Humanity
A Conversation in a Garage
My stomach is a lead ball and my anxiety is especially through the roof today. I am picking up my son from prison, I am feeling inadequate as usual. I had failed miserably, I know it and when he looks at me, he knows it. My faith in God has been wavering, I see no hope and have not received any help. My anger grows by the day, I have only prayed dark prayers of death. "Please God kill us both." Jayden going to prison was the shit on top. Everyday since he has been incarcerated, I have pushed away the visions of him being raped and beaten. I suspect as an addict, this has already occurred. I pretend to be excited to see him but the truth is, I know this situation is about to get worse. I have been spending my time begging and ultimately threatening his probation officer to force him into a long-stay facility. My emails were met with non-committal jargon and excuses based on the pandemic. My son is now a leper, an untouchable, "no help will be provided, Lisa, sorry we do not give a shit, there are people dying out there." I find it's easy not to help isn't it? Provide an excuse, stand behind your occupation and sit on your incompetent fat asses. I have done this before, I am guilty.
By Lisa Munley4 years ago in Confessions
Chloe's New Years Sleep Resultion
I have been waiting very patiently for a new Vocal Challenge. In my experience, anxiety and depression can really wear a person out. I mean that full-heartedly. Some days just feel happen to feel endless, especially when you're not sleeping well. After trying out a new medication called Seroquel, I learned in a hard way that my rest is very well needed. The medication makes me very tired, I have noticed that. Along with my ADHD medication, and injection medication that I also take for depression, I just feel very tired, and worn down lately. It's been a weird year, and my rest has become very important to me this past little while.
By Chloe Rose Violet 🌹4 years ago in Confessions
Diamond Transparency
Not too long ago I would wear a mask to cope with the onslaught of human interaction known better as socialization. Welcome to the life of an introvert struggling to realize their place in the world. Come for an adventure, a walk in my small-sized shoes that travel a distance.
By Len Lei4 years ago in Confessions
I love to see myself through fashion
I’m not sure since when fashion and clothes became a part of my everyday life. I used to not care about it at all, as if it had never been a real matter to me, since it's just a piece of cloth that people put on their bodies after all. Well, not until I’m all alone and want to find comfort in something, and then fashion steps in, helps me explore a whole new side of myself.
By Tunxy4 years ago in Confessions
Femme and Fatale
I developed an allergy to make up in late 2020 after ten years of wearing it. To this day I'm not sure what caused it. What I do know is that I cannot wear make up without getting an eczema like rash across my eyes. A not-cool and irritable raccoon mask.
By Arwyn Sherman4 years ago in Confessions
The betrayal
The police knocked on my front door at 10am. They asked my name. I answered and asked what it was regarding. They didn’t say. They asked me what happened. I asked regarding what? They were aloof and indirect kept trying to get me to say something, but I had no idea what. Jerric stepped out of the police car holding my daughter, my stomach sank. I was not sure what he accused me of, but I realized it was serious. I asked if I needed an attorney. The police didn’t answer. They asked if there were any witnesses to what occurred 2 nights ago. I said my sister and my oldest son were here, but my son was in his room. They asked me if I had any weapons. I said no. Then one officer escorted me to his police car and asked me to wait. I asked what was going on. He didn’t answer. He told me he needed to record my statement and asked if I have anything to say. He started recording. I told him I would like an attorney. He told me to turn around and put my hands behind my back. I asked what I am being charged with, he didn’t say. I told him I would really like an attorney, and I had no idea what was going on. He said he was just following orders. I tried my best to maintain composure, but I was scared, tears started streaming down my face. The officer tried to comfort me, he said this can still all go away, but I didn’t even know what this was. I was afraid to say anything because I knew they could use every word against you, so I remained silent.
By Fawna Vanrain4 years ago in Confessions
Former Muslim Apologist Inside the Secular Closet!
When I was a Muslim apologist I took an oath to win a debate with secularists and Christians and expose that to the world using new technological tools (e.g. social media, e-forums, etc) by the end of 2021. I prepared for this goal around 20 years, from studying Islamic doctrine, Hadith, practising debates etc. I was very insistent about achieving this goal, that is, defeating and turning the tables with secularists and Christians in debates in the UK especially that they were our ex-colonial administrator.
By Jalal Tagreeb4 years ago in Confessions
What An Experience
Predicaments We all get put in situations that may appear tough to get out of. Living in the moment feels horrible, feels as though everything is crashing, Whatever were going through is weight on our shoulders that’s typically overbearing. Sometimes it gets hard, we often times ask ourselves “WHY ME” not “IM CHOSE” for a reason.
By Sharonne Greene4 years ago in Confessions
The Morning I flew with the Geese
It is a sunny morning and I worked at the Post Office on the graveyard shift. I was into physical fitness, I played basketball and would jog and run two to three times a week after work. So the air was clean and crisp. the sky was blue and there was a lake. The track around the lake was teaming with squirrels, ducks, geese, people walking their dogs and just taking walks. The asphalt track around the lake was smooth and the view was so nice.
By Delbert4 years ago in Confessions
