Secrets
Words
Words... The very thing that can destroy communities can also bring peace to the world. I’ve decided to contribute to the latter. My goal is to create thought provoking or motivating material to help guide or uplift anyone that need some inspiration. I don’t consider myself an expert in anything because my personal beliefs are, we are forever students. We never cease to stop learning while we are here in this life.
By Monet Graham5 years ago in Confessions
All My Angels
All my angels whispered to me in the dawn of life, “It is time, child.” And it was. It was time to admit to myself what I already knew. It was time to admit that I had been taken advantage of by the man that was supposed to be my dad. It was obvious to me from how I held my body. As if a great challenge, it was a horror to look in the mirror. This was the burden I had carried for more than 20 years. The burden that I was scarred, bruised from head to toe, so very little to offer the big, wide world.
By Faith De Young5 years ago in Confessions
BE IN THE MOOD FOR GOOD FOOD
I don’t like to cook. But every now and then there are times when I have fun in the kitchen. Okay. Okay. I must admit one thing. Only love can inspire something like this out of me. But what’s great is that I’m cooking from the soul.
By Beautiful Intelligence5 years ago in Confessions
The Perks of Being a Know-It-All
Recently someone asked the question, "What do you know that you are pretending not to know?" Well, where to begin! I have always known things. I knew what my Christmas presents were going to be, and I knew when something was wrong (even if my parents insisted things were fine), and I knew how to calm down each of my 13 siblings.
By Rebecca Hansen5 years ago in Confessions
The moment I lost my son
There's a moment in every woman's life that getting pregnant is such a long awaited joy. Then you have females like myself who always said that marriage and kids are for another kind of person. I had so much against getting pregnant and even just dedicating my life to another person before I lived my life. Be careful what you wish for, the Universe/God, may just give you exactly what you ask for.
By Chitquitita Harden5 years ago in Confessions
Living With Two Pathological Liars, I Learned to Distinguish the Truth
There is a taint of death, a flavor of mortality in lie. My roommates in college (where I took journalism courses in writing, reporting, and editing) spent their time backbiting and intriguing against each other. I breathed an air of plotting and slander during the first couple of days in their company and detested the two girls heartily.
By Olya Aman5 years ago in Confessions
Turns Out I'm a Little Bent
A visit to the eye doctor had me laughing! I was there for yet another type of eye test. This is the fourth or fifth visit. I've lost track, the doctor just can't figure out what is wrong with my eye. The lovely technician looking at photos of the veins in my eyes says,
By Carolyn F. Chryst5 years ago in Confessions
Coming Out of the Closet as a Naturist
For long enough, I could remember, I wasn't really self-conscious about my body until I reach the age of 30. I was the keep-fit type throughout my youth, going to the gym and generally happy with the body I had. I wasn't the show-off type at the gym, flexing muscles in the mirror as a female walks by.
By Paul-Anthony5 years ago in Confessions
Guilt Condemned Me to Sleeplessness
Here is the mind, suffering from insomnia, not dead, and yet not alive. I suffered from sleeplessness and profound distress. My life hung limply over my shoulders, my eyes were red with reading and exhaustion, my face was wet with tears of desperation.
By Olya Aman5 years ago in Confessions
A Letter to Happiness
Dear Happiness, I hope wherever you are you are making people bloom. Cause that's what you did, you were an expert at making people feel giddy. Often at times, when misery surrounds me i think about you desperately. I look for you in past happy encounters with you written in my journal. Don't you worry, i have jotted down all our memories, I haven't forgotten a thing, and how can i? You were so nice to me. We were getting along so good. I would often see you around while riding my bicycle, or humming with birds, or while talking with plants while watering them. Don't you remember our little ice-cream dates? Or the time when i texted to my long lost school friend because you insisted? What i admired most was long walks taken with you. You would push me to smile like a joker while walking. Would force me to admire trees around , notice tiny flowers growing in bushes, few youngsters riding their bikes and showing off, you would often mock at them. All i didn't know what massive and important lessons you were tryna teach me.
By Neer Bukharia5 years ago in Confessions
