Bad habits
Is living as your true self just an excuse to be lazy and lenient with yourself?
Ordinary appearance, ordinary abilities, ordinary personality. We deeply despise that ordinariness in ourselves. And on the journey to prove our exceptional selves, to become 'extraordinary,' we end up abandoning ourselves in exchange for acceptance from others. We trade what is most genuinely ourselves for external validation. Loneliness on this journey grows, and the feeling of emptiness within us increases. One day, we realize we've lost ourselves.
By Jim Smithabout a year ago in Confessions
Taming our Ego
Ego refers to a person’s sense of self-importance and self-esteem, what you think of your own self. Everybody has an ego and that plays directly into their character, actions, communication and their overall decision-making skills. This is one element of our lives which has far-reaching consequences which shape every single part of our entire being, thus the importance for us to understand what it is and how it works.
By real Jemaabout a year ago in Confessions
The Neighbors Are Torturing And Killing My Cats
Yesterday was supposed to be a good day. As I left the house to go do adult things, I just knew it was going to be a good day. And I'm not usually wrong about these things. But yesterday, July 29th, 2024... I was very very wrong.
By Hope Martinabout a year ago in Confessions
Fuck It. Content Warning.
We should be able to share life's disparities with people we are close to without having to cover ourselves up in a blanket of toxic positivity. I am not always fine. I am not always feeling well. My skin gets ashy as fuck sometimes. Sometimes people don't tell me when I have a booger in my nose, and I walk around all day looking disgusting. I am not always happy, but that doesn't mean that I am sad. I can have inside joy, but my face resembles a resting bitch face. Please, stop harassing me with the "are you alright" questions, and on the flip side, if I express my struggle and pain, don't just tell me "it'll be alright." It's quite ridiculous. I hate having to be anything other than me.
By Erianna Gilliam2 years ago in Confessions
Trading Relief Aid for Sex in Sudan: A Shocking Reality
### Trading Relief Aid for Sex in Sudan: A Shocking Reality In a report published by The Guardian, a disturbing practice has been uncovered involving the Sudanese army trading relief aid for sex in the region of Omdurman. This report exposes a shocking reality where many Sudanese women are coerced into sex in exchange for essential necessities for survival, highlighting the worsening humanitarian conditions in the country due to conflicts and economic crises.
By William2 years ago in Confessions
Void of all emotions
There are people capable of looking you in the eyes, crying to you with all their heart and still betray you at the end of the day. Even while appealing to your humanity, even while begging you on their knees and making you all sorts of promises, they will still deliberately choose to stab you in the back.
By real Jema2 years ago in Confessions
I Respected You - Until You Disrespected Me With Your "Good Intentions"
You know how some people are like... "YOU ARE GOING TO HELL! REPENT NOW!" But like... what if you are a perfectly happy atheist who doesn't need to repent because you're secure in your lifestyle and belief, and...
By Hope Martin2 years ago in Confessions
Life can get boring
I don’t remember a time when I was bored out of my mind for over an hour. It certainly happens from time to time, but really never lasts long enough to be concerning. Either I’ll fall asleep or I’ll just get something productive to do with my time, but never do I let myself sink into boredom for too long. This time around my life didn’t get boring but I kind of saw that in the lives of others. I saw some people not know what to do of their day and basically waste countless hours of their time doing something they were not interested in.
By real Jema2 years ago in Confessions
Hinges creaks in Silence. Content Warning.
Little fumes of cigarette, I blow another - this time, a ring. And one more. And one more. I gaze through her naked back. She was on her stomach, face sheltered underneath the white pillow then speckled with blood, her skin bruised liked the sunset on a cloudy afternoon.
By Dennis Fang2 years ago in Confessions
Dirty Laundry
As much as people stress about the struggle with companionship and their numerous failed attempts at finding “The One” I find myself late at night laying on my twin-sized bed right next to a mountain of unfolded laundry. So I ask myself, am I even ready for that kind of thing? Not the companionship. But just the responsibility of having someone in my circle. As I write this well, I already told you. I’m lying on my twin-sized bed beside a giant mountain of unfolded clothes. What I didn’t mention is that it’s been here for nearly 5 days now. Don’t worry it's clean! Well, at least I think so. After I took my clothes out of the machine I had them in my laundry bag. But then I ran into that problem where I was wearing dirty clothes with no place to them. I use this half-ripped bag hamper hanging from my door as the primary location to keep my dirty clothes. When it’s not available (like it hasn’t been for a few days before I threw all my clothes on my bed. I’m kind of fucked because I no longer have a place to put my dirty clothes. I can probably assume your next question. So then where do you put your dirty clothes in the meantime when you’re being too lazy to put your clothes away? Before I answer that in order to avoid a bit of judgment. I would like to say that I believe in the idea of “out of sight, out of mind.” I am not sure who stated that quote but they are genius and knew exactly what they were talking about.
By Somebody's Something 2 years ago in Confessions
