humanity
The real lives of businessmen, professionals, the everyday man, stay at home parent, healthy lifestyle influencers, and general feel good human stories.
Summer of 78
In my youth in British Columbia, I loved to snorkel in ocean waters. Much of my time was spent when I prepared to attend private school, snorkelling under the White Rock Pier in all sorts of weather. During my youth, crabs were still plentiful around the White Rock Pier and in the rugged breakwater that protected it.
By Bruce Curle `4 years ago in Journal
Turning It Off
I don't really do anything for me, you know? I don't work out just to feel better, I do it because I feel like the world perceives people a certain way. I don't eat healthy so I can live longer, I do it because I think stuffing my face with a 1,000 calorie meal isn't what people consider "disgusting". Life doesn't start like this, it starts really simple enough; you are born with no idea what the hell is going on. Truthfully, that sounds absolutely amazing. No cares, no wants, no needs (other than food and water, and of course a clean diaper). Now you flip that narrative and you are 80 years old and you can feel consciousness slip away from every nerve of your brain until you are left with nothing to remember, kind of like being a newborn.
By Xavier Moreno-Sanchez4 years ago in Journal
Patiently Waiting
Relationships whether new or old will take work to make it work. I haven't written in a while because my life feels like it got sucked into a vortex of non-stop craziness. That I could never catch a breath or stop from crying with this whole custody battle. I am forever grateful I made it out of my domestic violence situation because my sister didn't. Many women don't. I have voluntarily remained in trauma counseling and seeing a psychiatrist. They help me heal from it all. Despite all the negative stigmatism from mental help, for me, it truly helps. I fully encourage others to seek that same support if needed. I was deprived of love and affection. When I felt ready to start a relationship I rejected any physical touch, any emotional support, anything good because I didn't know how to embrace it. How to acknowledge that I was allowed something good for once.
By Scarlett Price4 years ago in Journal
The Escape
Being active is a requirement in life. Whether it was sports, cooking lessons, or playing an instrument, every moment, there was something. And once Father Time became more apparent during adolescence, the world kept us busy with drama, war, sex, and obscure views of the truth. A lesser mind would crumble, but for those that pay attention, we escape.
By Melissa Barabin5 years ago in Journal
Fifty jobs and counting
Job number 26 was fucking crazy. I worked in a call center around September and October helping people order Halloween costumes online. I used a computer operating system that you would expect to see in the year 1995 and when I worked there it was 2017. The operating system was black and green and white, and super complicated. The company also had really screwed up sizes so everyone kept calling to return their costumes and get bigger sizes and bitch at me for trying to help them out. I got yelled at the closer it was to Halloween and it made me realize why I buy all my costumes at a store so I can attempt to try them on, or just wear a mask and call it good.
By Luke Simpson 5 years ago in Journal
Grasping at shards
After eighteen months of covid lock-downs, the delivery of packages of varying sizes, shapes and sense, no longer excites me. For instance, last week I received an electric shaver for de-pilling my lounge chair. It was good to remove all those odd little nubbins and threads that build up over time, but the delivery of the de-piller provoked no joy, neither did the humane mouse traps, which were in fact much more essential.
By Jude Russell5 years ago in Journal
What's Happening To Me?
There are things going on with me. I’m not certain what they all are, only that they exist in abundance. I feel that if they don’t stop something in my mind and/or my body may harden forever because it’s so tight. Even if they harden into diamonds, I’m not sure I will want that.
By Julie L Hodges5 years ago in Journal







