humanity
For better or for worse, relationships reveal the core of the human condition.
Speak Up
A kind word aptly spoken may be the very token that a single soul needed and pleaded for all through last night. Listen to such intuition and pay close attention to that still, tiny voice. At the end of the day it is your choice, yes. But, when you lay your head down on your pillow for nightly repose, will you swallow regret for not speaking up? Or, for not heeding your darling intuition? Whether you are in the darkest alleyway or Waffle House eating pancakes, make no mistake. Listen and heed, thereby doing yourself and others no ill misdeed.
By Rowan Finley 5 years ago in Humans
Everything
I thought about this question, what I'm I thankful for? At first what surfaced was the everyday stuff, you know. Like having both parents, supportive family, my health and well as you can imagine the list goes on endlessly. Who knew, right? That 2020 would bring everything to a halt. A Pandemic of a killer virus know as Corona put a stop to our "normal" everyday life. I mean the entire world stopped. No school, all business closed indefinitely, and all humans quarantined. I think I just described a futuristic film made in the early 90s about world catastrophes but no, this truly is happening in real time. I am in it; we all are and the unknow is more certain than what anybody truly knows about what is going on.
By Lotus Tara5 years ago in Humans
Apartment 413
December 4, 2020 Who would have thought we would have made it this far already this year? I can’t believe Christmas is upon us and it is December fourth already. Just Monday I celebrated another year of life, turning 26. I thought once I got to my late twenties I would start freaking out, but the reality of it is that it is jut a number. What I am more concerned with is feeling good about myself and living a healthy life. If I feel good as I progress in this life, everything else is just part of the journey. Just trying to get a little better than before and living a full life.
By Melanie Guajardo5 years ago in Humans
BC's True Nature
I feel the pull beginning at my wrist and setting into my shoulder. The brute strength of the puppy at the end of his leash, bounding happily from scent to scent identifying every dog that has walked through before. As he settles on the perfect place to empty his bladder, I take in the scenery around me. At a glance, the bold greens camouflage the underlying scars set deep in the dirt. Manmade trails accumulated between the layers of regrowth, greenery that can swallow a man whole. Evidence of the life fighting to survive, tracks laying silent now, but once were screams. Recreating the history of a life that is lived by a civilization of transients, most not lucky enough to escape the woods.
By Zoe Henriksen5 years ago in Humans
A Different Language
Every word that I speak feels foreign to me. Almost unnatural. Even as I speak, I second-guess all of it, wondering if I have articulated what I said properly. I have been told countless times how good of a listener I am, but I almost never say that it's probably because I never know what to say. Or, maybe it was really that I never knew how to say it. When I do decide to open my mouth and respond, every possible question runs through my mind. Did I say the right thing? Should I have been more gentle? Did they no longer like me because of what I said? Yet, I thrive being around people. For so long, I feared being alone more than I cared to admit, but the times when I am alone, makes me appreciate when I am with others. It is just that I have never been able to say, in my voice, how hard it actually is for me to communicate in a way that everyone else seems to do so effortlessly.
By Jazmine Brewer5 years ago in Humans
Terminally Empathetic
I used to think the it was good that I felt so much empathy for other people. It wasnt until well into my 20's that I noticed the empathy I felt was much more intense than that of those around me. I used to think it kept me grounded, it made me think twice about doing things I shouldn't. I would think about how my actions would affect others, and act accordingly.
By Crystal Nicole5 years ago in Humans
Another Day
Today is Thursday. Another day of the week. Or, as some might put it, another day closer to the weekend. It can be easy to get caught up in this round and round cycle of weeks and days. Especially during these times when things aren't exactly normal. It can be easy to get lulled to sleep in our routines and our daily lives. So much so that eventually we wake up and lost three years of our lives.
By Connor Warman5 years ago in Humans
The Houseplant
He first saw her on the clearance rack. Four ninety-nine; a golden pothos in a ceramic pot. His eyes held a recognition of beauty. The cashier scanned her between a pint of Ben & Jerry’s and a large Red Baron. He carefully loaded her into his car, then left the other groceries in the back seat as he brought her into the apartment. He stood between the kitchen and living room areas of his studio apartment for a few seconds before putting her over the sink on the windowsill.
By Noah Thomas5 years ago in Humans
Grief is Like my Toxic Ex
Ah, Grief, there you are again! About 1.5 years ago, I lost my younger sister to an opioid overdose. She had been struggling with addiction for years. My family is lucky enough to have had the financial means to send her amazing recovery centers and outpatient treatments. She had all the family support in the world, and she was unbelievably loved by her friends. However, no amount of money, love, or support could help my intelligent and goofy sister who so desperately wanted to get better. After buying and using drugs that were unknowingly laced with fentanyl, she overdosed and passed away. Before this dreadful and traumatic day, I had a happy and simple life. Grief flipped my world onto its head.
By Margaret Hunt5 years ago in Humans
Listen To me, Listen To Us.
Why don’t people ever listen? Is it hard hearing right from wrong, maybe yes or no, or is it just hard hearing period? As a female, it’s hard getting your point across to people who do not listen or always talk over you. Like shut up and let me talk, I’ve heard you talk nonsense since the beginning.
By LaRubyan bailey5 years ago in Humans
Little Space
No, I'm not talking about a literal space and it's small. You're funny. For those of you who know what little space is, it's a sort of personality. For some people, it's a permanent. For people like Jayson and I, it's temporary. For me, it's where my brain sometimes(usually in more private spaces like my room) tells me to talk and act like a 5 year old child. My words start being lisped and I sound like a man-baby, and I put my two fingers together as if I'm being "awkward".
By Justin Morales5 years ago in Humans
