Bad habits
Word of the Day: 配信
I am not sure if I used this word already but it is a very common word. It is what is used to call streamers (haishin-sha) I am a haishin-sha or, I was a haishin-sha before my computer started breaking down. Now I can only write but I do feel determined to express myself in this way since my artistic expressions are being limited by technology and circumstances.
By Kayla McIntosh8 months ago in Confessions
Word of the Day: 綿棒
I am worried about eating these gummies too quickly but I am sure I will be getting out soon. My mom tripped in her room and injured her leg. Great, that is going to block some of my progress going forward but hopefully it will heal quickly by the 15th.
By Kayla McIntosh8 months ago in Confessions
The Day I Felt Guilty
Life is full of ups and downs—friendships, relationships, mistakes. And through all of it, I had never truly felt guilt in its deepest form. Like most people, I apologized when I was wrong, and moved on. Some mistakes fade with time, others become lessons. But then, there are mistakes that don’t leave you—they stay with you, remind you, shape you.
By Naaike8 months ago in Confessions
Forgiveness is not Forgetting the Pain
The scent of brine and ozone filled Elara’s lungs, a familiar comfort that had been hers since childhood. She stood on the cliff edge, the North Sea churning below, its endless roar a constant reminder of both peace and turbulence. It had been twenty years since the accident, twenty years since the waves had stolen her brother, Liam, and left her with a scar that no passage of time, no amount of forgiveness, could truly erase.
By millyanne8 months ago in Confessions
Word of the Day: Schadenfreude
Have you ever found yourself secretly smiling when someone else trips, makes an error, or experiences an inconvenience? Whether it was someone at work, in celebrity media coverage, or even someone close to you who got their own back? Unfortunately this feeling often unsaid is quite common, yet rarely spoken aloud. In German there's even a special word that perfectly captures it: Schadenfreude
By Robert Brown8 months ago in Confessions
Echoes After the Storm: What I Learned in the Silence
We weren’t yelling anymore, but the silence was louder than any argument we’d ever had. I sat on the edge of our bed, staring at the floor like it might offer an answer. Across the room, Sarah leaned against the wall, arms folded, eyes red, but dry now. The words were still fresh in the air, hanging like dust that hadn’t settled.
By Fazal Hadi8 months ago in Confessions
moon-coloured glasses
People like to talk about rose-coloured glasses, as if that’s the only kind of distortion that matters. As if optimism is the most dangerous drug. The sweet little delusion, the blur of affection that makes everything look kinder. You love, so you overlook. You believe, so you don’t question. Red flags turn pastel. You’re naive, and you’re hopeful.
By nico8 months ago in Confessions
I Lied About My Age for 3 Years—And He Still Chose to Believe Me
I didn’t mean to lie, at first. It wasn’t premeditated. It was one of those little things that slip out and hang in the air longer than you expect them to. We were at a bar, I was with a friend, he was sitting alone, and we started talking. I was 29. I told him I was 25.
By Noman Khan 8 months ago in Confessions
