Family
“The Empty Chair: The Story We All Live But Rarely Speak Of”
It always starts the same way. The morning light streams in through half-open blinds. The house is quiet, unnervingly so. There's toast left uneaten on a chipped plate, a coffee gone cold, and a single chair—empty.
By Hamad Haider8 months ago in Confessions
The Sleepwalking Murderer or a Perfect Lie?
A Night of Blood, A Mind Asleep At 3:12 AM on a quiet suburban street in Toronto, the police received a frantic 911 call. A man, disoriented and trembling, claimed to have awoken in his kitchen, barefoot and covered in blood. Moments later, the lifeless body of his wife was discovered in their bedroom, bludgeoned and strangled.
By olxia10 8 months ago in Confessions
Inside Our Marriage: When Sex Becomes a Transaction, and That’s Okay
Let’s be clear upfront: I’m not being trafficked. I’m not in danger. I’m not trapped in some strange financial arrangement. I’m in a long-term, mutually loving relationship with my husband—and yes, sometimes he pays me for sex.
By No One’s Daughter8 months ago in Confessions
I Ghosted My Best Friend—And I’m Not Sorry
We became best friends at 14. She had the kind of laugh that turned heads in the cafeteria, and I was the quiet kid who always had her nose in a book. We were opposites—loud and shy, chaos and calm—but we fit. She brought me out of my shell; I gave her someone who truly listened.
By Hamad Haider8 months ago in Confessions
