Bad habits
Confessions of a Former Alcoholic Part 1 . Top Story - August 2025.
In the country I live in, absurd events occur almost daily, and people live in a state of lawlessness. People are almost always drunk and driving. I don't like this situation in my country, and I stay away from almost everyone.
By TheNaeth6 months ago in Confessions
The Silent Mind
In a discovery that could reshape neuroscience, artificial intelligence, and even philosophy, scientists at the Global Institute for Cognitive Research (GICR) have found compelling evidence of a new form of thinking — one that occurs entirely without language, mental images, or any recognizable internal monologue. The research, released earlier this week in the journal Cognitive Frontiers, introduces the concept of “pure cognition,” a previously unidentified mental process that may underlie many of our most intuitive thoughts and decisions.
By Rizwan 6 months ago in Confessions
I Cheated… and It Made Me a Better Partner
I never thought I’d be the kind of person who cheats. It sounds self-righteous now, but I genuinely believed I was above that. I had opinions—harsh ones—about people who strayed. I judged them in silence. Called them selfish. Weak. Cowardly. I was sure I would never become the villain in someone else’s love story.
By HAFSA6 months ago in Confessions
The Viral Morning Routine Everyone Is Talking About—Does It Really Work?
You’ve seen the videos. A guy wakes up at 5 a.m., drinks something green, runs 10 miles, journals like a monk, and somehow has deep life clarity before sunrise. Social media makes it look effortless, aesthetic, and borderline superhuman.
By Kamran Zeb6 months ago in Confessions
Venus Buried
The girl in the graveyard is your best friend, so you take her home. The night is a bruise between you, a blotch of rogue in the passenger window; the colour of fruit left out to fester. The body pries at her seatbelt, a finger, then two. The radio echoes static, the body shuffles in her seat. You study the face; the similar slice of jaw, the nose humped from where a baseball had hit her at twelve, just slightly off centre. The skin like a rain-licked plastic bag. The stink of musk and sulphur. You want to look away but you cannot. She's so beautiful, even like this. Your headlights rake warbled slits through the dirt road, a yellow like jaundice. Your hands are stiff from the cold, your lips cracked. The girl beside you is dead and you are bringing her home.
By Muhammad Sabeel6 months ago in Confessions
Life After Summer
Life After Summer It always begins with the wind. That soft, familiar shift in the air — when the summer heat starts to loosen its grip, and evenings become kinder. It’s not quite autumn yet, but the world begins to cool, slowly, almost thoughtfully. Just like she had.
By waseem khan6 months ago in Confessions
Full of feelings and questions. Top Story - August 2025.
Who is my mother? And what has she become? Sometimes it feels like a completely different person stands before me—heartless, distant, cruel. What turned her into this? Money? Time? Boredom? Or something much deeper that I’ll never understand?
By Anna 6 months ago in Confessions
From Jealousy to Gratitude. AI-Generated.
For years, I was at war — not with the world, but with my own heart. On the outside, I lived a quiet life. I greeted others with a smile, said “MashaAllah” when someone shared good news, and nodded during reminders about being thankful. But inside, I was burning with silent jealousy — not because I hated others, but because I couldn't understand why their lives were moving forward while mine remained still.
By Kaleem Ullah6 months ago in Confessions
Not Him. Not Now
The first time Clara saw the man outside her window, she froze. It wasn’t just that he looked like someone she had buried six years ago—it was the fact that he looked exactly the same. Same deep-set eyes. Same black coat. Same crooked smile that never quite reached his eyes.
By Muhammmad Zain Ul Hassan6 months ago in Confessions
