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The Millennial Urge to Quit A Job That Was Killing My Soul.
I was always supposed to quit my job. Years before phrases like "The Great Resignation" were common household rhetoric, I was saving money and choosing locations and setting dates like I was planning my wedding. My family was unfazed by this behavior, though not entirely unconcerned. I had quit jobs in the past, which was why this was nothing new. But now I was planning on leaving a "good career.” The kind that comes with "benefits" and "retirement security" and "money no one walks away from". Which is where the cause for concern at my itchy feet was taking center stage.
By DeeDee Scalzetti4 years ago in Humans
Fearing the Unknown
Throughout many stories, whether they are written, spoken, or watched on a video screen, various aspects can be taken from each work and applied to our lives. In my life, I have always had a fear of the unknown whether it be the first day of school and facing unknown teachers, new potential friends, or enemies or sometimes even what the future would bring based on a single life decision. In House Taken Over by Julio Cortazar, the house is taken over by unknown assailants for reasons not given to the readers. In much the same this has happened to me where the consequences of a life-changing decision took over my house, so to speak, and in the long run, altered my life forever.
By Konner Moshier4 years ago in Humans
What advice would I give to my teenage self?
One particular memory randomly materialized in front of my eyes when I thought about those terrible teenage years. It was a Sunday and I was attending one inter-school program and we had an impromptu quiz. The quiz master asked, what is the expansion of LPG? We were part of a girls-only school and the first thing that came to our mind was Liquid Petroleum Gas. The quiz master smirked and passed on that question to a boys-only group. The correct answer of Liberalisation, Privatisation & Globalisation came from their side. Needless to say, we were embarrassed and the smirk on the quiz master's face is something that I never forgot. Even without any explicit words, it was written in his face that girls would never think beyond Liquid Petroleum Gas and our destinies are forever tied to the four walls of the kitchen.
By chembarathi4 years ago in Humans
The difference between men and women. Part 1.
Note: This is not an expert opinion or from a therapist. This article comes from my own thoughts and feelings. At the end of this article I will give you a few tips on communicating with men. It's up to you to put this into action to better your relationship with a man. This is the first part of my upcoming full book I'm hoping to have out in the future.
By Danielle Mosley4 years ago in Humans
Hometown Heroes Too...
"Hometown hero, hero of mine; Save me, save us...shine. You don't wear a cape like superman; I'm still a fan and follow you avidly. Lemons given out by life is our new norm, but true to form, you never changed: extending your hand, using your name. We all lift you up and aspire to the same..."
By Latoya Giles 4 years ago in Humans
Of Being Human and Enduring
Life is so multifaceted. There's so many of us, such a vast number of people in this world living out the best and worst that this human experience can offer. We feel both envious and sympathetic of strangers and peers alike; envy while usually punching up from the bottom rungs of life's ladder as the steps break underfoot. I feel envious, I feel left behind, and I guess this is the grand pity party of my twenties.
By Victoria Vargas4 years ago in Humans
Just a Messenger
She came up to the second floor of the barn, and saw the barn owl, perched on the edge of the rustic farmhouse table, its body leaning forward, and its eyes deeply fixated. Even as she stepped closer, the owl was not distracted by the girl. What supreme focus, she thought. The girl turned to see what it was looking at. For a moment she only saw the window sill, but in the next moment, saw a mouse scurrying in a panic towards the other end. The owl swooped in without hesitation, grabbed it with its beak, and took off into the night.
By Krystal Jacques-Smith4 years ago in Humans
60 is the New 22
Who knew? It only took me 41 years. I started college in 1980 after a gap year. I had to pay my own way. My father swore he’d happily pay for college — but only if I became a dentist. Yes, the career choice he made for me was that specific and the straw man he built was that flimsy. I know Dad; if I’d taken him up on his offer and become a biology major on a path to dental school, he’d have found a reason not to pay.
By Barbara Andres4 years ago in Humans




