Secrets
I Think I'm Psycho
My family, and people in general, often ask me to explain how my anxiety works. Most of the time, I can't figure out how to put it into words. Over and over I try to think of things that I can relate to that they can understand. Do I equate it to peer pressure? Do I equate it to stage fright? The list goes on and on.
By A.R. Zeller4 years ago in Confessions
Cleaning someone else's hair off the bathroom wall
Checking fees read part 1 https://shopping-feedback.today/confessions/overdrawn I learned how to deposit checks with my app, like before, so my paltry paycheck fixed the immediate fear but the prayers are worse. I still wonder what I forgot.
By Public Diary4 years ago in Confessions
Life Through Love's Eyes
Would it be weird if all of your dreams could come true? It would be nice if we could only live out the good dreams, but what happens when the bad ones come true too? I’m one of those individuals that can see the future based on my dreams. The good dreams and the nightmares have come true. Some of them have not happened as I interpreted, nevertheless they have come true. I had a dream that one of my uncles passed away and that my family and I were not going to make it to the hospital in time to say goodbye. That dream came true. I also had a dream that my mother and ex lover were going to work together to betray me in an unthinkable manner and I’m currently living through that. Unfortunately, I saw people standing in line to enter stores such as with the pandemic, but I didn’t know why we were in line. I even saw myself being in situations with celebrities that weren’t so favorable. Being able to do this is a part of being highly spiritual, but what happens when seeing your future goes wrong? Let’s revisit this together!
By Brittany Love4 years ago in Confessions
I changed my stance on abortion after giving my child up for adoption
Several years ago, I gave my child up for adoption. I was not too young, in my early 20s, but my boyfriend (at the time) and I were not ready to become parents. Regardless, I've never wanted children, and I'm even more adamant about it today. Though I contemplated abortion, in the end, I decided adoption was the better choice. Who am I to end the life of a child simply out of convenience, I thought.
By Edie Darling4 years ago in Confessions
No Complaints
It is shameful to consider home as it is to some people. For some people home is feeling as though you live in a shanty when you actually live in a two story house. Because your own room never quite feels like your own space. Home means constraint and confoundedness, never being able to express yourself without being a threat and a nuisance.
By Xarli XCosmo4 years ago in Confessions
Entangled
She stands in line waiting for her turn. "Next in line". She steps up to the register setting down her stuff, as she looks for her wallet inside her purse he asks "will that be all"? looking up time stands still for what seems like an eternity, "yes please a pack of zig zags and a lighter please." "you must be a nurse or something he says ringing up the lighter. "no i work in the medical marijuana industry we wear scrubs as well" "ooooooo shit my bad" taking his time to finish ringing her up she looks around noticing the line behind her has grown. "damn, i was gonna give you my number but i think we held up the line long enough" smiling he says "nah fuck that,they can wait" handing her a receipt she jots down her name and number "call me" she states as she smiles and walks away.
By Kassie Leaks4 years ago in Confessions
A Free Prisoner
I’ve been here a while. Is someone coming to get me? When will the light show itself again? Do I only deserve the darkness? This dark cloud follows me around like my shadow but there is still no light. At least it doesn’t rain all the time. Just when the clouds get heavy, when the weight is to much. I am here. I haven’t left. I haven’t escaped. I see keys to the gate. No guards. No resistance. It is me. I am the resistance. I am the weapon formed against me. I feel the burning sensation to run but where? I live in this enclosed space. Just four corners. Just darkness. I see the world, but the world doesn’t see me. The world doesn’t need me but I still exist. I still use its oxygen. I could end it all, but I keep coming back to the beginning.
By Erianna Gilliam4 years ago in Confessions
Almost Love: Part Seven
Years after that first look across a crowded room, things look different but feel very much the same. The Queen has been banished, the other men in my life pushed aside, and still we aren’t together in any meaningful sense. Our families have not met; we do not share our friends. Our lives continue on, parallel but still deliberately separate, somehow both easier and more difficult than before.
By Shea Keating4 years ago in Confessions
You can treat vulvodynia by understanding how your brain functions!
It's not surprising, and perhaps it is expected that sex will cause pain the first time. But, almost one in every six females find the sexual activity to be unbearably painful every time, and it does not seem to end.
By Harbor Compounding pharmacy4 years ago in Confessions
