humanity

For better or for worse, relationships reveal the core of the human condition.

The Pandemic
The Pandemic Everyone in distress. Attentive eyes. Confused Mind. Suspecting everyone. Vulnerable people worried to step out on their doorstep. Elderly worried as ever. Shop shelves looking empty. Empty residential areas. Faces covered in green mask. Rubbing hands with Sanitisers. Large events postponed. Online classes. Working from home. Giving up on social pleasures. When you hear a cough sound in a public place, everyone reacts to the coughing. Everyone making sure they are not near to where the cough came from.
By Thilucksiri Ramaniharan6 years ago in Humans
Blood Rushes ^w^
Today at work, my boss kindly advised me that we are able to give out food to go, after my turning a customer away. She told me I should always find a way to please the customer and that next time, I should give out food on paper plates. While she was telling me this, I felt my face turning bright red. My skin started heating up and I could tell that she noticed. Instantaneously, I turned my face the other way and avoided eye contact. In my thoughts, I tried to calm myself down, so that maybe she wouldn’t notice. When she was done giving me advice, apologised to me, saying that she may have been too harsh with her wording. This honestly is the reason I still get a little anxious before and during work. I work together with my boss, and while I’ve already been working there for a while, I always will see my boss as my superior. She’s super kind and we’re on a friendly basis, but whenever I talk to her, I become hyper aware of what I’m saying, subconsciously worrying about whether what I’m saying could offend her (and lead her to fire me— exaggerated, but that’s how it is).
By psychewme6 years ago in Humans
Reflection
It’s a cold November night in New Hampshire, there is a blizzard in full effect, and the parking lot where I am parked is fairly empty besides the few die hard people hitting the gym in this harsh weather. Having just attended the gym myself, and after getting my daily shower there, I am now hunkered down in my SUV for the night. This parking lot has pretty much become my home this winter. After being bothered by the police several times in other locations, I have found success, and a little security staying in my RAV4 outside the 24 hour gym. It’s easy to blend in here with all the other gym goers and mall employees cars being parked for long periods of time. This night is stressful though, the winter weather has called out all the city plow trucks and they are beeping, and scraping the pavement all around my vehicle. I tell myself that it will be morning soon and that as long as I can survive the night, I can make it through one more day. I stay huddled down under my mummy bag, squeezing my dog tightly, closing my eyes hard trying to stay calm and go to sleep. But tonight I can’t sleep. I feel hopeless and ashamed of my life situation. I think back on happier times when I had a home with my little girl, who is now 10 and living with my mom. I’m trying hard to hold on to being a mom by sleeping in a town an hour away from my job so I can see my daughter several nights a week, but at the end of every night I still end up here, in this parking lot, away from her.
By Nicole Sanborn6 years ago in Humans
Move Over Michelle and Barack...Here's America's First Black 'Power Couple'
When we study slavery, we do not usually consider northern slavery. After all, slavery was only a southern phenomenon, right?
By HERBERT DYER6 years ago in Humans
Love Story
“I can’t believe you would keep something like that from me. It changes everything!” “What are you talking about? And did you ever think freaking out like the way you are doing right now is maybe why I didn’t mention it?”
By Eliza Vargas6 years ago in Humans
Unpopular Opinion: Books are better than people
You know, one time I was in the airport with my parents, waiting for an good time for me to go to my gate. I study in Canada, you see, but my hometown is in Latin America, so far away from here. I had been talking to my parents when they noticed someone that they knew, a set of parents doing the same thing they were doing to me with their son, and they decided to say hello. Upon recognising the son I was immediately struck with anxiety and I did not move to say hello.
By mj6 years ago in Humans
Worth the Weight
Loving someone is different than being loved. I make exceptions for the people I love and I push away when someone shows me love. For the first time in the history of my life- I am in a space where I care for someone who cares for me, though the language is sometimes blurred I want to believe that we both are in the same space. The anxiety of loving someone new, the idea of truly being brave and baring your literal naked body to someone who could be instantly sat in regret, the constant back and forth of am I thinking about thinking about this person too much. Have I even slightly crossed their mind and if so what was it like. Then the instrumental kicks in and the answers feel like they're making sense. The beat takes over and your heart dances and slowly you scream, you don’t care and you keep screaming...then suddenly you pull back as though the secret was not spoken and does not exist.
By Grace Love6 years ago in Humans
Is bullying the result of a natural evolutionary process?
Think back to our recent history. Before electrification, most families were between eight and twelve children. This time was agricultural and rural. Early radios were battery-powered and used sparingly.
By Howard Titman6 years ago in Humans
There are no birthdays in heaven
Some things should be self-explanatory and certain issues should be elementary my dear Watson, and so simple that even a child understands. Facebook, however, is bringing out a follow the leader mentality where people post trending sayings just because someone else does it without checking the validity of what is being shared. One specific issue that continues is posts where dead people are wished a happy heavenly birthday.
By Cheryl E Preston6 years ago in Humans
The Shared Dilemma of Extroverts.
Ever wonder about people who seem to be fitting in the society but yet are in deep water to fiddle with the people around them? I guess, no. and why though? Because to my awe, we always talk about people who are homebodies that struggle to socially adjust in the society. Whilst completely rejecting another important aspect of reality, we only address people with introverted persona and their strategies to cope up with the stress of social adjustment. Fortunately, as a socially interactive person and believing on that, a very extrovert, I know how meaningful it is for one to have social skills. In spite of that, I am also aware of how much it actually takes for even a live wire to manage engaging into a society that is unquestionably miles apart from their personality.
By Hareem Syed6 years ago in Humans
Feeling I try to Ignore
I won't lie I I'm not sure why I doing this but do you know when they say sometimes the best person to talk to people you don't know at all I guess I'm trying this right now.
By Ash Jo6 years ago in Humans
One Month Homefree – A Recap of Life on the Streets of West Los Angeles
There are a lot of things I don’t have these days, but I’ve never been short on follow-through. In January, I committed to finally give up the comforts of housing to experience what life would be like for me as one of the tens of thousands of homeless in Los Angeles.
By Cassie Thompson6 years ago in Humans