humanity
For better or for worse, relationships reveal the core of the human condition.
Turning the Pages
Myra was a 21-year-old college student at the University of Grand Rapids. Myra was a lost, and wayward soul that was hoping to find herself by leaving all of her friends and family behind. She moved thousands of miles from her family to a place where she was not acquainted with anyone. The horrible irony was that she wanted to learn more about herself by moving away from everything and everyone she ever knew. Myra wanted to turn the page to a new, albeit blank, chapter of her life. The blankness of the future pages were both exciting and terrifying. Myra was the type of person that wanted control over everything in her life and this unknown expanse before her was new and exhilarating, but also heart-poundingly horrifying.
By Carrie Harviel5 years ago in Humans
Back at It
Lately I've been feeling so many things at once it’s like I've been spinning for a week straight. I haven't had the energy to write or even come up with anything to write about. Mostly because after six weeks of not working, I went back to work. It's been a wonderful experience so far though, as exhausted as I am, I feel good about my decision to go back. I feel a sense of accomplishment that I wasn't feeling before.
By Tabitha White5 years ago in Humans
The Boy, The Book, and The Bay
Don't ask me where I came from. I could tell you I was created many years ago by an old sorcerer in a dusty attic. I could say that some greater power, a magnificent entity bound my pages and sent me here for reasons that cannot be understood by men's simple minds. Or perhaps that I have just always been; no before. No, do not ask me where I came from. It is much simpler to accept that it does not matter my origins, only that I am here.
By Claire Mackey5 years ago in Humans
Little Black Book
You truly never know what you’re going to find in New York City. I had been down on my luck for quite some time. This city is expensive, and I only work a crappy retail job that’s barely enough to pay my bills. I found myself living paycheck to paycheck with no immediate end in sight.
By Deonte Fisher5 years ago in Humans
New Glasses
Dear diary, I think I typically handle the disrespect and poor leadership at my workplace with more grace; I traverse the unmet expectations of parenting broken narcissists with less hostility; I battle the rigors of losing my focus with tenacity. The past few days, however, my soul has hurt. I feel battered and concerned my bruises are exposed to my audience.
By Caleb Baker5 years ago in Humans
Pay it forward, Pass it on
This past year has been a trying one for most people on so many levels and to so many degrees. Physical, mental and financial hardships seem to be the norm and the general mood of gloom and doom still hangs in the air. I had my own share of struggles this past year - including the sudden and unexpected death of my children’s father. But, in the midst of all of the chaos, I managed to find my joy and solace in helping others every day, AND committed to journaling it. Sickness, grief and life, however, interfered and ultimately I ended up with 233 acts of kindness - instead of the 365 I had planned. But still, it was more than half my goal and even my kids thought it was kind of cool to read and reflect on. I learned that even the smallest acts of kindness can change someone’s world, even if it’s just your own.
By Janine McCollum 5 years ago in Humans






