Taboo

Resurrected by Nadine: A Symphony of Triumpf over Desolation
In the twilight of my existence, I found myself lost in the shadows of a life that seemed dead, like a flower wilting in the cruel grasp of winter. Each day felt like a relentless storm, battering my spirit with torrents of pain, emotion, and haunting traumas that clung to me like ghosts of the past.
By Ryan Kubera2 years ago in Confessions
My Neighbor. Content Warning.
I was 16 the first time I saw him watching me through the front window of his house next door. I was in a black tank top and a pair of blue jeans, mowing our front lawn. My mom would normally do it, but she was in bed, sick from her radiation treatments. I didn’t mind helping her around the house, doing chores and such. I’d been doing most of the chores since I was 9 years old. She was a single mom, working two jobs and trying to support her three psycho kids.
By Deth Angel2 years ago in Confessions
Love is a Many Splendored Thing
You have quality ears And a high-end nose. Grade A meat on your bones. I once worshipped whoever I was with. The writing above is an entry in one of my journals about the primary in my first polyamorous relationship. The anesthetizing effect of love on my bipolar brain is well-documented in my writing and therapist’s notes. Monogamous or polyamorous didn’t matter to me at first. What mattered was that I had someone to call my own. I wanted to have a person like a possession. I wanted an object to admire, to use when convenient, and to ignore when it suited me. Of course, I never would have articulated my desires in this way. It sounded more like “soul-mates” or “they’re my everything.” It was romantic hyperbole. Love-bombing from a disordered brain. I would knock you off that pedestal as quickly as I built it for you. I wasn’t properly medicated for my bipolar disorder until I was twenty-seven, so every relationship before that was marred by the whims of my dysfunctional mind.
By kp2 years ago in Confessions
Lie To Me. Issue #2 As It Was. Content Warning.
Ok. I have only ever recounted this story one other time. Whenever asked about this Era of my life from my family and my friends I always keep the details to myself and just stick to the Who/What/When/Why & Where. With this in mind please understand that I will be changing names, dates, and for the sake of keeping this story to a readable length certain event(s) will be shortened or bulleted. I will do my best to answer any questions that may arise. Thank you for reading about the worst experience of my life.
By (JERJ) Thudd Walker2 years ago in Confessions
Lie To Me.. Content Warning.
Ok. I have only ever recounted this story one other time. Whenever asked about this Era of my life from my family and my friends I always keep the details to myself and just stick to the Who/What/When/Why & Where. With this in mind please understand that I will be changing names, dates, and for the sake of keeping this story to a readable length certain event(s) will be shortened or bulleted. I will do my best to answer any questions that may arise. Thank you for reading about the worst experience of my life.
By (JERJ) Thudd Walker2 years ago in Confessions
Thieves of My Sanity . Content Warning.
In the wake of a windy storm, I gave birth to my second son. The windows of the labour ward rattled against strong gales, letting slithers of cold air breeze through, but despite this, there was stillness and calm inside. I felt like I had completed what I was set out to do, achieved my purpose as a mother of two wonderful boys. Who knew something so tiny and so small could take such a big space in my heart?
By Rosie J. Sargent2 years ago in Confessions
Woman Activate. Content Warning.
Every month I am reminded of who I am. I can portray myself as hard. I will try to tackle every problem that comes my way. I will solve all my issues, and others that depend on me. I can lift up to 80+ pounds. I will be determined as heck to only make 1 trip unloading groceries from my car to inside. I will watch YouTube videos after YouTube videos learning how to change my tire, put air in my tires, and change my oil. I will be the Mom, the Dad, the whoever I need to be to support others and get the job done.
By Monet Graham2 years ago in Confessions
Lie To Me.. Top Story - January 2024. Content Warning.
Ok. I have only ever recounted this story one other time. Whenever asked about this Era of my life from my family and my friends I always keep the details to myself and just stick to the Who/What/When/Why & Where. With this in mind please understand that I will be changing names, dates, and for the sake of keeping this story to a readable length certain event(s) will be shortened or bulleted. I will do my best to answer any questions that may arise. Thank you for reading about the worst experience of my life.
By (JERJ) Thudd Walker2 years ago in Confessions
Shove the food down, not love
I loved receiving princess treatment from Leo. He treated me like I mattered, like I had a place in this wreckage world. Leo had been my 3rd boyfriend since starting at my new job. Maybe 3 is my lucky number, or well not so lucky for him.
By Kodah2 years ago in Confessions
Death
I think about death often and always. Sometimes I see it as a blessing and other times I see it as a curse. I find myself thinking about it differently every day.
By Terri Allen2 years ago in Confessions
Heavenly You
Behind every person in love, lays a story. Most are curious about how you got there… to being “in love”, I mean. What’s strange, is with you… I feel as if I always have been.
By Amber2 years ago in Confessions
Obediah
Introduction Every so often a post gets some extra attention on my Seven Davys In blog. This is from six years ago and the name just made me want to go and see what I had written about.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Confessions