Bad habits
Part 2:
I was 20 years old, reeling from the trauma of the weeks before. I lost my grip on 'reasonable' usage of the meth, I know that at first it was because I wanted to forget. I have a hard time recalling the exact moment I went of the deep end into a pit of darkness, I do however remember we have to go backwards to move forwards.
By Erin Switzer3 years ago in Confessions
What good habits have you developed because you are poor?
In my first job after graduation, I had a canteen. On my first day on the job, I went downstairs to have dinner with my colleagues and listened to them introduce me which window had delicious covered rice and which window had ramen noodles.
By Uefa Calvin3 years ago in Confessions
Finding my out of the dark...
My life wasn't always such a mess. I grew up in a nice neighborhood, nice town on the upper class side of things. My parents loved me and did their best. It all went wrong when I was 17 and met my first husband. He was older then me, 28 to my 17. He was handsome and had a way of saying just the right thing, all the girls working at the local pizza place had crushes on him... in hindsight I wish I had let one of the others have him. I don't actually mean that though, without him my oldest, my princess would not ever have been born.
By Erin Switzer3 years ago in Confessions
Sentinel
Sometimes I am the watcher and sometimes I am the watched. You stand stone cold, quietly keeping score of some chess game started long ago. The rules have changed as time moved on. In the beginning, only large transgressions brought down your wrath. What you deemed dishonest, disloyal, disingenuous. Sometimes unaware of my misdeeds, I walked willingly into the minefield. My disbelief as the angry barrage of word bombs exploded around me fed your flames. Your passion almost consumed me and the heights you took me to were unmatched by anyone before you.
By Donna Bonter4 years ago in Confessions
When Violence Brings Consequence.
A Common Story It's not often a new story. You arrive at a new school, and at some point you become the target of verbal ridicule, social exclusion, or sometimes the physical prodding of a bully. This is commonplace, and almost universal in every environment. Whether or not you become an adult, everybody has to deal with a bully in their lives, or an individual who wants to belittle you for their own feeling of satisfaction and to remove their insecurities.
By Salvatore Pulvirenti4 years ago in Confessions
How To Heal Depression?
I always get the question how do you heal depression? There is a simple answer, you can't! Depression is not something that can be healed, instead of focusing on healing depression you should be focusing on how to not allow depression control your life .
By Briona Monet 4 years ago in Confessions
Into the stars
The you who was a strong figure, The you who was always present, The you who mattered most, The you who always cared, The you who taught right from wrong, The you who gave love and strength, The you who had so little but gave your all, The you who cherished and protected, The you who taught laughter and happiness The you who gave so much, yet received so little.
By ‘Lona 4 years ago in Confessions
Human connection is more authentic when sober. Top Story - July 2022.
Mocktails will save your life. As a casual wine drinker (it's 5 o'clock somewhere), I had to immediately find a substitute beverage for my evenings and social events. Sparkling water became my go-to, either alone or with juices and fresh or frozen fruit (still served in a wine glass for old times' sake). La Croix and cranberry-apple is my staple, but don't forget about smoothies and any (virgin) summer cocktail. When out at the bars, soda water and a lime will keep anyone from asking you where your drink is.
By Gina Stefan4 years ago in Confessions
A Creative Procrastinator
The origin story for my creative struggles. I recently had another cry which happens on a fortnightly basis because that's how I am as a person. I'm not the most creative person you would meet but I'm someone that likes doing new things but without commiting for the long run. I have a plethora of things that I want to do and yet they don't happen.
By tracydtn4 years ago in Confessions
Welcome Back Writer
For years, I’ve been talking about finally getting back into writing. Truth be told, I haven’t been writing since I graduated from college in 2018. During that time, I had so many writing projects that needed to be completed for classes, plus having to read my classmates stories and writing constructive criticism back to them. Did I love it? Not really. School work, you know? But when I graduated, and it was all over, and I really didn’t need to be worrying about anything but living?! I said, “screw writing!” and just stopped completely. After a while, I began to miss the feeling of typing out a story that’s due in less than an hour. The feeling of completing a writing project and the satisfaction I felt when reading a good story that I had written.
By Samantha J.4 years ago in Confessions
