humanity
For better or for worse, relationships reveal the core of the human condition.
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I grew up in the Bay Area of California. Everyone is usually too busy or too entitled for an act of kindness. It's the kind of place where most people cannot seem to return a simple smile. As a little girl, I always tried to share a smile. That was something that quickly died into a head nod or I would simply just pretend I didn't see them. Something you'll notice if you live there or visit, everyone will often walk by you on their phones or eyes forward as if they were some well-tanned zombies. Something that changed when I moved to Portland Oregon.
By Crystal Traver5 years ago in Humans
A Small Act of Kindness
The sound of laughter filled the air, as well as the pungent smell of chlorine. A small ball bobbled along, followed by a young girl clutching a pool noodle to keep afloat. Her right hand gripped the side of the pool for help, occasionally reaching forward to grab the ball, but her fingers just brushed the side as it floated just out of reach. The girl was determined, and with a mighty push, the ball was secured in her arms. She laughed happily, grinning at her cousin, who was nearby, keeping an eye on her. The young girl turned and spotted her mother taking her baby brother into the kiddie pool, where she noticed another little girl, not much bigger than her little brother, playing quietly with her dad. The young girl tossed her ball out of the pool, and pulled herself out after it, struggling as her pool noodle got in the way. Once she had dragged herself from the water, she padded over to the kiddie pool and hopped in beside her mum.
By Emma-lee Howarth5 years ago in Humans
Postmortem Monologue
When you're born poor and you're raised poor and you succeed to the standards of a family who couldn't care less about you, you stay poor. At least, that's how I always thought of it. It took me years to realize I had success in my hands, written all within my muscles and growing in my mind. When I finally understood what I was capable of creating, it was too late.
By Melissa Marie5 years ago in Humans
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The hardest part of trying to heal is that you constantly get bullied into who you used to be; in my case, I left my first love and mother of my kids, and since then I have become a whole different version of me, three years now, and though everything surrounding me shows my growth, to her, me leaving the marriage will always be who I am and what I do. At first this was incredibly frustrating, but as time went by, I realized that no explanation, no showing, no type of conversation will ever make her perception of me any different, I left for a man, I am now a hoe, I am man-crazy, d6ck hungry, horrible mother, because I chose something unconventional. When you choose to work on yourself, when you focus on healing and becoming a better version of yourself, people get mad, because why are you seeking what they cannot understand?
By Lucinet Luna - The Author 5 years ago in Humans
Part Savage, Part Sissy, Some Thoughts, All Reality
I have never shared this info about myself to anyone before and if you knew me you would find it shocking if i did. I am what you would call the epitome of the "bad boy" style you might fid in a movie. If you brought me home to your parents they wouldn't approve from the sight of me unless they were drug dealers or criminals themselves.I am not proud of it or trying to pretend so i have that image to people because i think girls would be into it. The simple fact is it is just who I am by default and I will corrupt and of the girls that see my 6ft 3in tall,skinny ass smoking a cigarette in my leather jacket and all black clothes with knuckle tattoos that read "Lost Soul" and they get that thought of wanting to save me or live on the wild side. Just to give an idea of how crazy my life has been i am going to share a few things about my past that are 100% true and have lead me deeper into the darkness of the bad boy lifestyle.
By will dream5 years ago in Humans
Forever people in a temporary world. Temporary people in disposable world.
We can't sustain disposable things and relationships these days. It's bad for the planet and our mental health. Imagine meeting someone, falling for them fast, because they're so well trained in making you feel good with them. They know exactly what to do, great in bed, attentive whilst you around them, caring, just great. They make you feel so good, like you've met your soulmate. On the superficial level, they're just amazing. But you notice that you can't really connect with them on the deeper level, at this point you're not worried, you think there is a rest of your lives together to do that.
By Iwona Galise5 years ago in Humans
