Family

I FOUND MY HUSBAND'S SECRET AFTER HIS DEATH
When Daniel died, I thought grief would be the hardest part. I was wrong. What came after, the truth he left behind, shattered everything I thought I knew about the man I shared my life with.
By Alpha Man3 months ago in Confessions
💔 When a Soul Leaves: The Unbearable Silence After Losing a Beloved Dog
There are moments in life when time simply stops. When the world becomes unbearably quiet, and the familiar rhythm of love that filled our days disappears — not because love ended, but because the heart that carried it is gone.
By Stefano D'angello3 months ago in Confessions
“I Thought I Knew My Husband Until This Day”
I always thought our marriage was perfect—or at least as perfect as life allows. James was kind, charming, and attentive in a way that made me feel like the luckiest woman alive. We laughed together, shared dreams, and even survived the kind of challenges that make other couples break apart. Or so I thought.
By Alpha Man3 months ago in Confessions
Ramblings of a Stay at Home Mom
I feel good today. Like I’ve got some sort of idea what I want today to be like. I want to clean and I want to bake and I want to give her solids. I don’t think I’ll clean, I definitely won’t bake, but I’ll do my best to give her the opportunity to explore food. I’m stuck on this couch because at 6 months old she still only naps on me. I’m trying to be okay with it, to see it as a success instead of a shortcoming. Trying to soak it in because it will only be a short season and I know I’ll come to miss it. But it’s so hard to get anything done and feel any sort of productive when all I can do is sit on this couch and rot here. Then she’s awake and she can only entertain herself for 10 minutes at a time. I just can’t even fathom the hours I’ll have to myself when she doesn’t need me anymore. Will it be a relief? Or will it become something I miss?
By Grace Olson3 months ago in Confessions
LIVING WITH DEPRESSION: My Story in the Shadows.
I Will never forget the day darkness entered my heart. It started like any ordinary day. I had just come back from a quick shower when I saw that my mother had called me several times.
By Paccy 's World.3 months ago in Confessions
The Difference Between Hatred and Holy Intolerance
There is a dangerous confusion in today’s world. People are told that loving others means accepting everything they say, everything they do, and everything they believe. But love without truth is not love. It is surrender and cowardice disguised as compassion.
By Peter Thwing - Host of the FST Podcast3 months ago in Confessions
The Monsoon and the Memory. Content Warning.
July 12 A soft, percussive thud from down the street—the transformer giving up its ghost to the humidity—and suddenly, my world shrank to the four walls of my room, the only light a sickly grey bleed from the monsoon sky. The fan’s lazy whir stuttered and died, and in the silence it left behind, the rain took centre stage. It wasn't the gentle pitter-patter of romantic films; this was a full-throated roar on the terracotta tiles, a relentless, drenching downpour that turned the world outside my window into a watercolour painting left in the rain. Mumbai was drowning, and I was marooned in my third-floor apartment.
By Chahat Kaur3 months ago in Confessions
Word of the Day: 大混乱
I am sort of freaking out now because I my tutor canceled on me last minute. Not for tonight, I feel like I'll get my homework done on time. But I worry for my test on Wednesday. I have a very busy week ahead of me and I don't think I am going to have any time to study math properly.
By Kayla McIntosh3 months ago in Confessions
The Man Made Of Glass
It wasn’t the arguments that weighed on Mark, but the silence. The quiet meals where conversation revolved around the kids’ soccer schedules and carpool duty. The easy laughter from the other room that never seemed to include him. He’d sit there, a silent anchor in a sea of activity, providing a steady income, a solid roof, and full plates, but feeling utterly adrift.
By Elijah Griffin3 months ago in Confessions
Word of the Day: 体操
I am sort of stressing right now and instinctively just started cleaning the house, the act of cleaning the house though is giving me some sort of energy. Also mixed with being a little buzzed, I think this is going to be the thing to get me through the night.
By Kayla McIntosh3 months ago in Confessions
The Day I Stopped Chasing People Who Didn’t Care.
The Day I Stopped Chasing People Who Didn’t Care When I stopped running after them, I finally found me. I used to believe that if I just loved people hard enough, they’d eventually love me back. I thought devotion could rewrite disinterest, and persistence could melt indifference. Every unanswered text felt like a challenge to prove my worth, every canceled plan a sign that I just needed to try a little harder.
By Muhammad Ilyas3 months ago in Confessions
Word of the Day: つまみ
I shouldn't be opening up another story right now, but I feel like I need to still get things off my chest, I still have pieces of my soul that want to be heard.
By Kayla McIntosh3 months ago in Confessions