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"When help comes too late"
A Silent Cry in the Night It was a cold winter evening in a small town. The streets were empty, except for a young man named Adeel, who walked home slowly with his shoulders heavy and his heart even heavier. To the world, Adeel was a strong, hardworking person who never showed weakness. But deep inside, he was drowning.
By Ihtisham Ulhaq5 months ago in Confessions
“The Day That Changed Everything
The Ordinary Day That Didn’t Feel Ordinary Life has a strange way of turning everything upside down when you least expect it. For some, it’s a single phone call, for others, a letter, or maybe just a moment of silence that suddenly feels too heavy.
By Ihtisham Ulhaq5 months ago in Confessions
Home Is Not a Place, It Is a Heartbeat
"Home is not made of bricks or wood, It is made of whispers, warmth, and love that understood." We spend our lives chasing the world—money, fame, recognition, dreams that keep us awake at night. But in the quiet moments, when success feels hollow and cities feel too crowded, one word carries us back to peace: home.
By Muhammad Kaleemullah5 months ago in Confessions
The Savior of Her Own Soul
She wakes up every day with a weight pressed against her chest—palpitations, quickened breath, a restlessness that never leaves. It feels as though something heavy and unsettling is always about to happen, though she cannot name what. But she cannot stay still. She wanders, paces, moves endlessly, as if her body is trying to release what her heart and mind can no longer carry.
By Saffron Realm5 months ago in Confessions
Confessions of a Former Alcoholic Part 19
I haven't had any alcohol for almost 12 days now, and staying sober has easily allowed me to control my thoughts and return my willpower to a normal level. It seems like it took some time for the thoughts coming from my subconscious to pass into my conscious mind.
By TheNaeth5 months ago in Confessions
The Taste of Lies
Introduction: They say words disappear once they’re spoken, but lies don’t. Lies stay. They cling to your tongue, coat your throat, and stain your memory. I’ve tasted lies—my own and those fed to me. And if truth is bread that sustains, then lies are sugar-coated poison: sweet at first, but slowly killing you.
By Waqas Ahmad5 months ago in Confessions
The Hidden Cost of Perfectionism: Why Striving for Flawless Often Holds Us Back
Introduction: The Double-Edged Sword of Perfectionism In our achievement-driven world, perfectionism is often praised as a virtue. We celebrate students who aim for straight A’s, employees who double-check every detail, and creators who tirelessly refine their craft. On the surface, perfectionism looks like dedication, high standards, and a recipe for success. After all, what harm could come from wanting to do things right?
By Aiman Shahid5 months ago in Confessions
The Paradox of Choice: Why Having Too Many Options Makes Us Less Happy
Introduction We live in an age of abundance. Walk into a supermarket, and you’ll be confronted with dozens of cereal brands, hundreds of snack variations, and countless flavors of bottled water you didn’t even know existed. Open Netflix, and you’ll spend half an hour scrolling through endless recommendations before finally choosing something—or perhaps giving up altogether. On the surface, this looks like progress. More choices should logically mean more freedom, more customization, and ultimately, more happiness. After all, if we can choose exactly what we want, shouldn’t we be more satisfied?
By Aiman Shahid5 months ago in Confessions
The Unseen Weight. AI-Generated.
The Unseen Weight Screams echo through the walls. Tiny fists pound against the bedroom door. A toy shatters on the floor, and for a split second, silence rushes in, sharp and heavy. Then, another cry—this one mine, swallowed quickly before it dares leave my throat.
By Sharon Prasad5 months ago in Confessions
The Letters I Wrote But Never Sent
I never thought I would write letters. Not in an age of texts, tweets, and fleeting messages that vanish before they are even felt. But at seventeen, with restless hands and an aching heart, I found myself clutching a pen as if it could finally say what my lips never dared.
By Shehzad Anjum5 months ago in Confessions
The Attention Economy: Why Focus Is the New Currency
In today’s world, attention is one of the most valuable commodities — not gold, not oil, not even data (though that’s a close second). We live in what many call an “attention economy,” where companies, apps, and platforms are in a fierce competition to capture and monetize your focus. From the moment you wake up to the minute you close your eyes at night, your attention is under siege.
By Aiman Shahid5 months ago in Confessions
Confessions of a Former Alcoholic Part 18
I said before that my ideas are the same sober or drunk. I now realize that it all comes down to spirituality and emotional management. I believe this is where the iron will comes from, although in the early stages of establishing willpower, it is best to avoid alcohol and cigarettes. This is not a priority for me since alcohol is permitted in my faith, but I have had no negative experiences with it; therefore, I cannot drink.
By TheNaeth5 months ago in Confessions