Bad habits
Chapter 18: Toughening Up. Content Warning.
I had been with Rosemont Publishing, a small academic outfit in bumfuck NJ and my first job out of school, for about a year when my colleague and object of lust, Ben, found a new job. I must have applied for a job with the same company without realizing who they were because one day I came back to my apartment in Highland Park and discovered a message on my answering machine for an Editor position with LexisNexis. It took me a few conversations with Ben to realize it was the same place he was going.
By DB Maddox6 months ago in Confessions
Confessions of a Former Alcoholic Part 3
I reminded them in earlier writings that I had studied the negative consequences of drinking and my spy activities. When someone is positive about someone they meet, they usually betray their best partner right away. I only exhibit affection to animals because of this, but I would never betray someone I trust.
By TheNaeth6 months ago in Confessions
Is Masturbation a Sin?. Content Warning.
Masturbation is a topic that stirs up a lot of debate, especially within religious circles. Many people wonder if it's something that goes against their faith. The Bible doesn't explicitly mention masturbation, which complicates the discussion.
By Thakur S6 months ago in Confessions
Fair Travel
Most people dream of traveling, some are commissioned to travel, and others are born to travel. Whatever category you fall under, we're all responsible for being fair and respectful during our travels. This may be considered a common concept to some; however, to others, this is a far reach to achieve. I've been traveling across the world for over 15 years, and it never ceases to amaze me the gall some people have when visiting another country. I suspect that if you never learn humility or the basics of human respect from either your family or school, it's difficult to acquire or display the characteristics of a noble soul. I wrote a blog post 10 years ago about this topic, and it seems humanity is not improving, more specifically, people from the West. Now, before I get too many boos and hisses, I grew up in North America, so I have credibility when it comes to knowing Western culture, and I am not leaving out bad actors from the East either. I will have to say, compared to the rest of the world, Western culture is one of the most abrasive and unyielding. I don't know why the erragance persists, I just wish it would stop or at least decrease. We're in 2025, and people still haven't learned diplomacy and tolerance.
By Char Chase6 months ago in Confessions
Confessions of a Former Alcoholic Part 2
These days, I am in a position to maintain my sobriety in general. Having a large level of self-control is required in order to engage in activities such as writing and serious hobbies. Deals are made in an atmosphere where alcohol is prevalent, particularly in the business sector, in order to weaken the willpower of business people. However, I am aware that now I want to avoid going to bars as much as possible.
By TheNaeth6 months ago in Confessions
The Silence I Inherited
In the country where I currently live, the world often feels upside down. Every day brings a fresh dose of absurdity. People drive recklessly, drunk and unaware of consequences. Laws seem like mere suggestions, and the streets are filled with chaos. I don’t engage with much of it—I stay away. I have learned to withdraw, to protect my peace by limiting my contact with others.
By Saeed Ullah 6 months ago in Confessions
The Day I Stopped Apologizing for My Anxiety
It happened after another draining day at work, a day tangled in nervous energy. I kept hearing myself say, “Sorry I’m so anxious,” and “Sorry if I’m a bother.” My cheeks were hot with embarrassment every time a flush of panic crept in. That afternoon, after excusing my shivers and silence for what felt like the tenth time, I caught my reflection in the bathroom mirror. My eyes looked tired, old even, weighed down by invisible baggage. At that moment, I felt a swell of anger and stubborn hope rise—the realization that I deserved more than a cycle of apologies for simply being me.
By Wilson Igbasi6 months ago in Confessions
And forgiveness was granted
Fahad's feet were not touching the ground with joy. He could not believe that he had become the owner of a new house. He loved his ancestral home very much, but now the space there was starting to feel a little cramped. The children of the three brothers were still young, so one day the three brothers sat together. The elder brother Farooq addressed the two younger brothers: "This house was built by Abu Jan with a lot of hard work. Although his business was not very large, he somehow built this house for us little by little.
By Echoes of Life6 months ago in Confessions
The Greedy Thug and the Wise Villager
Once upon a time, in a peaceful little village nestled among green hills and whispering forests, people lived a simple life. They were known for their honesty, hospitality, and pure-hearted generosity. The village had little in the way of wealth, but it was full of kindness. In the center of this village lived an old man - wise, soft-spoken, and observant. His words carried weight, though they were rarely acted on. Most of the villagers admired him, but few truly understood the depth of his wisdom.
By Echoes of Life6 months ago in Confessions
