Embarrassment
The Misadventures of Tim and the Lost Phone
Tim was the kind of guy who always had bad luck with technology. If there was a way to mess something up, Tim would find it. But his worst moment came on a sunny Saturday afternoon when he lost his phone.
By raja rozake raja daudabout a year ago in Confessions
An open letter to the ones who are scared of how they might be perceived
An open letter to the ones who are scared of how they might be perceived. What if people think I am too weird or ecstatic to be around as a person? What if others think I am too much, too much passion, too many emotions, too strong, too opinionated, and not a cool person to hang out with? I wish I could say that I haven't said that, I am oblivious to feeling insecure, bothered or sabotaging my self-belief from time to time. But truth be told, it is only humane of me to be concerned about how I might be perceived in the minds of others. If you relate to this, I am writing this letter to you, my imperfect fellow being. In the most vulnerable and painstaking way, we all are not immune to the negativity and limiting beliefs of ourselves and others.
By Hridya Sharmaabout a year ago in Confessions
Family Matters
Entering adulthood has been a relatively smooth experience for me, largely because I have focused on learning from those who came before me to avoid making the same mistakes. However, it turned out to be much more difficult than I initially expected, primarily because I was resistant to the conclusions of the lessons passed on by others. Over time, I found myself coming to the same conclusions, which is why I no longer resist those lessons. Key lessons include choosing friends wisely, not trusting too easily, and protecting one’s reputation. I often let my emotions lead me down a different path, believing my friendships would be different or thinking we were smarter than our parents, so we wouldn’t fall into the same traps. However, life has reminded me that while time may pass, human nature remains consistently the same.
By real Jemaabout a year ago in Confessions
The Warm Embrace of Self-Acceptance
The Warm Embrace of Self-Acceptance It takes years to build your trust but it takes a moment, a simple rustle of words through the air, a singular action that dwindles the faith we have in someone. Life has always had its flair of shedding and unwavering our realities with the ones we need to embrace, of robbing us of the sturdy land of certainty and plopping us into the ocean of the unknown, stumbling us into the blatant truth of existential being, making us learning the lessons the hard way.
By Hridya Sharmaabout a year ago in Confessions
My Experience with AI Profit Payday Products: A Cautionary Tale.. AI-Generated.
In 2024 like many others, I was drawn to the idea of generating extra income online. The allure of working from home supplementing income or even replacing a full-time job was too tempting to resist. With advancements in AI new opportunities appeared to be everywhere. AI-based products in particular seemed promising—they offered tools to streamline business processes marketing automation, and even done-for-you systems. One such system was AI Profit Payday, a product that promised to be a game-changer in the online money-making world.
By Terry Websterabout a year ago in Confessions
Confession Of A Bitter Boy
What a sad state of affair... Pretty much all I remember of my mother, are these unending moments before bed, as I laid quietly, expectedly, tucked in. She would sing softly her songs, each word imprinting on me in the complete darkness, her voice, the only thing existing, magic yes.
By YonathanJabout a year ago in Confessions
A Soldier's Keepsake
In a small town tucked away in the Midwest, old men gathered at a local diner every Saturday morning. They called themselves the "Veterans’ Breakfast Club," a tradition that had started decades ago when they first returned from war. These men, now with silver hair and faces etched by time, came together not just to share coffee and toast but to relive memories that connected them in a way no one else could understand.
By RKabout a year ago in Confessions
On survival.
On survival. The question of existence still haunts me in the silence of the stillness that loneliness brings with it. To be or not to be, to exist in the coexistence of dualistic forces, to dance with the uncertainty or to play it along the periphery, what I hold certain, has always questioned me, bemoaned me. Truth be told, I beheld the cry for help when its absence called in silent whispers around the blanket of dwelling and absconded its abundant presence over me. There is a painting that traces the bits of serenity in my life, the colors that adorn the hues of the almighty run deep through the veins of my soul to find the brevity of pain. I glance at the picture of Lord Krishna, reminiscing the days that passed by. Darkness sets its sterility in the brimming light of today, as the dawn of today paints itself in the colours of the dusk of yesterday.
By Hridya Sharmaabout a year ago in Confessions
Querencia- The place where I draw my strength.
Querencia- The place where I draw my strength. To be or not to be, to thrive or just be merely alive to survive, is a question I have often pondered upon. What does being alive mean? Does it mean extrapolating in the exteriors of materialistic drawls, of forging in an existence that is concealed with the perfectionism of having it all?
By Hridya Sharmaabout a year ago in Confessions
Why We Fake Smiles After Layoffs: The Absurdity of Fear
It was as if my mind was building a fortress of absurdity, a shield to deflect the impending emotional storm. But the storm arrived anyway, disguised as a debilitating cold. My skills are in high demand, finding a new gig should be a breeze. But instead, I'm adrift in a sea of internet browsing, naps, and endless snacking. My actions, or rather inaction, baffle even me.
By Tina Shishmanabout a year ago in Confessions
Fear
I woke up and saw that my friend Charlie is starting a travelling blog and I’m jealous. I’m jealous because she is 1, going away and travelling which I would love to do if I had the money and no cares / worries etc and 2, because she has a reason for a blog…!
By Matthew Granthamabout a year ago in Confessions
