Childhood
I Lived in Silence for a Year After My Friend’s Suicide
I didn’t cry at his funeral. Not because I didn’t want to, but because I physically couldn’t. My body felt frozen, my throat closed, and my chest was hollow. The only thing I could hear was the echo of my own heartbeat, slow and heavy like guilt.
By Ayaz L Behrani6 months ago in Confessions
Trump’s African Summit: A Modern Display of Colonial Power
Trump’s African Summit: A Modern Display of Colonial Power On July 9, 2025, the White House became the stage for a troubling diplomatic theatre, as United States President Donald Trump hosted a mini-summit with the leaders of Gabon, Guinea-Bissau, Liberia, Mauritania, and Senegal. What was billed as a friendly summit about economic cooperation quickly revealed itself as a spectacle of domination and submission, raising critical questions about modern-day power dynamics between Africa and the West.
By Ikram Ullah6 months ago in Confessions
Duality and self-discovery in toxic patterns and love life
Human relationships often function as catalysts for self-awareness. Some connections offer stability, while others test the boundaries of emotional resilience and personal identity. My relationship with G belongs firmly in the latter category. It has not been linear, nor conventionally “healthy,” but it has been profoundly revealing — not only of him, but of myself.
By Kristen Orkoshneli7 months ago in Confessions
I Wasn’t a ‘Dog Person’ — Until I Met Milo
I used to roll my eyes at dog owners. You know the type — the ones who post ten pictures a day of their dog sleeping, who cancel plans because of “dog commitments,” who call their dogs their “babies” like it’s perfectly normal. I didn’t get it. Sure, the dogs were cute. But messy. Loud and needy. Not for me.
By Echoes of Life7 months ago in Confessions
My Toxic Relationship Didn’t End in Heartbreak — It Ended in Healing
When people talk about toxic relationships, they often focus on the pain. The screaming. The manipulation. The silence that says more than words. What they rarely talk about is what comes next — the strange, beautiful, messy process of healing.
By Echoes of Life7 months ago in Confessions








