fact or fiction

Is it a fact or is it merely fiction? Fact or Fiction explores relationship myths and truths to get your head out of the clouds and back into romantic reality.

Subtle Rebellion
When things don’t go right, people often rebel. They may shout, leave, threaten, or even use physical weapons to do so. These types of actions are often powerful statements, regardless of whether they actually work in the long run or not.
By Snarky Lisa7 months ago in Humans
And I Still Hate Pyjamas
'Just start from the beginning. And tell me what happened.' 'It was the middle of the night. Monday. July 8th - I think. And I was in my -
By Sarah O'Grady7 months ago in Humans
I’m Not Distant — I’m Just Finally Close to Myself
“You’ve changed.” “You’ve gone quiet.” “You’re a bit distant these days.” I’ve heard all of it — from friends, family, even myself.
By Fereydoon Emami7 months ago in Humans
I Still Love Them — But I Love Myself More
Yes, I still love them. I won’t pretend I don’t. That would be dishonest. There are moments I think of them — the way they smiled, the way they made me feel seen, alive, significant.
By Fereydoon Emami7 months ago in Humans
Healing Isn’t Always Becoming Softer — Sometimes It’s Learning to Walk Away Faster
We talk about healing like it's soft. And sometimes it is—slow mornings, deep breaths, forgiveness, grace. But here’s what no one told me:
By Fereydoon Emami7 months ago in Humans
I’m Not Cold — I Just Don’t Perform Emotionally Anymore
Lately, I’ve noticed people calling me “cold.” Not with cruelty. More like confusion. They say it when I respond simply, when I don’t over-explain, when I don’t mirror their emotional urgency.
By Fereydoon Emami7 months ago in Humans
I Don’t Argue Anymore — I Just Protect My Peace
I used to argue—often. Not the loud, dramatic kind. But the kind that eats you slowly. The kind where you play mental chess at 2 a.m.
By Fereydoon Emami7 months ago in Humans
Not Everyone Deserves Access to the Healed Version of Me
There was a version of me that gave everything away. Time. Energy. Forgiveness. Presence. I stayed too long in places that depleted me, tolerated behavior that drained me, and gave the softest parts of myself to people who barely noticed.
By Fereydoon Emami7 months ago in Humans
I’m Not Angry — I’m Just Done Explaining Myself
There was a time when I narrated every emotion. I softened every "no," padded every boundary, and followed every honest decision with a speech, just to make sure no one misunderstood me.
By Fereydoon Emami7 months ago in Humans
If They Don’t Value You, Leave. Let Your Absence Speak for You.
If They Don’t Value You, Go Silent: Why Walking Away Is Stronger Than Staying People take what’s always there for granted. That’s just how it is.
By Milan Milic7 months ago in Humans
Naked Minds Shiver with the Cold feel of Heartbreak
The silence was the first thing that truly assaulted Anya. Not the quiet of a sleeping house, filled with the soft creaks and murmurs of shared breath, but a vast, echoing void. Leo had been gone for three days, and the apartment, once a vibrant canvas of their intertwined lives, now felt like a stark, white room where all the color had been drained. His side of the bed was smooth, untouched, a landscape of absence. His coffee mug, usually left on the counter, was gone. Even the faint scent of his aftershave, which used to linger in the bathroom, had dissipated, leaving behind only the sterile smell of tile cleaner.
By Kelly Munala Brookes7 months ago in Humans
"The Last Phone Call Before Death: Real Stories That Will Haunt Your Soul". AI-Generated.
Death is the greatest mystery of life. But what if, just moments before someone’s final breath, they reached out for one last conversation? What if their last words were captured in a voicemail or whispered during a phone call that neither caller nor receiver knew would be their final goodbye?
By Yousaf Khan7 months ago in Humans