Secrets

How I Survived My Worst Year.
January: The Fall It started with a breakup — the kind that felt like death. We were together for four years. I thought we were going to get married. Instead, I woke up one day to silence and a note on the kitchen table.
By Echoes of Life6 months ago in Confessions
I've Lived in This Body for 29 Years and It Still Feels Like a Haunted House
This Body is a Haunted House The creaks aren’t the floorboards. They’re my joints. This body has always been mine. But it’s never really felt like home.
By Kim Murray6 months ago in Confessions
She Told Me I Was Her Best Friend — Then Tried to Replace Me Behind My Back. AI-Generated.
I used to think me and her were locked in. Like, for real. We’d talk for hours — the kind of convos where time doesn’t even exist. We had dumb inside jokes that made no sense to anyone else. We’d trauma dump on each other at 2 a.m., vent about life, family, the stuff nobody else really cared enough to ask about. She told me I was her “safe space,” and honestly, I believed her. Felt like I finally found someone who got me. Someone who saw me — not just some random dude in the background.
By Mic Henry6 months ago in Confessions
Whispers to July Fifth
never told anyone— not my friends, not my sister, not the cashier at the store who noticed the strange mix in my basket:
By Takashi Nagaya6 months ago in Confessions
The Apology I Never Got Turned into the Life I Deserved
They never said "I'm sorry." Not once. Not when I cried alone in my room for nights on end. Not when they gaslit me into believing I was the problem. Not even when I walked away.
By Azmat Roman ✨6 months ago in Confessions
Instructions for a Heart That Forgot How to Beat
Start small. Not with fireworks, but with flickers. A warm mug cupped in both hands. The smell of rain on pavement. A memory that doesn’t ache.
By Alain SUPPINI6 months ago in Confessions
I Loved Him. But I Loved Myself More
I met him on a rainy Wednesday. The kind of rain that feels like a quiet cleansing—gentle, persistent, and oddly romantic. He was standing in line at a bookstore café, holding a worn copy of Norwegian Wood and glancing at the sky like it held all the answers. I noticed the sadness in his eyes before I noticed anything else.
By Azmat Roman ✨6 months ago in Confessions
"The Invisible Load: What It’s Like to Be 'The Strong One'"
The Invisible Load: What It’s Like to Be “The Strong One” By Nadeem Shah They call you strong like it’s a compliment.
By Nadeem Shah 6 months ago in Confessions
Silence After Chaos
Sitting in the Silence Silent now, following days filled with hours of frantic worry. There is nothing more I can do right now.
By Asrai Devin6 months ago in Confessions
The Night I Had a Conversation With My Shadow
I wasn’t planning to stay up that late. I had turned off the lights and meant to go to bed, but sleep felt distant, like it was hiding behind a curtain I couldn’t pull back. So I walked over to the window, let the cool moonlight spill onto my floor, and stood in the quiet.
By Hilal Hussain6 months ago in Confessions
Kaylee Goncalves’ Father: “We Know Why He Did It — And It’s More Disturbing Than You Think”
It’s been more than two years since the unimaginable struck in Moscow, Idaho. Four promising lives—Kaylee Goncalves, Madison Mogen, Ethan Chapin, and Xana Kernodle—were brutally taken in their own home. The crime shocked a tight-knit college town and sent waves of sorrow across the country. Now, as the legal aftermath continues, Kaylee’s father, Steve Goncalves, has spoken out bluntly:
By Bevy Osuos6 months ago in Confessions
**“The Strangest Job Interview I Ever Had—And Why I’ll Never Forget It”
When I applied for a small administrative assistant position in a local office last summer, I wasn’t expecting a five-star experience. I expected the usual: a waiting room, a handshake, some questions about Microsoft Word, and a polite goodbye. Instead, I got an experience that felt more like a prank show — minus the cameras.
By Muhammad Riaz6 months ago in Confessions