Teenage years
Slow to Anger
One argument. One Slap. One phone call. A multitude of consequences. Back then, I had developed a habit of drinking everyday--definitely not good for my health, in so many ways. Alcohol and mental health issues DO NOT MIX. If you were to ask me why I had started drinking, I would not have had an answer for you. All I know is that drinking helped me escape the existence of my mundane, void-filled life. I was alone. Men related to me on strictly a physical level. They didn't stay and I thought it was because something was wrong with me. I had no job--I was on a fixed income, and although we had everything we needed, the funds to do the things we wanted to do were few and far between. I was a single mother. My son, who had always been close to me, was now a young man about to graduate high school and go to college. He would be leaving me and that saddened and terrified me. Being a mother was my greatest accomplishment; for the last 17 years, I had been nothing else. Looking back, I was not merely unhappy; I was ungrateful. Maybe that was why karma would have its way with me--in order to teach me to appreciate everything and to take nothing or no one for granted.
By Tara Branche3 years ago in Confessions
Betrayed Trust: A Cautionary Tale of Resilience and Justice
At the tender age of 12, when most children are navigating the complexities of adolescence, I found myself facing a tragedy that would shape my life in unimaginable ways. My father, a pillar of my small community, succumbed to kidney failure, leaving behind a grieving family struggling to cope with the sudden loss.
By Payal3 years ago in Confessions
"The Power of Love: A Tale of Two Hearts"
Once upon a time, in a small town, there lived a young couple named Jack and Emily. They had been together for five years, and their love for each other had only grown stronger with time. Jack was a charming and caring young man who worked as a successful lawyer, while Emily was a beautiful and talented artist.
By Uzair Ameen3 years ago in Confessions
The Little Boy
I had always been a pretty average kid growing up. I didn't have any particularly noteworthy talents, I wasn't good at sports and I was an 'okay' student. I went through each day in a daze, just going through the motions and trying to figure out what I was going to do as an adult.
By Emilie Turner3 years ago in Confessions
RAIN AFTER RAIN
"Hey Vic!" That was Kunle hailing me as I entered into the Confrence hall of Dynamo Hotel and Suite, where my set were having our first ever reunion. Just like everyone else in the building, I was gay with happiness. You wouldn't blame us though as its been over 12 years since majority of us last saw ourselves. Here we are today all almost made for life, save for me actually. I guess life has always had a reason to single me out to be unfortunate.
By Chisom Peace3 years ago in Confessions
The Burden of Regret
Regret is an emotional burden that many individuals carry throughout their lives. It arises from a sense of loss, missed opportunities, and the belief that one's present situation could have been better if only they had made different choices in the past. Regret can be a painful and debilitating emotion, but it also has the potential to be transformative and ultimately lead to personal growth. This essay will explore the burden of regret from various perspectives, examining its nature, causes, and effects on the individual and society as a whole. We will also discuss strategies for coping with regret and ways to create a more positive outlook on life, free from the shackles of past mistakes.
By Unknown3 years ago in Confessions
The Chronicle of a Particular Human's Lonely Life
60% of Brits between the ages of 18 and 34 say they experience loneliness frequently. Americans report experiencing loneliness frequently—46% of them. Despite living in the most connected era in human history, a record number of us nevertheless feel alone. Being by yourself and feeling lonely are two distinct concepts. To be happy with yourself, you don't need to like hanging out with other people.
By Ahamed Thousif3 years ago in Confessions
Growing Stronger
I woke up to a bright and sunny morning and felt a knot in my stomach. I was crushed at that point because it was the day of my final exams for the year. I'd been depressed for a few weeks, and the thought of failing my exams only made me feel more stressed. Hoping for the best and dreading the worst, I dressed, ate breakfast, and headed to school.
By Ali Musa3 years ago in Confessions
Small Moments, Big Impact
One small moment in my life that had a big impact on me happened when I was in my early twenties. I was working as a server in a busy restaurant in a trendy part of town. One day, I had a customer who stood out to me. She was a woman in her late forties or early fifties, dressed in a stylish outfit with a sleek haircut. She was dining alone, and as I approached her table to take her order, I noticed that she was reading a book. I couldn't quite make out the title, but it was a hardcover with a striking cover design.
By Arivu3 years ago in Confessions
