Friendship
The Weight of Labels
I did not get angry because I was attacked. I got angry because I felt invisible. That is what labeling does. It reduces a human being—a soul with thoughts, experiences, and convictions—into a set of categories that can be dismissed before they even speak.
By Peter Thwing - Host of the FST Podcast3 months ago in Confessions
The Last Letter
Rain tapped gently against the cracked window as Evelyn sat at her old wooden desk, staring at the faded envelope in her trembling hands. Her name was written in a familiar handwriting—looped, elegant, and painfully recognizable. She hadn’t seen it in fifteen years, not since the day Daniel left.
By Waqas Ahmad3 months ago in Confessions
The Symphony of Us
My world had become a museum of quiet. Each room in my apartment was a carefully curated exhibit of a life I no longer lived. The grand piano in the corner was the centerpiece, a silent, polished beast under a sheet of dust and regret. I hadn't touched the keys since the accident. The music, once the very blood in my veins, had drained out of me, leaving behind a hollow shell named Elara.
By noor ul amin3 months ago in Confessions
“Freebies: The Price of a Love That Cost Everything”
Abbas Shah was the most capable boy in his class intelligent, disciplined, and deeply kind. As gifted as he was, he was also moral, loving, and generous. He would spend freely on his friends and relatives. God had blessed him with both talent and wealth a successful business, a bungalow, and hundreds of acres of land. Yet, his heart was as generous as that of Hatim Tai and Sakhi Arsala Khan.
By shahkar jalal3 months ago in Confessions
When Trust Turns Venom
There’s something sacred about loyalty. It’s one of those quiet values that makes human connection feel safe. Whether it comes from family, friends, or partners, loyalty has a warmth that can’t be bought or faked. It’s the invisible thread that holds relationships together — the reason we trust, relax, and believe.
By Atiqbuddy3 months ago in Confessions
The Café That Waited for Her. AI-Generated.
Every morning at exactly 8:05, Adrian unlocked the doors of Café del Mare, a small seaside coffee shop in Lisbon that smelled like cinnamon and saltwater. He wasn’t the kind of man people remembered — quiet, polite, always writing in a notebook between customers.
By shakir hamid3 months ago in Confessions
Secret Letter . Content Warning.
Humans are monsters. I remember my first scary movie being a Stephen King-esc one where a little girl is shot and carried into a plane while the monsters below eat the planet up whole. It had been several years since my brain surgery and in a much personal way, several months since my last Seer-ing experience I had with Lucifer.
By Parsley Rose 3 months ago in Confessions
This is What Deaf/HOH looks like
"You don’t look deaf”. I always found that statement so fascinating - especially the disbelief on their face. What does a deaf person look like? It’s usually followed by some outlandish stereotype and the person feels ashamed for even saying this statement out loud in the first place. Nevertheless, it got me thinking: what does a deaf person actually look like? Scrolling through my timeline I see deaf talent and beauty everywhere. None of us look the same.
By M'chelle Nicole3 months ago in Confessions
12 Undeniable Signs Your Partner Truly Loves You
Love is a language, and not everyone speaks it the same way. Some whisper it in late-night conversations. Some show it through tiny gestures that often go unnoticed. Others shout it without saying a single word — through actions, care, and quiet consistency.
By SATPOWER3 months ago in Confessions
