Childhood
The Silence I Spoke
For most of my life, I was fluent in silence. I could hold a conversation with my eyes, express sorrow through my smile, and scream without making a sound. It wasn't because I had nothing to say — it was because I had learned early on that speaking carried consequences. And so, I swallowed my voice like medicine that burned going down, hoping it would heal me from something I couldn’t name.
By Muhammad Hashim9 months ago in Confessions
My First Day in School
s The sun had just begun to rise, casting a golden glow over everything. I remember that morning vividly—the way the light streamed through my bedroom window and how my heart beat a little faster with excitement and nerves. It was finally here: my first day of school.
By Noor Hussain9 months ago in Confessions
Living With A Girl I Just Met Raw. AI-Generated.
Sometimes life throws you into situations that feel like a plot twist in a romance movie—or maybe even a reality show. Living with a girl I just met raw isn’t your average love story. It’s messy, impulsive, thrilling, and emotionally charged. But it’s real. This isn’t about scripts or polished love letters; it’s about discovering what happens when two people skip the formalities and dive straight into cohabitation. If you've found yourself googling living with a girl I just met raw, chances are you're either living this reality or flirting with the idea. Either way, you're not alone.
By YUVRAJ9 months ago in Confessions
Learning to Be Human
The first time Leena understood the weight of love, she was sitting beside her grandmother in a sunlit room filled with the scent of jasmine. Her grandmother’s hands, soft and wrinkled, were braiding her hair while telling stories about a time when letters were more powerful than phone calls, when love meant waiting, not swiping.
By Taslim Ullah9 months ago in Confessions
The Day Everything Changed
It was a Tuesday, the kind of day no one expects anything from. The skies were stubbornly gray, coffee was bitter no matter how much sugar I added, and my inbox was overflowing with emails I didn't care to answer. I was 28, living in a cramped one-bedroom apartment in a city I didn’t love, working a job that paid well but quietly siphoned the soul from my bones.
By Muhammad Hashim9 months ago in Confessions
A Father’s Promise
Breaking the Cycle: Why My Children Will Never Question My Love I spent most of my life wondering if I would ever hear the words, “I’m proud of you.” Not from a stranger. Not from a mentor. From my father. The man whose harsh words and painful strikes carved deeper than any silence ever could. As a boy, I carried that question everywhere—into my work, my relationships, and my reflection in the mirror. Would I ever be enough?
By Codi Hamm9 months ago in Confessions
The Disappearance of My Childhood Friend Was Never Solved—Until I Found the Hidden Clue
The summer heat clung to our skin that July evening as Lily adjusted the pink scrunchie holding back her braids. "Last round before dinner?" she asked, her freckled nose scrunching the way it always did when she was about to win.
By MALIK Saad9 months ago in Confessions
The walkie-Talkie Message That Came 15 Years Too Late
The Last Game The summer heat pressed down on us that July afternoon, thick and heavy as a wool blanket. Lily's laughter rang through the trees as she adjusted the pink plastic headband holding back her sun-bleached braids.
By MALIK Saad9 months ago in Confessions
The Day I Walked Away from My Perfect Life
Confession I used to wake up every day in a high-rise apartment, sipping oat milk lattes on a balcony with a view of the skyline. I had a six-figure job in digital marketing, a relationship that looked picture-perfect on Instagram, and friends who threw me birthday parties with calligraphy menus and color themes. If you had looked at my life from the outside, you would’ve thought I was thriving.
By Abraham Lopez9 months ago in Confessions
The Love Renaissance: What Gen Z's Relationships Reveal About Modern Connection
Are Gen Zers sabotaging the true essence of romance or redefining it? Or they simply might be building something more intentional, resilient, and emotionally intelligent than any generation before. Once upon a time, romance came with rules. Handwritten letters, carefully curated phone calls, and silent nods of the elderly were the foundational stance of old-school love. But now, emojis, dating apps, and Instagram reels document love stories.
By Hridya Sharma9 months ago in Confessions
