Embarrassment
When You Outgrow Your Coping Mechanisms
At some point in your healing, you look around and realize you’re not in survival mode anymore. The alarms have stopped ringing. The ground beneath you is steadier. The chaos has quieted—but you’re still flinching. You’re still over-explaining. You’re still waiting for the other shoe to drop.
By Irfan Ali7 months ago in Confessions
How I Learned to Be Gentle with My Mind
For most of my life, my mind was a battlefield. It wasn’t loud or chaotic in a way that anyone else could hear, but inside, the noise was constant. The judgments, the overthinking, the quiet self-criticism disguised as “motivation.” I didn’t know it back then, but I had built a home inside my head that was anything but kind.
By Irfan Ali7 months ago in Confessions
I’m Still Not Over My First Love
It’s been years since we parted ways, yet I still find myself thinking about them—my first love. Not every day, but often enough that I feel it in the quiet moments. A song, a smell, a random memory in the middle of the afternoon, and suddenly I’m right back in that chapter of my life. It’s strange how time can move on while the heart remains stuck in a moment. I’ve loved others since then, but I can’t say I’ve ever felt the same. The truth is, I’m still not over my first love, and I’m finally beginning to understand why.
By Muhammad Asim7 months ago in Confessions
I Broke Up With Someone Just to See If They Cared
I never imagined myself playing mind games in a relationship, but I did something I now deeply regret—I broke up with someone just to see if they cared. It wasn’t an act of strength or clarity. It was rooted in fear, doubt, and a quiet desperation to feel chosen. At the time, I convinced myself it was a way to test their love, to see if I really mattered. What I learned, though, had less to do with them and everything to do with me.
By Muhammad Asim7 months ago in Confessions
“I Lied About Who I Was Online for 3 Years — And No One Noticed”
I never set out to lie. Not really. At least, not at the beginning. It started as something small — a harmless embellishment, a tiny white lie. Just a little tweak to make me seem more interesting, more confident. Someone worth listening to. Someone worth knowing.
By Hamad Haider7 months ago in Confessions
Solution Sharpens Vision. Growth Demands Isolation.
Amara had always been surrounded by noise. From childhood, her days were filled with the clamor of family, the chatter of friends, and the constant hum of the city she called home. She thrived in social settings, energized by the presence of others. But deep inside, a small voice whispered that something was missing — a clarity she had yet to find.
By Mahayud Din7 months ago in Confessions
Some Days I’m Fine. Other Days I Forget How to Breathe.
I wake up to sunlight filtering through the blinds. It’s a beautiful morning. Birds are chirping, the world seems peaceful, and for once, I feel okay. I shower, make my bed, and even hum to a song playing on the radio. These are the "fine" days — days when I can smile without forcing it, when the air doesn’t feel like it weighs a hundred pounds.
By Azmat Roman ✨7 months ago in Confessions
