humanity
For better or for worse, relationships reveal the core of the human condition.
Self-Care and 'Baywatching'
2017 was the hardest year of my life. I accepted a job that, though it paid more, it also moved me more than 90 minutes from my support system of friends and family. I was given a nearly impossible task, I had to turn around an entire business and I had to do it while also learning how to actually do the job. It’s a job from my field so I wasn’t completely unprepared but it came to involve far more than my typical skill set.
By Sean Patrick4 years ago in Humans
Home Improvement and the Traumatized Mind
Even after recovery, PTSD can continue to make itself known for years after an episode of violence occurs. Case in point, I recently moved to a house that’s a bit of a fixer-upper. Excited to finally own my own place, I bought a pressure washer to take off some of the grime that had accumulated from the surrounding forest over the years. Admittedly, it’s pretty noisy and so I limit its use to an hour once every two or three weeks. Even so, on two occasions I’ve been accosted by a neighbor who lives across the canyon. He bursts through our gate, screaming at me to stop immediately—and forever. This individual refuses to accept my apologies and will consider no compromise.
By Dr. Tim Lewis4 years ago in Humans
Down the Beaten Path
As a child, we all have our own little fantasy on how our future into adulthood will turn out. We will never stop dancing in the rain. Barefoot and fearless will always burn in our heart's desire. Nobody will ever dim that part of us! We will be damn sure to not sacrifice our passions and happiness for the sake of anyone. We will not become lost on the never changing cycle of the mundane destined to crash and burn with unhappiness just like our parents did, right? But, then we do get older. Our passion for voicing the fire in our veins eventually becomes mute through every trauma experienced along the way. Then before you know it, you're in your twenties and suddenly you have stopped slaying dragons while dodging explosions in your hallway on the way to your nightly shower. There's no more magic peppering your ceiling while you lay awake waiting to be transported into the alternate crime fighting universe of your dreams. You fear dancing in the rain because the storms bring lightning. It's at this point that we stop fighting to live and start fighting to survive. Fear has now engulfed the magic of what could be. Snuffing out the very essence of life. The impending doom of being forced to live the same exact day over and over again further being forced down into the black abyss our younger selves swore we would never go.
By Surviving3minis 4 years ago in Humans
Are You Relying On Friends To Help Your Passion?. Top Story - July 2022.
I know I am. It’s almost impossible not to when you’re first starting an endeavor. I’m not sure how reliable my friends are when it comes to my art, though. I don’t want to sound like I’m ungrateful or that they don’t support me, because I feel the love, but I know that they don’t always have time. I don’t always have the money to support my friends that are trying to get a business started.
By Joshua Reed4 years ago in Humans
The Disability Spectrum & Why It Matters
Disability is often seen as a binary “check yes or no” matter - either you’re disabled or you’re not. This simply isn’t the case, and recognizing that there are so many different variations of disabilities - even for one individual from day to day - is an important step toward cultivating a world with true inclusivity, equity, and accessibility.
By Aston Martinez 4 years ago in Humans
Taurus Rising: A Half-Glaswegian Bigyin Gurns Aboot His Influential, Idolised, Immortalised Granda
Right from the start, I knew I was special. Granted, this notion was merely inferred in the wee years of my story, though a certain father figure, one who had a profound effect on the person I became, made sure I knew it.
By Orion J. Zed4 years ago in Humans
Morning melancholy
I fucking get advice from here and there. Do I ever listen well I take it with a grain of salt. At this moment in time and space I wish I had taken advice. Feeling foolish, blind, and in love I hung on. Even when my body and mind were against it. I hung on for dear life in hopes that he would see how much I loved him and would I guess maybe change his ways. I know better than to try to change anyone I do not know why I hung on for so long. He just had a grip on me. I have a bad habit of falling hard for these undeserving men. The typical cliche toxic relationships woman falls hard for man. Man is ungrateful and woman feels unappreciated then speaks about it man gets angry, says it’s her fault then Denys anything he does gaslighting her to think she is crazy. After this point in the relationship you feel so fucking drained and weak and undeserving of what little love he is willing to throw at you. He would not even argue with me that’s how much of his energy was spent on me. Nothing. Ignoring anything I ever said. I fell in love with the man because he used to say he loved that I talked and he would listen. It got to a point where I could see it in his eyes he never wanted me there, he couldn’t wait for me to go. Let me tell you it was the worst feeling in the world. If I could get any insight from a man why he would stay with someone that he could not stand being around it would help me with closure. It made me think of the “water experiment”, conducted by Dr. Masaru Emoto. He had 3 flasks with rice and water. The first one he spoke wonderful words, the second one he spoke horrible words, the third was completely ignored. The worst one ended up being the ignored one. Being that we are made up of mostly water, well u can do the math. It made me feel so terrible so much worse then getting choked or hit by someone you love so much. I hear him constantly yelling obscenities all night with his boo thang. My imagination or not. I have a strong feeling it’s real, but the only thing that makes me question is. If he didn’t even put any energy into us in our relationship what makes me think he would waste his gas and time on me. My mind cannot fathom it, I must be going insane. Always expecting a different outcome.
By aysha valenzuela4 years ago in Humans
F^ck Fear
We all have fears right? Heights, Clowns, Spiders, roller coasters you name it someone's probably scared of it. But those kinds of fears aren't what I'm talking about. I'm talking about the fear of taking risks and moving forward. I'm talking about the fear of trying new things and meeting new people. I'm talking about the fear of moving on from things that hurt you. Those kinds of fears. Do you have those? I'm sure we've all had them at some point. I know I have. I'd love to tell you that I don't have any fears. I'd love to tell you that I'm afraid of nothing, I'd love to tell you that I'm perfectly content with life. But alas I'm not. I have fears just like everyone else. I have concerns about life just like you do. I'm no better or worse then anyone else. In fact I'd like to share some of my fears with you right now. I have fears surrounding dating again, and roller coasters, and death. I have many other fears in those categories but that's about as far as I'm willing to go here. But in this moment I'd like to pose a question to you. What if your fear is the thing you want the most? What if you have to face your fear in order to achieve peace in life? What if the thing your scared of is what you never knew you always needed in life?
By Amanda Nicole4 years ago in Humans










