humanity
For better or for worse, relationships reveal the core of the human condition.
Early On
I rounded the corner and saw her sitting there, and then noticed she had already arranged the chairs across the table from each other, the appropriate distance. She smiled big when she saw me, "Oh my gosh HI CARS." I slowed my walk and approached one chair I assume she had set aside. "Hello!! Wow Hi. Oh man this is wild haha," I said gently. She gave me her warmest smile, "I wanna hug you but I feel like we shouldn't."
By Carson Stone5 years ago in Humans
How A Bottle Became My Therapist
It's been four years since I've even thought of a man as being anything other than invisible, let alone thought about dating one of them. I've gotten really good at being on my own, and I'm truly happy about that. The only reason I decided to be single in the first place was because I needed to know what it was like to be on my own. I needed to know who I was and what I wanted.
By Emily Bartlett5 years ago in Humans
Is Everyone Sipping On Haterade These Days?
“Have you ever met a hater doing better than you? Me neither” — Unknown After publishing hundreds of articles about entrepreneurship, writing, and of course, freelance nursing over the last bit of time, I’ve learned a lot.
By Rick Martinez5 years ago in Humans
I Apologise for the Human Race
The freedom space offers is vast and all encompassing, composed of galactic orange nebulas, nonsensical constellations and the ever enticing simple star. Our star, although considered to be enormous by humanity, is actually quite small in the greater scheme of things. Considering this, it’s a marvel we matter at all.
By Ruby Barber-McLeod5 years ago in Humans
What Does It Mean To Be Free???
I was standing on the medium in the middle of the street waiting patiently for the red light to change, for a slight second I began to day dream until I heard a man singing passionately .... his window was rolled down, and for a quick second I thought to myself he has no idea how free he is. Why did I make this assumption based purely off a brief moment knowing nothing about his life's experiences? Well I was waiting to cross the street toting a bag with a plastic container previously purchased at Dollar Tree filled with hot water I got at the Quik Trip gas station. The hot water was used to bathe with ... you see I'm homeless living out of my storage unit and the door locks at 10pm so in order for me to wash my body I had to walk 5-7 mins to local store so usually I'm in a hurry to cross the street depending upon traffic, fill up my container and make it back before the door locks. This is an everyday routine along with sitting at Panera as I am doing at this very moment utilizing the internet to apply for jobs, assistance, write etc. Fast forward, on pure FAITH I relocated to another state knowing no one and I didn't have a job set in place cause I honestly didn't think it would be difficult attaining one once I arrived. Again, pure FAITH. So far I've been here three months going on four, once the money ran out staying at an hotel I had no choice but to think fast and come up with a solution so I wouldn't be sleeping outside especially due to frigid weather. Pause! When I see this man pull up singing all I can think is he's soooooooo free and he has no idea how bound I felt especially standing in that particular moment. I walked across the street while the tears fell. My heart was filled with grief just the experience being homeless and having to survive every minute of every second of every day. It can be traumatizing if you're not mentally stable enough to grasp the struggles of it all. You see, it was a Friday or Saturday night honestly I couldn't remember because I feel like I'm just existing not living so my days & time tend to run together. As I walked back to my storage unit I cried out to GOD praying emotions all over the place just in turmoil with my entire life. I stepped out on FAITH to work in outreach to assist people in this exact place in their life, and here I was actually living it. I know it's crazy to imagine a plan you had set to turn out being the exact opposite of what you originally set out to do but that's life and what the journey is all about.
By Bluejaye Manifest5 years ago in Humans
Whirlwind of Eager F*ck Ups
I don’t talk about polyamory very much, because I learned a long time ago that my relationships function a lot better when I keep them to myself. Not to say that I am hiding anything, more just that scrutiny from the public into my personal life is completely unnecessary and I have no obligation to anyone to engage in it. Of course, I care about visibility and normalization of polyam relationships, but what I do not want is every single monogamy-centric-hetero-cis-normative-busy-body-Dr.-Phil-watching-armchair-therapist asking me questions like, “Which one is your real partner?” Or even more cringe-worthy, “Your husband let’s you do that?” There is a myriad of awful horrible questions that people who have only ever been exposed to the idea that monogamy as the only way that a healthy relationship can flourish, feel the right to ask polyam people. Set aside the lie that one must be in a romantic relationship to be happy and live a fulfilling life in the first place, because it too. is bullshit. Romantics should be an addition to your fulfillment, not the road to it.
By Paige Graffunder5 years ago in Humans
Dear Mom,
Dear mom, Full disclosure, I’m really emotional while writing this and it’s going to come off like one of my famous rants, and maybe it is, but just buckle up. Ever since I was in third grade taping angry letters to community center doors about the ‘unfairness’ of not letting nonmember children play on the center’s playground after hours like some sort of tiny, demented version of Martin Luther, you knew I had a flare for the dramatic.
By Bria Chaffin5 years ago in Humans
Why Wait?
As I was growing up, I intuitively knew to keep a balanced and harmonious lifestyle in whatever way I could. I based my success in that endeavor as a level of satisfaction with my current feelings. My judgement for how I was developing and performing was and still is based on disciplining my experiences from the inside out. Even though I was consistently active physically, I also found time to test my mental to micromovement reactions with video games or rest my spirit by watching TV. Some people believe that TV is a bad influence no matter what you watch but deep within I know that it depends on the subject of the objective perspective you look at in ANY situation we experience. The only reason I’ve found making that true is that polarities exist in repelling planes. This means that whereever we can find something we don’t like— that makes us feel bad within, then we can find the repelled plane of that to feel well. It’s as if the bad side of it exists on a invisible string connected to the good side. Once we can see that is always present, we begin to see past the ‘good’ and ‘bad’ to experience an essence of existence. As I became more knowledgeable of self, I began to want to engage that same spark in ways that are stereotypically looked at as detrimental. In this thinking and approach I found that Life equates to math in the sense that the truth of whatever the subject is will align with common sense and logic or add up to the right ‘number’. This brought me to the 2 questions: “How do we share this existence without access to the same knowledge that the most intelligent revolutionaries of history had access to in their lifetime?” and “Why don’t more people access this ability more frequently if it can benefit us so?”.
By Clyde Harris III5 years ago in Humans
Thanks Ladies
So normally I write privately because it helps in my recovery and I feel like I kind of have a knack for it you could say. I mean I feel like I do at least, grammatically not so much. But I wrote this as I feel like I am so out of touch with the world but yet so in tune. Now being a 31 year old recovering drug addict who lost everything including his own dignity and it feels as if the entire world hates me but I truly have no idea why. I mean I already know that being trapped in an environment of ruthless, drug fueled, complete disregard and such ignorance into living feeling hopeless and forgotten about. It's so crazy to think I was living from hotel to hotel, a backpack boy, walking all over the city, and If I wasn't walking, I was working for a guy who still owes me money, but still working essentially for free, still working. I always was instilled growing up to work.
By Anthony Grassi5 years ago in Humans
