Friendship
How I Wish I Had Known Earlier
A man named Samuel once lived in a tiny, peaceful village set between rolling hills and beautiful woodlands. He was well-known for his pleasant temperament and a continuous smile that appeared to brighten even the darkest of days. Samuel, on the other hand, had a secret that weighed hard on his heart. This is the narrative of his regrets and his quest for redemption.
By Afrolite2 years ago in Confessions
Myths of Romantic Love: Debunking Common Misconceptions
Click Here to get Instant Access ## Introduction Romantic love has always been a subject of fascination and intrigue for humans. It inspires poets, musicians, and artists to create beautiful works that capture the essence of this powerful emotion. However, along with the beauty and joy of romantic love, there are also many myths and misconceptions that surround it. These myths often shape our beliefs and expectations about love, leading to disappointment and confusion. In this article, we will explore some of the most common myths of romantic love and debunk them with evidence from psychological research.
By RICHARD SMITH 2 years ago in Confessions
Unveiling Hearts: A tale of friendship and love
Max and Ava were best friends since childhood. They shared countless memories, laughter, and tears. Their bond was unbreakable. As they stepped into high school, something began to stir within them. With each passing day, their friendship blossomed into something deeper, something more profound.
By Tomiwa 2 years ago in Confessions
Locked Heart
What is this place? Why is it shrouded in darkness? There's no entrance, no way in, yet a flicker of light pierces the gloom of this small, cubical room. It's not big enough for anyone else, just me. But I'm comfortable here. I have no desire to leave, yet the door exists—I can feel it, though I can't see it. I have the key, a golden key adorned with shapes and cryptic symbols. I've spent an eternity trying to solve them, and now I'm certain of their impossibility. What's the use of a key without a door? And this door, a creation of my own imagination, has no proof of existence except this feeling. This feeling deceives me, distancing it when I approach and bringing it near when I retreat. It's an empty loop, suggesting the futility of escape. Is it worth all this effort? Or is it just another illusion? But the real question remains: Is escape even possible?
By Na cer2 years ago in Confessions
The Mystery of the Friendly Phantom Stalker
The Mystery of the Friendly Phantom Stalker Once upon a time, in the peaceful town of Harmonyville, where the sun always seemed to shine a little brighter and the people were always a little friendlier, there was a mystery afoot. It was the tale of "The Phantom Stalker," a friendly neighborhood enigma that had captured the hearts and imaginations of the townsfolk.
By Sanudi Hendra2 years ago in Confessions
"Just Not Good Enough". Top Story - October 2023.
Am I the only one who's tired of losing? Maybe I shouldn't be looking at situations as "loss" or "win", but how do you not? Everyone searches for value and self-worth. A little winning goes a long way to supporting that. Is it so much to ask, to just win once in a while?
By Veronica Coldiron2 years ago in Confessions
Colours of Love: Unveiling Unconventional Romances
In the quaint town of Willowbrook, nestled between rolling hills and whispering willow trees, there was a love story that defied all expectations. It was a love story that proved, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that love knows no boundaries, no constraints, and no societal norms.
By Francis2 years ago in Confessions
Girl in the Mirror
At some point in our lives we've come across a person that we love so much we'd do anything for them. You give your all to them emotionally, physically financially, all while losing ourselves in the process. We don't even realize it's happening, we'll start making excuses and staying for the small happy moments. Those moments are so rare at times, but when they come around it gives us that euphoric feeling that our brain has now become addicted too.
By Kimmiekins42 years ago in Confessions
The Hidden Fixer
The Hidden Fixer Can adults hide under the bed too? I yearn to escape, to retreat, or simply vanish from existence. The thought of not being a concern to anyone consumes me. If only I could disappear without a trace, leaving behind the burdens that weigh me down. Since childhood, whenever I made mistakes, an overwhelming urge to hide beneath my bed would take hold of me. In those moments, I longed to shrink myself into insignificance, to become invisible to the world. I desired to block out my senses, to be enveloped in darkness and white noise, where the chaos of life couldn't reach me. The weight of expectations and judgments, both external and self-imposed, suffocates me, urging me to seek refuge in solitude.
By A Lady with a Pen2 years ago in Confessions
A Story of Quiet Association
A Story of Quiet Association In the domain of human connection, words frequently become the dominant focal point, filling in as the medium through which contemplations, sentiments, and thoughts are conveyed. However, in the calm spaces between spoken phrases, a significant discussion can unfurl — one that rises above phonetic limits and tracks down articulation in nuances, signals, and shared encounters. Such is the excellence of the implicit discussion, a strong story that can unfurl in various settings, each saturated with its exceptional vibe.
By Daniel Usengimana2 years ago in Confessions
