Embarrassment
đŞ Liminal Music: The Sound of In-Between Moments . AI-Generated.
Youâve felt it before. That strange unease in a hotel hallway at 3AM. The silence in an empty classroom after school. An airport at sunrise, where the world hasnât fully woken up yet.
By The Yume Collective7 months ago in Confessions
My Toxic Relationship Didnât End in Heartbreak â 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 â the strange, beautiful, messy process of healing.
By Echoes of Life7 months ago in Confessions
Letting Go Didnât Break Me â Holding On Did
I used to think that letting go was the ultimate form of defeat. That if I walked awayâfrom a person, a situation, or a version of myselfâI was somehow giving up. That strength looked like staying. That love meant holding on, even if my hands were bleeding from the grip.
By Azmat Roman â¨7 months ago in Confessions
The Ones Who Stayed Soft
You didnât armor up. You didnât numb out. You didnât lose yourself, even when it wouldâve been easier. The world applauds those who "toughen up." But what about those who stayed soft? Who stayed open? Who kept their heart intact, even when it hurt?
By Prince Esien7 months ago in Confessions
Love and Trust Messages for Distance Relationship
Mia sat by her window, watching the rain slide down the glass like silent tears. It had been three weeks since sheâd last seen Ryan in person, and the ache of distance weighed on her chest like a stone. She picked up her phone for the hundredth time that day, hoping for a message, a sign, anything to remind her that love could survive the miles.
By Muhammad Saeed7 months ago in Confessions
The Last Letter I Never Sent. AI-Generated.
The Last Letter I Never Sent The aroma of stale coffee and forgotten dreams clung to the air in my small apartment. Rain lashed against the windowpane, mirroring the tempest brewing inside me. On my cluttered desk, amidst a mountain of unopened bills and takeout menus, lay a single, cream-colored envelope. It was thick, slightly dog-eared, and bore no address. It was the last letter I never sent.
By Shah Nawaz7 months ago in Confessions
The Habit Loop That Controls Your Life
There was a time when I felt like my life was on autopilotâbut not the kind where everything runs smoothly. More like a cycle of frustration, stopping, starting, and feeling stuck. Wake up. Scroll social media. Eat junk food out of boredom. Lie awake at night regretting it. Sleep. Repeat. Day after day, week after week.
By Fazal Hadi7 months ago in Confessions
I Wanted to End My Life after Being Publicly Shamed. Content Warning.
âSometimes we tolerate unacceptable behavior from others because we donât know we deserve better.ââââKia Stephens Sitting in the front passenger seat of a packed crew van, on our way to clean a âquick turnaroundâ aircraft, the forty-something male colleague, sitting next to meâââout of nowhere and loud enough for the male crew members sitting behind us to hearâââunashamedly ridiculed me, in detail, about my genitalia.
By Chantal Christie Weiss7 months ago in Confessions
