Friendship
I’ve found the lost me.
Having an unpleasant experience in the world of friends from elementary to high school makes me very pessimistic in terms of being remembered. I even often feel surprised if someone remembers my face only a few times I met them, because before I felt that no one thought I was around them.
By Saad Farooq3 years ago in Confessions
A Living in My Hometown
When I was 19, I ran for the hills. I didn’t. I moved two towns away, closer to the city, but that was enough to lose contact with some of my closest friends. We were in different places, running at different paces. Most of them were in college and I was bouncing between full time work, college, and a very busy social life.
By Saad Farooq3 years ago in Confessions
Why Being On Vocal Brings Me Joy. Top Story - April 2023.
Introduction This week I made a huge mistake (though like all my huge mistakes caused by believing I was doing the right thing) but I do not do stress but shall we say I put a lot of effort into getting things right, and I am almost in a position that I want to be but have a feeling that in two week time, I will be back close to perfection.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 3 years ago in Confessions
Finding My Voice: A Singer's Journey to Overcome Self-Doubt and Connect with Others through Music
As a singer, I've always known that music has the power to heal. There's something about the vibrations of sound that can touch us deep within our souls, bringing us comfort and joy when we need it most. But what I never expected was just how much music would help me heal my own wounds.
By Abhishek Vijayan3 years ago in Confessions
The Invitation
Tonight I am having a dinner party. The invitations have been sent and all were answered. I am so pleased everyone came. This night means so much to me. Perhaps it may not mean as much to you my friend as it does to me. Not initially anyways. Tonight is extremely special to me. But if it doesn't strike you as much as it does to me, don't let this deter you. Just because tonight may not have as much significance for you as it does for me, does not make this experience any less unique for you. You may not know this but you will play a vital role in tonight's festivities. I mean to be a gracious host and I do feel honored that you have decided to attend. It may not seem such a big deal to you now, but you will understand why I feel honored for your presence before the night ends.
By David Pearson3 years ago in Confessions
The Importance of Friendship During Difficult Times.
Once upon a time, in a small town nestled in the mountains, there were two best friends named Sarah and Emily. They had been inseparable since they were children, sharing everything from toys to secrets. They were the kind of friends who knew each other so well that they could finish each other's sentences and always knew what the other was thinking.
By James Hassan3 years ago in Confessions
Moment of Truth
Meg had decided on Kenny, although she still loved Damon, it was time she moved on. If he had, she seen no reason for her to not. The weekend hit, Friday night, she spent it all alone, Saturday she’d spent the day cleaning and focusing on school work, that evening she was watching a movie and Damon messaged her. She was in shock and didn’t know what to do, so she opened the message, nothing special, it just said “Hey”. Meg contemplated if she wanted to go down that road again, but then realized she’d regret it if she didn’t, so she replied, “Hi”. Seconds later she’d gotten another messaged from Damon, it was a very long message, which Damon doesn’t do long messages. Meg opened the message, and he basically was apologizing for the way things went down between them, he told her that she was the best thing he’d ever experienced and that he was an idiot for letting her go. Meg didn’t know how to react as she was in shock again, and this was where she needed to decide if she believed him or if it was a trap. Still skeptical and in disbelief, she decided to take the road to heart break yet again, and continued the conversation. They talked most of the night, til bed, and then again all the next day. She asked if they could talk, he agreed; Meg had had so much running through her head the past few months that she went into a deep darkness, scared to love someone again, questioned if love was even real. Resented the idea of couples, everything Damon had made her believe in was gone and Meg wanted him to know. They met up, she talked to him for about 40 minutes and he just listened, but then she said something that hurt him bad and he teared up. Meg felt bad for what she said and hugged him, he then started rubbing his fingers on her thigh and she felt the peace once again that came from his touch and he kissed her. One thing lead to another, and Meg agreed to one last time with him, knowing it would make her crazy the next few days, but she felt guilty and thought it would make things better. She took as many measures as she could to try to prevent attachment, no eye contact, no kissing, hoping that it’d let things be meaningless for her because she knew that it would be to him. Meg had already known, deep in the back of her mind, that Damon just wanted her for sex, she’d known for months. He’d told her more than once that sex with her was better, and different than anything he’d felt, he liked feeling like he meant something. Meg was too blinded by love to see what was truly going on, and once she realized she didn’t want to accept it. She’d always thought they were soulmates, but he never saw her worth anything more than a filler for his emptiness. Meg discovered an emptiness of her own without Damon, but it didn’t matter to him, so she decided to step away. Meg still thinks of Damon daily, he’s the last thing she thinks of at night, first thing she thinks of when she wakes up. She no longer questions if love exists, because she believes Damon is her one true love, and she will never give up on him.
By Baby Girl3 years ago in Confessions
