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Title: The Choice of Weapons: A Battle of Hearts
Story: In the heart of every conflict lies a choice—a choice of weapons. These weapons are not forged of steel or iron but are born from within. Words and actions, compassion and cruelty, love and indifference; these are the true tools of our battles, and they shape the outcomes of our lives.
By Fannick😇about a year ago in Confessions
My Insecurities
Let us talk about those moments—those nagging voices in the back of our minds telling us we're not good enough, smart enough, or talented enough. For me, these voices were loud and persistent, often drowning out any sense of confidence I tried to muster. But through a series of experiences, I’ve learned that these voices are not mine to keep. They’re borrowed, shaped by others’ words and actions, and they can be challenged. My journey began with a dream—a dream to become an actor. As a kid, I was fearless, untouched by the world’s harsh judgments. But as I grew older and pursued my passion, the world started telling me I wasn’t enough. Casting directors, agents, and even strangers on the street seemed to echo the same sentiment: I wasn’t tall enough, thin enough, or simply good enough. And slowly, I started to believe them.
By Horace Waslandabout a year ago in Confessions
Je M'Ennuie
Introduction This is just a Seven Days In excavation from when COVID hit in 2020 and I effectively became a permanent home worker. Just some observations from two consecutive posts about how things changed for me and some music that I discovered and have now rediscovered.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred about a year ago in Confessions
A Soldier's Keepsake
In a small town tucked away in the Midwest, old men gathered at a local diner every Saturday morning. They called themselves the "Veterans’ Breakfast Club," a tradition that had started decades ago when they first returned from war. These men, now with silver hair and faces etched by time, came together not just to share coffee and toast but to relive memories that connected them in a way no one else could understand.
By RKabout a year ago in Confessions
On survival.
On survival. The question of existence still haunts me in the silence of the stillness that loneliness brings with it. To be or not to be, to exist in the coexistence of dualistic forces, to dance with the uncertainty or to play it along the periphery, what I hold certain, has always questioned me, bemoaned me. Truth be told, I beheld the cry for help when its absence called in silent whispers around the blanket of dwelling and absconded its abundant presence over me. There is a painting that traces the bits of serenity in my life, the colors that adorn the hues of the almighty run deep through the veins of my soul to find the brevity of pain. I glance at the picture of Lord Krishna, reminiscing the days that passed by. Darkness sets its sterility in the brimming light of today, as the dawn of today paints itself in the colours of the dusk of yesterday.
By Hridya Sharmaabout a year ago in Confessions
Querencia- The place where I draw my strength.
Querencia- The place where I draw my strength. To be or not to be, to thrive or just be merely alive to survive, is a question I have often pondered upon. What does being alive mean? Does it mean extrapolating in the exteriors of materialistic drawls, of forging in an existence that is concealed with the perfectionism of having it all?
By Hridya Sharmaabout a year ago in Confessions
confession
Sometimes I really wanna run away and start over and just not tell anyone. I love my husband. I do. I love my in laws, I love my life. Or at least I loved it. When my husband started developing a social media addiction, it turned into him secretly snap chatting random women. As someone who wanted marriage to be the one safe thing I’ve had in my life, This hit so hard. Honestly? It feels like after we got married he felt like he could stop trying. It’s so hard on my spirit. I have poured myself into him and worked so hard to build the life I’m living. But I had dreams too. I was a girl once. who only had to be young and pretty. I have always been obsessed with geology,i have begged him to go rock hounding with me a million times. Nope. Singing is another passion of mine and has been a big part of my life. I’ll listen to him talk about guitar for hours but when I start up about singing, he often gets distracted and trails off into a different subject. In a lot of ways I feel invisible in my own marriage/life. I have no family. nobody who cares. I often fantasize about running away to a different country or somewhere across the states, and just healing. I am chronically ill though and my husband pays most of the bills so it’s not really in the cards for me until I get some money stacked. For now it’s just a fantasy. Just wanted to get that off my chest. I feel so wound up all the time.
By sagar dhitalabout a year ago in Confessions
Why We Fake Smiles After Layoffs: The Absurdity of Fear
It was as if my mind was building a fortress of absurdity, a shield to deflect the impending emotional storm. But the storm arrived anyway, disguised as a debilitating cold. My skills are in high demand, finding a new gig should be a breeze. But instead, I'm adrift in a sea of internet browsing, naps, and endless snacking. My actions, or rather inaction, baffle even me.
By Tina Shishmanabout a year ago in Confessions
An ode to imposter syndrome
An ode to imposter syndrome Self-worth and self-belief are the two sides of the same coin. We all have seeds of self-doubt planted within us, either from our inner limiting beliefs, trauma or negative projections of other people’s opinions. It is hilarious how we place our self-esteem in the hands of others with ease and then find ourselves in the labyrinth of negative perceptions of ourselves or dwindling confidence in our abilities. Life is a paradox, to heal you must be hurt, amid the most massive of pain and breakdown lies the most eminent breakthrough you would ever receive. If you want confidence and faith in your abilities, you must swim through the turbulent ocean of self-doubt and insecurity.
By Hridya Sharmaabout a year ago in Confessions
Letting Go: How Detachment Can Help You Heal Toxic Relationships
Letting Go: How Detachment Can Help You Heal Toxic Relationships Many individuals in the self-help and dating advice community often emphasize the importance of independence, but there is a disconnect between societal norms and scientific evidence. Building strong emotional connections with others has been shown to result in increased levels of happiness, success, and overall well-being in individuals' lives. Some individuals offer self-help and dating advice and believe in the importance of being independent. Building strong emotional connections with others has been shown to increase happiness, effectiveness, and overall stability in life.
By Hridya Sharmaabout a year ago in Confessions
How to Reset MetaTrader 5: A Complete Guide
MetaTrader 5 (MT5) is a powerful platform for traders, offering a range of tools and features to help you manage your investments and make informed trading decisions. However, like any complex software, there are times when you may need to reset MetaTrader 5
By The Trade Infoabout a year ago in Confessions
