Teenage years
I Lied to Protect Someone I Loved—and I Still Regret It
When I think back to that night, the words I lied with still echo painfully inside me. It wasn’t a lie spoken lightly or without weight. It was born from a desperate place—a mix of fear, love, and a desperate need to protect someone I cared about. I remember sitting across from them, feeling the heavy silence press down on us. Our eyes met, searching, and I knew that speaking the truth would hurt deeply. So instead, the lie slipped out almost effortlessly: “I didn’t see anything.” It was a moment that shattered something inside me, even as it seemed to preserve the fragile calm between us.
By Muhammad Asim7 months ago in Confessions
“The Girl Who Collected Sunsets”
When Elara turned twelve, she realized the sun was talking to her. It didn’t speak in sentences or riddles. It spoke in color—bold, unapologetic color. Crimson sighs. Amber laughter. Lavender secrets that slipped behind hills and rooftops. The messages came during the golden hour, and though no one else seemed to notice, Elara listened closely.
By Hamad Haider7 months ago in Confessions
College Was a Scam, And I’m $60K in Debt to Prove It
I remember the exact moment I realized I’d been scammed. I was hunched over a cracked bathroom sink in my off-campus apartment, staring at a stack of final notice bills: rent, utilities, even a warning from the college itself about unpaid tuition. My hands were shaking. My checking account had $12.74. And I was $60,000 in debt with absolutely no idea how I was going to climb out of it.
By Ava Writes Truth7 months ago in Confessions
11 Foolproof Ways Your Partner Might Be Cheating - And Doing it Better Than You Ever Could
While guys take most of the heat when it comes to cheating, for leaving trails of receipts, and glitter behind, wives can lead a double life so seamlessly you’d think they’re part-time CIA.
By Nia Knox7 months ago in Confessions
I Wanted to be a Marine Biologist
I Wanted to Be a Marine Biologist My father has a sister, Debbie. I called her “Aunt Debbie.” Debbie is honestly the nicest person I am blood related to besides my Uncle Bill. Debbie lived in Anderson, Indiana. In her bathroom, her toilet seat covers, shower covers, soap dispensers, and whatever the fuck else you can put in a bathroom were covered in a fish design. I found it so fascinating, the colors, the shapes, and sizes these creatures could come in. I found it beautiful at such a young age. Now, my aunt’s fish addiction went past the bathroom walls. Fish decorations flooded the house—might I add her house was really well furnished for Anderson in the early 2000s—but besides that, she had one betta fish. Honestly forgot the name.
By mark cunningham7 months ago in Confessions
The Stranger Who Changed My Life Forever. Content Warning.
An Unexpected Encounter That Altered My Path I’ve always believed life moved in straight lines. You study, work, build a future, maybe stumble a little—but always in a forward direction. There was comfort in that structure, a belief that if I just followed the path, things would make sense. I never imagined that a complete stranger, someone I met on an ordinary Tuesday, would become the invisible turning point of my life.
By Shafi ulhaq7 months ago in Confessions
Beyond the Iron Curtain
My National Geographic Picture Atlas of Our Fifty States The year was 1986, and I was drowning in the intoxicating currents of Gorbachev's winds of change. At sixteen, armed with a fountain pen and delusions of literary grandeur, I had already published several pieces in local and national press. My parents—two engineers who had transformed our apartment into a miniature Library of Alexandria—watched with bemused pride as their only child scribbled verses between math equations and dreamed of conquering the world through journalism.
By Baruh Polis7 months ago in Confessions
