Bad habits
“We Are Family” The Biggest Lie Of Corporate
Certainly, the phrase “we are family” used in the business world can carry considerable weight, symbolizing employee unity, support and a shared sense of belonging. But the reality often shows a contrast between this description and the real experiences of the people working in these organizations. Sometimes companies or employers misuse this term and do not understand the challenges and struggles faced by employees, which undermines the authenticity of the declared family atmosphere.
By Mandeep Kumar2 years ago in Confessions
Love that fades away
Once upon a time in the charming town of Willowbrook, a young couple named Finn and Lara fell deeply in love. They met at a local café, where Finn worked as a barista and Lara came to study every afternoon. Their conversations began with casual exchanges about coffee preferences and schoolwork but soon blossomed into deep, meaningful talks about dreams, fears, and the future.
By Finn2 years ago in Confessions
Procrastination is killing me ⚰️
It started many months before I even began my Vocal Media account. I fell into darkness, a darkness called "PROCRASTINATION." All people have issues in their lives, but mine is procrastination. I'm struggling with it; I don't know what to do or how to handle it. During lockdown, many people had mental or other issues, maybe even procrastination, but in my case, that didn't happen. I didn't have mental issues, especially procrastination, during lockdown. However, now I'm dealing with procrastination. When I mentioned this to my parents, their reaction was, "This all happened because of your Android phone." In my opinion, that's not true. My friends say, "Me too, bro; everyone has some issues; it comes and goes." While that's true, it doesn't feel that way for me. I'm posting this here because my friends and family don't know what to do, and I don't have any social media except WhatsApp. That's why I'm posting about it here.
By Murali2 years ago in Confessions
The Drunken Escapades of Billy and Bobby
Once upon a time in a small town, there lived two brothers, Billy and Bobby, who were notorious for their love of alcohol. Billy, the elder at 32, and Bobby, at 27, had turned their fondness for drinking into an art form, albeit a messy one. Their adventures (or misadventures) had become the stuff of local legend.
By Lee Lien2 years ago in Confessions
Relapse Once Doesn’t Mean You Start from Zero Again
I relapse many times on my bad habits. I was planning to stop all of my bad habits — smoking, scrolling, and even cornography. It’s still hard for me to stop, and I don’t find a way out. I feel like a failure, and I’m starting to hate myself for doing that.
By Astride Evans2 years ago in Confessions
What an evil person looks like
Reading through the news, I saw an article which talked about a young man who slaughtered his girlfriend, and instantly I had many questions on my mind. The most obvious question was to know why a person so young would do something so heinous, I wondered to myself why go to such a length and not simply walk away. Cutting the throat of a person requires a certain level of anger and premeditation, you can’t just do such an act out of randomness.
By real Jema2 years ago in Confessions
"Why I like Sleeping"
I've always been a sleeper. As a child, I would curl up in my bed and drift off to dreamland, mesmerized by the soft hum of my nightlight. My parents would try to rouse me for family outings, but I'd beg to stay in bed, snuggled up in my cozy blanket.
By Abbas2 years ago in Confessions
A Friend of Hope. Content Warning.
Last week I was in my car on the way home from work when I got a call from a childhood friend. It had been a minute since the two of us last spoke so I was surprised to be getting a call from him. When I picked up the phone he gave me some devastating news, a friend of ours who we had known since the first grade passed away. What made it worse was he died by suicide. All I could think about and ask myself was how could this good kid who was always smiling and vibrant could’ve taken his own life? Of course that’s a question many of us ask ourselves when such a tragedy happens.
By Joe Patterson2 years ago in Confessions
Introvert ME'
The Quiet Strength of an Introvert: My Story I've always been an introvert, content to spend time alone with my thoughts and feelings. As a child, I'd spend hours lost in books, exploring imaginary worlds and characters. While my friends played outside, I'd retreat to my room, happy in my own company.
By Abbas2 years ago in Confessions
Are you lazy?
In terms of productivity, I’ve been looking for tools to measure precisely my productivity. I found a couple of them which did give me some promising results, but eventually I realized that I didn’t need tools to measure my productive. I also understood why companies don’t measure productivity in terms of what people do on a daily basis. They look at the bigger picture, at the end of the day it's the execution of the higher level tasks which matter and not what small tasks people get done daily.
By real Jema2 years ago in Confessions
