Childhood

In the Shadow of My Own Eyes
The Shadow of My Own Eyes Sometimes, the hardest thing to face is not the world—but yourself. This is a story about how I learned to live with the shadow inside me, the one I always carried behind my eyes.
By Mahayud Din8 months ago in Confessions
“The Things We Left in the Hallway: A Story About Almosts”
It was just a hallway. Narrow, dim, a little too cold in the mornings. The kind of space you pass through without thinking. Not a place where stories happen — just a place between rooms.
By Hamad Haider8 months ago in Confessions
“The Empty Chair: The Story We All Live But Rarely Speak Of”
It always starts the same way. The morning light streams in through half-open blinds. The house is quiet, unnervingly so. There's toast left uneaten on a chipped plate, a coffee gone cold, and a single chair—empty.
By Hamad Haider8 months ago in Confessions
The Girl at the Piano
The Girl at the Piano By Lenia M. Every morning, as a child, before school, I used to sit at the piano and play. I sometimes sang, too.
By Lenia M. K.8 months ago in Confessions
I Cried the Day My Mother Learned to Stay Silent
I. That Morning I woke up a little late that morning. The house felt... wrong. There was no clinking of pots in the kitchen. No smell of Parathas, no radio playing old songs. Just silence. The kind that doesn’t hum it chokes.
By Wilfred8 months ago in Confessions
Age, Sexual Health, Virginity, And Deviant Behavior
Research shows that when you lose your virginity can affect your health later. People who start sexual activity early or late might face health issues. This is because of how sexual health and age are connected.
By LaMarion Ziegler8 months ago in Confessions
Why You’re Not Lazy—You’re Just Uninspired.
**Why You’re Not Lazy—You’re Just Uninspired (And That’s Fixable)** For the longest time, I thought something was wrong with me.
By Mralex8 months ago in Confessions
BORN TO SURVIVE. Content Warning.
They used to call me "child" back when the world still had room for softness - before something as simple as a name could put a target on your back. Now, when someone asks who I am, I stay quiet. Not because I’ve forgotten, but because I remember too much. In a place that stopped seeing people as people, names lose meaning.
By Jelly8 months ago in Confessions
Being Needed Made Me Feel Worthy
There was a time when being needed felt like love. The more someone leaned on me, the more I felt like I mattered. If they called me in crisis, if they needed comfort, advice, support I was there. First in line. Always available. Always showing up. And with each time I was needed, something inside me whispered: See? You’re not invisible. You’re valuable. You’re loved. But I didn’t realize I was slowly trading pieces of myself to feel that way.
By Zanele Nyembe8 months ago in Confessions
For Ana de Armas, Keanu Reeves’ Co-Star 10 Years Ago and Once Again, ‘Ballerina’ Is a Pirouette
Ana de Armas has returned to her roots. The Cuban-Spanish actress reunites with Keanu Reeves in Ballerina, the eagerly awaited John Wick spin-off, ten years after they first appeared together on screen in Knock Knock (2015). For de Armas, this reunion is more than just a new job; it's a pirouette, a tasteful comeback to a well-known partner in a very different setting.
By Tanvir Shahariar8 months ago in Confessions
My First Business Venture
I’ve been reflecting on my current business project a lot lately, and I realized that my very first venture occurred when I was just ten years old in the Soviet Union. It’s a story I enjoy sharing because it illustrates that universal childhood desire to earn money and the creative lengths kids will go to achieve it.
By Baruh Polis8 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