Teenage years
Word of the Day: Schadenfreude
Have you ever found yourself secretly smiling when someone else trips, makes an error, or experiences an inconvenience? Whether it was someone at work, in celebrity media coverage, or even someone close to you who got their own back? Unfortunately this feeling often unsaid is quite common, yet rarely spoken aloud. In German there's even a special word that perfectly captures it: Schadenfreude
By Robert Brown8 months ago in Confessions
moon-coloured glasses
People like to talk about rose-coloured glasses, as if that’s the only kind of distortion that matters. As if optimism is the most dangerous drug. The sweet little delusion, the blur of affection that makes everything look kinder. You love, so you overlook. You believe, so you don’t question. Red flags turn pastel. You’re naive, and you’re hopeful.
By nico8 months ago in Confessions
I Lied About My Age for 3 Years—And He Still Chose to Believe Me
I didn’t mean to lie, at first. It wasn’t premeditated. It was one of those little things that slip out and hang in the air longer than you expect them to. We were at a bar, I was with a friend, he was sitting alone, and we started talking. I was 29. I told him I was 25.
By Noman Khan 8 months ago in Confessions
I Am Lost
There are mornings when I wake up and forget who I’m supposed to be. I lie there, staring at the ceiling, the weight of everything pressing on my chest like an invisible hand. The world outside keeps moving—cars pass, people rush, alarms go off—but inside me, everything feels still. Not peaceful still, but empty still. Like drifting in space with no stars to guide me.
By Ashley Anthony8 months ago in Confessions
"The Day I Learned to Shut Up and Listen
I used to think I had to have an answer for everything. If someone complained, I gave them a solution. If someone told me their problems, I tried to fix them. I thought that’s what being a man meant — solve, repair, rescue. Like life was just one long busted engine.
By Rizwan 8 months ago in Confessions
The Love That Stays: Platonic Soulmate
In a city full of reggaetón, roosters, and really bad drivers, it’s easy to feel like you’re losing your mind. But every now and then, someone walks into your life who reminds you that chaos can be beautiful… if you have someone to scream-laugh through it with.
By ✨Anahis✨8 months ago in Confessions
honest feelings
Screw it i been siting here for about 10 minutes wanting to put this down on paper but i just stared at the keyboard for those 10 minutes not knowing the best way to say this so why not just say screw it and be competly. Im sure im gonna go off script a few times with this but apparently, rouge is my strong suit. I mean ask my dad and fly into the sky to ask my mom if they had the bet that i’ll be locked up in jail by the time i saw the date of march 14th in 18 different years. Go ask mr.b if i followed the script or went and got the gang those big macs and the nuggets even tho he did all he could to prevent it, and no Hayley i didn't get hit by that car that day i took longer then usual. Those deacons, the pastor and a few others at that building of faith knows and im sure my peps are beyond annoyed when i remind them but i had no passion to go to that building thats open every sunday. I mean i watched friend after friend betraye me in one way or another, on a side note why did it take 6 of you to take me to one of my knees but ya still expected me to brush it off with a smile. Nah go commit another crime and i’ll see you in 10 to 20. I was watching the women, whose final words to me was muttering the two words of do good, lose the abitly to stand, eat and talk. By the way betty and deb ya still hate the fact that those cops droped those charges since ya some liars aint you. I knew of god but mam i never figured i’ll even look at a bible since there was no point. So why the heck did i walk those 2 hours and shake homie’s hand out there that sunday out by the mailbox? Because you happened. I made up a excuse that i was there for the cross’s of the t but i didnt even know what of the 3 generation of that guy with the same name i was talking to. I probably shouldnt have told that 3rd generation that i came because of you because he put me on that spot when we stood by those chairs after the service and he said do you know josh. We never talked in those hallways that i got smacked by a guy that i bumped in that crowed hallway aint have classes either. You led the way on the courts and the sandlot and i raned those races. So there should have been no way for our paths to cross and now because of my greatest mistake our paths might never cross again.
By josh napper8 months ago in Confessions
Violet Eyes. Content Warning.
“It’s over,” Zona kept telling herself. “It’s done...” Her violet eyes lit up as she stood there, unmoving, scanning the room for any sign of hope—any faith that even a breath could shatter the fragile illusion of a stable world. That she would get caught, be seen, heard.
By Lucious8 months ago in Confessions
Building Unshakeable Confidence as a Single Woman
Let's be real – being a confident single woman in today's world isn't always easy. Between social media comparisons, well-meaning friends asking when you'll "settle down," and your inner critic whispering doubts, it can feel like you're constantly swimming upstream. But here's the thing: building unshakeable self-confidence isn't just possible – it's your birthright.
By LaMarion Ziegler8 months ago in Confessions
My Journey From Self-Doubt to Self-Love
There was a time when just getting through the day felt like carrying a thousand-pound weight I couldn’t name. I’d smile at people, laugh at the right moments, and keep myself “put together.” But inside? I was constantly battling the belief that I wasn’t good enough, like no matter what I did, I was always falling short. Of what exactly? I wasn’t even sure. All I knew was that I couldn’t keep living like that.
By Asmatullah Afridi8 months ago in Confessions
The Lie That Saved My Family
I never thought one lie could change everything. I used to believe honesty was sacred, that truth was the foundation of love, trust, and family. But that was before the day I picked up the phone and lied to my mother to save the life we had all built together.
By Ali8 months ago in Confessions
