Taboo

Understanding Others Is Impossible Without Understanding Yourself
Understanding Others Is Impossible Without Understanding Yourself In the hustle and bustle of daily life, we interact with countless individuals, sharing ideas, expressing emotions, and exchanging thoughts. But have you ever paused to consider the key to truly understanding others—their struggles, joys, and situations? The answer lies within ourselves: the ability to understand others stems from first understanding oneself. We often fail to grasp our inner thoughts, emotions, and circumstances, making it incredibly challenging to empathise with others.
By Dipak Pawarabout a year ago in Confessions
Love Yourself: The Greatest Task of Your Life
Love Yourself: The Greatest Task of Your Life Your life is a beautiful story where you are the protagonist. However, in the hustle of fulfilling responsibilities and meeting the expectations of others, we often lose sight of ourselves. In this endless race, our feelings, joys, and needs take a backseat. Do you ever pause and ask yourself, “Am I truly happy?” For most of us, this question doesn’t find its way into our busy lives, let alone its answer. This realisation reveals a harsh truth — we’ve forgotten who we truly are.
By Dipak Pawarabout a year ago in Confessions
Do you have Herpes?
Are you part of the sexual revolution? Do you like swinging and changing sexual partners often? Do you find monogamy boring? Did you divorce your spouse for a sexless marriage? Did you cheat on your spouse because they didn't turn you on anymore? Hey, what year is it? 2025? It's been over 60 years since the Hippies taught us all about "free love" and that shame was just nonsense presented by the church and haters so that they could fill the schools with poor abused children. Who cares about single mothers? They're just hit and run cases and a plague on society. Abortions are so much more cost effective to the government. Do you have an STD? Have you ever experienced one, like Herpes? I have. Yes, I'm infected. I have Herpes, and let me tell you something - Herpes is better than Jail. What kind of comparison is that? Well, some people are afraid of jail, but not STD's. Since I know about both, I just want to tell you, yes, Jail is worse than Herpes. Herpes outbreaks (blisters on your lips or privates) hurt only for a few days. Jail takes longer and court is like hell. Herpes is better.
By Shanon Angermeyer Normanabout a year ago in Confessions
Accepting Your Mistakes
Accepting Your Mistakes Mistakes are an inseparable part of life. Every individual makes mistakes, as they often mark the beginning of a learning journey. However, how many of us have the courage to admit them? Often, we try to hide our errors or blame others instead of accepting them. This approach, however, only deceives ourselves. The true mark of humanity lies in acknowledging one's mistakes, which is also the foundation of genuine wisdom.
By Dipak Pawarabout a year ago in Confessions
Is Self Compassion a Scam? An Honest Review
Shame has been a constant companion in my life. My height of shame was in September 2022. Two months after my affair was uncovered followed by the discovery that I continued contact after promising I would discontinue contact. I made a series of continuous bad choices that I had to take responsibility for or lose my marriage. Somehow, I didn’t lose everything, despite doing everything wrong as I confessed the truth. Lies followed by deflection and minimizing.
By Asrai Devinabout a year ago in Confessions
Through The Bareness Of 2024- My Journey
Life in its brevity often feels burdensome, yearning for us to be free of all the turbulence that stirs up its breaths in our hearts. How beautiful would life be if we let go of pain, anger, sadness, grim! I wish we had built-in programming that would delete all the moments and experiences that stirred catastrophic fires and raged war and kindled and whooshed the fire within us simultaneously!
By Hridya Sharmaabout a year ago in Confessions
12 Reminders for Year-End Reflection
It is that time of the year again when everyone posts how truly they have accomplished feats of success, competence, grit and determination. How magnificently their vision boards have manifested in the brilliance of their alluring existence! While it is a celebratory feat for all those who had a year that was filled with love and light, it is important to remember that the life projected on social media is the highlight of someone’s best days in the entirety of their existence. It is amazing for someone to put themselves out there and post their joy for life on their platform, but in the world where comparison is so normalised, I hope you remember life does not need to be aesthetically pleasing and swoon-worthy for it to be called a perfect life.
By Hridya Sharmaabout a year ago in Confessions
When no one fought for me.
In my darkest moments, when life’s edge felt dangerously close, I was starkly alone. The guardians who should have been my bulwark were absent, leaving me unshielded and vulnerable. It’s a deep-seated pain to realize that those we call family — parents, grandparents, aunts, and uncles — sometimes fail to stand up for us when we need it the most. The people who should have loved and protected me were nowhere to be found when I needed them the most. This absence created a gaping hole in my life that, for years, I tried to fill with the wrong things — love, attention, and validation from people who couldn’t give me what I needed.
By Zapphire Zuccaabout a year ago in Confessions
An ode to my journey
Remember the times when we would yearn for certain things and beings to foster their being into our lives, where what we wanted was so far-fetched, dreams that we found so unfathomable to forge their breaths in our lives? It is wondrous and almost astonishing how existence in the most unimaginable ways, how we fathom that something we can never live without, life always turns out for the better when we let go of what no longer serves us, of what we can no longer control or any experience, person, entity or situation that we outgrow in our existential being.
By Hridya Sharmaabout a year ago in Confessions
5 Aspects of My Limerence Addiction
Jordan Knight of New Kids on the Block was my first limerence obsession. I can recite the names of all the boys through grade school and high school I had limerent experience with. I won’t to save myself the embarrassment. But limerence followed me into my adult life. My last limerent object was my affair partner in a three-year emotional online affair.
By Asrai Devinabout a year ago in Confessions
What I Think About Christmas
I used to love Christmas when I was a child. At the age of seven, I discovered that the presents were given by my father, not by the so-called jolly old man who came at night and slid down the chimney to leave gifts under the tree. After all, that doesn’t make sense, as I live in a tropical country and in a region where it’s never cold. We don’t even have chimneys! It would make more sense to have a giant freezer to combat the year-round heat. Santa Claus couldn’t possibly come out of a freezer. Or could he?
By Persephoneabout a year ago in Confessions
Things I learnt from my recent setbacks
Things I learnt from my recent setbacks How I wish life were filled with glory and love, tales of how we succeed in every aspect of our life, emerging victorious in battles filled with animosity and sadness. Every mortal being experiences seasons of rise and fall, of light and dark, of pain and purpose, and defeat and victory.
By Hridya Sharmaabout a year ago in Confessions