Embarrassment
Word of the Day: 包み
I am still working on my Jail Journal but in the middle of doing that, I am trying to do some last minute shopping while I am away from home. Unfortunately that has made it sort of impossible to do. I should've known better than to send it to the hotel, I am not sure anyone here even got their degree in hospitality.
By Kayla McIntoshabout a year ago in Confessions
What I Think About Christmas
I used to love Christmas when I was a child. At the age of seven, I discovered that the presents were given by my father, not by the so-called jolly old man who came at night and slid down the chimney to leave gifts under the tree. After all, that doesn’t make sense, as I live in a tropical country and in a region where it’s never cold. We don’t even have chimneys! It would make more sense to have a giant freezer to combat the year-round heat. Santa Claus couldn’t possibly come out of a freezer. Or could he?
By Persephoneabout a year ago in Confessions
Things I learnt from my recent setbacks
Things I learnt from my recent setbacks How I wish life were filled with glory and love, tales of how we succeed in every aspect of our life, emerging victorious in battles filled with animosity and sadness. Every mortal being experiences seasons of rise and fall, of light and dark, of pain and purpose, and defeat and victory.
By Hridya Sharmaabout a year ago in Confessions
One Day at a Time: Reclaiming Your Life from Gambling Addiction. AI-Generated.
Gambling can often start as a harmless pastime—a night out at the casino, a friendly poker game or some online sport bets. But for many, what begins as innocent entertainment can quickly spiral into a destructive addiction. Gambling addiction, often referred to as "the hidden addiction," can consume every aspect of life, leaving a trail of financial ruin, broken relationships, and emotional despair. If you find yourself struggling with this, know that you’re not alone, and recovery is not only possible but also transformative. By taking it one day at a time, you can reclaim your life and rediscover hope and purpose.
By Obot A.about a year ago in Confessions
The Surprising Reasons We Become What We Hate
For so many years, I kept telling myself, that I didn’t want to become like my biological mother. I had a list of things I didn’t want to do, behaviours I didn’t want to emulate, and values I wouldn’t accept. Despite my determination, I found myself falling into patterns that contradicted my own values. It felt strange, even disheartening, but I eventually realised that this phenomenon is not unique to me. It is a psychological reality of how the mind functions, and understanding it can lead to profound self-awareness.
By A Little Butterflyabout a year ago in Confessions
Sunday Morning at Church
My cat told me not to go to Church this morning. I almost obeyed her. I was wondering if I could go to the bar on a Saturday night and then go to Church on a Sunday morning without feeling like a confounded hypocrite. I defied my cat's advice and drove to church thinking about the song "Boondocks" by Little Big Town. "You get a line, I'll get a pole. We'll go fishing in the crawfish hole. Five-card poker on Saturday night. Church on Sunday morning." I'm glad I defied my cat and went to church. It's decorated so Christmas style and it lifts my spirits even if I'm a "black sheep" or even if I'm not an essential member of the church.
By Shanon Angermeyer Normanabout a year ago in Confessions
"I don't know" - Is that so hard to say?. Top Story - December 2024.
Conversations. Why do we engage in them? I talk to myself a lot. Sometimes I talk to my cat or my dolls or the walls. I'm alone a lot. Why do I feel the need to vocalize? Why do I have to write this if I just spent a few hours conversing with the walls? Why am I so "gabby"?
By Shanon Angermeyer Normanabout a year ago in Confessions
Dear Diary. Content Warning.
Dear Diary, Today feels like the world’s weight has finally broken me. I don’t even know how to start untangling this mess, this avalanche of poor decisions and cruel twists of fate. Maybe if I had just waited, just let the world carry me without the safety net of that phone… But I didn’t, and now I’m drowning.
By llaurren's readsabout a year ago in Confessions
Dear Disrespectful Racist. Content Warning.
Dear Narcissistic POS, It all started when you came out of training at a job. I had offered a hand to help set up your desk, so you didn’t have to get onto the floor. I did it for all the older people who were in your training class. I’m not sure how we became friends by only having small talk back and forth when I was helping around the call center when there weren't enough supervisors.
By Hope Martinabout a year ago in Confessions
The Struggles Behind Success: A Heartfelt Truth
The Struggles Behind Success: A Heartfelt Truth People are often drawn to the glamour of success. They admire the wealth you’ve accumulated, the recognition you’ve earned, and the prestige you now command. However, very few care to see the struggles, sacrifices, and relentless efforts that paved the way to your success.
By Dipak Pawarabout a year ago in Confessions
When The Devil Comes To Collect Your Debt. Content Warning.
I have written articles about recognizing abusive situations. I have talked in various articles about my past relationships while I was a traumatized, co-dependent, trauma-bonded youngling. I haven't in a while, because sometimes when your abuser lives nearby it sometimes creates a fear that keeps you from talking and sharing your full story. Especially when your abuser has a pretty well-off family who could and WOULD hurt you in various ways if they truly wanted to.
By Hope Martinabout a year ago in Confessions
