to myself...I said. I ought to get this job; oh I was so prepared. I read, read and read repeatedly preparing to give the Best. Indeed, I failed myself. What a shame I thought to myself.
By Albin Tawo2 years ago in Confessions
Size Matters! Decoding Titanic's Role in the Disaster. Content Warning.
The Titanic, the largest ship of its time, set sail on its maiden voyage in 1912 with the belief that it was unsinkable. However, within days, the ship met its demise when it struck an iceberg in the North Atlantic Ocean. Of the over 2,200 passengers and crew on board, only 706 survived that fateful night. Questions have arisen about whether a smaller ship would have fared better or if the size of the iceberg truly mattered.
By Darlington Sunday2 years ago in Confessions
Unwavering Honesty. Content Warning.
Chapter 1: Unwavering Honesty In the picturesque town of Cedarwood, there lived two friends, Clara and David, whose bond was forged by their commitment to honesty. From a young age, they made a solemn pact never to tell a lie, no matter how small or inconvenient. Clara, with her expressive green eyes, was known for her candidness, and David, with his warm smile, was the embodiment of integrity.
By June Oliver Franz Roxas2 years ago in Confessions
I'm a gambling addict.. Content Warning.
Hey. My name is Billie, I'm freshly 30 and I'm a gambling addict. I don't know how to start this piece entirely, and I have no doubt with how uncomfortable I feel about my confession, this piece will not flow but we're going with it for the sake of awareness and relatability.
By Billie Whyte2 years ago in Confessions
