Secrets
Sent Home for Scratching
The year was 1983, and I was in the third grade. My middle half-brother and I were living with our grandmother while our mother found a more stable place for us to live. During this time, we attended a school that was only four blocks from her home, and we'd walk there every day.
By Mother Combs7 months ago in Confessions
The Unexpected
Introduction This is just a stream of consciousness about things that have happened unexpectedly over the last couple of days. These are, actually, in my opinion, positive things, just things that were unplanned or I didn't expect to happen, and I suppose that most of the time, life is like that.
By Mike Singleton đ Mikeydred 7 months ago in Confessions
Weâre More Connected Than Ever, But Lonelier Than Weâve Ever Been: A Day in 2025
This morning, I woke up to 134 notifications. Messages from group chats I barely participate in, app updates, news alerts about a wildfire on the other side of the world, and a reminder from a mental health app that I havenât âchecked inâ for four days.
By Muhammad Ilyas7 months ago in Confessions
The Community Garden
Leo, a quiet man who found more solace in the soil than in human conversation, spent most of his evenings tending his plot at the community garden. His hands, calloused and earthy, created beauty from barren ground, but his heart remained a tangled mess of unexpressed feelings. For years, he had carried a secret, a small act of betrayal against his childhood friend, Maya, that had festered into a deep-seated regret. Heâd never confessed, and the silence between them had grown into an uncomfortable chasm.
By Momin Shah7 months ago in Confessions
WMYHUSWAH. Content Warning.
Hino. A last name so common it doesnât register much thought to many people. To me, that last name was my world for five months. Compared to a lifetime, five months may be absolutely nothing, but six years later and here we are writing an essay about it. WMYHUSWAH (What Made You Have Unprotected Sex With A Hino)? The question was originally presented as a lighthearted joke to ease the tension of some horrible past mistakes. It is now a staple to the Goo Goo Dolls song, âIris.â At first, my chest filled with laughter, but I never thought of an actual answer in a respectful manner. Why did I do it? Letâs travel back to the 2018 Rachel mindset. This man, dare I say his name, my dearest Jonah, was my dark knight wrapped in a cape ready to save the day. My dearest Jonah was a passionate man who expressed interest in the hobbies I really cared about, was a great performer in bed, and foolishly discussed having a future with me.
By Rachie Iris 7 months ago in Confessions
Can You Be in Love With Someone Who Never Loved You Back?. AI-Generated.
The First Time I Saw Him I still remember the first time I noticed Ayan. He wasnât loud or trying to be the center of attention â he just had this quiet, calm energy that made you feel safe. We were in the same literature class. He raised his hand to talk about a poem one day, and the way he spoke, like he really felt the words⊠it stayed with me. He didnât just understand things â he saw them, in the kind of way most people miss.
By Axad Creator7 months ago in Confessions
I Judged Someone Too Quicklyâand I Was Totally Wrong
We judge people all the time, often without realizing it. A glance, a tone of voice, a facial expressionâwe take fragments of a person and create a story in our minds. I used to think I was particularly skilled at reading people. I relied on intuition, on my gut, and I was confident that I could assess someoneâs character within moments of meeting them. That belief came crashing down the day I judged someone too quicklyâand learned just how wrong I could be.
By Muhammad Asim7 months ago in Confessions
The Time I Said âIâm Fineâ and Everything Fell Apart
I remember the moment as clearly as if it were yesterday. I was sitting on the couch, phone in hand, exhausted after a long day filled with obligations, stress, and the silent weight of things I couldnât name. Someone asked, âHow are you doing?â and without hesitation, I said, âIâm fine.â Those two words â short, sharp, simple â felt like a shield. But beneath them, I was anything but okay. That moment marked the quiet beginning of everything unraveling in my life.
By Muhammad Asim7 months ago in Confessions
Life Lessons I Learned from Growing Up Broke
Thereâs a strange strength you develop when you grow up broke. Not the kind of strength that shows in your muscles or your posture, but a quiet, durable kind. A strength made of skipped meals, shared clothes, power outages, and learning how to make magic out of not enough.
By nawab sagar7 months ago in Confessions









