Friendship
My Friends Think I’m Petty
My small group of friends fell apart on June 7th, 2021, when we got infected with COVID-19. Why we fell apart wasn’t because of health, though. We were lucky. Nobody died, ended up in the hospital, or got long COVID. We’ve all gone back to our normal lives, jobs and hobbies, even working out.
By Taru Anniina Liikanen4 years ago in Confessions
I Am Still Looking For You
For years I have been trying to write a novel. I have only high school level knowledge in writing, so I am constantly doubting myself. I get up to 100s of pages only to scrap most of it and start over again. It was becoming habitual to the point I realized I needed to change if I was ever going to finish at least one novel. My constant obstacle is myself. I worry my story lines make no sense, I wonder if I am lacking in details or over explains and I know for sure my grammar is atrocious, so I am constantly beating myself up, but what is the point of that if I don't know what to beat myself up about. My fiancé, who is an artist in a different pursuit (comedy), suggested that I join a writing community. He explained how networking and immersing himself with like-minded individuals helped him to hone his skills and pave his steps forward. I thought I too could benefit from artistic camaraderie. It was a brilliant idea and I still think he is write. I don't believe anyone is truly self made. Everyone needs help along the way at one point or another. However, there were issues to overcome and my journey is not over yet.
By E. J. Strange4 years ago in Confessions
What I learned from the murder of Phil Masterson
I’ll never forget the phone call I answered, mid-morning on a weekday, in the fall of 2011. It was the day after Labor Day, and I’d spent the weekend trying to ignore my looming sense of dread. I blamed my pregnant brain—I was eight months along—and got back to the daily grind. Until I got the call.
By Ashley Herzog4 years ago in Confessions
Finding Me
I begin this story with one of the darkest times in my life. It was an incident that made me alter the entirety of myself. Life hadn’t been great, I had an abusive mother (Bio-ma), an abusive husband, but when I was not around either person, I knew who I was. I was a happy person who loved life. I escaped the mother by running into the arms of the husband, and I escaped the husband by accepting he might kill me, and I was all right with that, but I got out alive, and the person I was when I was no-where near the orbit of those people, came to the fore and I lived, loved, life.
By Karen Eastland 4 years ago in Confessions
My International Friends
"Friends", such a nice and beautiful word it is. No blood relation, no profit involvement, not from one place still one gives his life to save another's. A friend is one of the few people who will stand beside you from your first date to your baby's delivery.
By Ansuman 4 years ago in Confessions
When Hope Never Dies
Minutes turned into hours, eventually turning into days and months. Their conversations became silent, she hasn't seen his face in so long. This man she loved so deeply, is slowly becoming a stranger. Her heart is still gaping, aching for him just like the day he said goodbye. The pain has not subsided, despite her prayers for relief.
By Malani Arnold4 years ago in Confessions
Me Again
When you have a child, your world changes for both good and bad. Good because you never realized you could love someone so much, and you have a wonderful little miracle to hold in your arms. Bad because without even realizing it, you’ve given up your life as you knew it – it’s no longer yours. You’re now a mom.
By Amanda4 years ago in Confessions
A Hidden Enemy can sometimes do you more Favours than a Friend
A Hidden Enemy In astrology is a 12th house matter, this section of the horoscope is also known as the House of Sorrow, Isolation and Self-Undoing. It represents a blind spot in our lives - an energy that, no matter how hard we try, seems to constantly slip through our fingers. Because we struggle to consciously connect with and materialize the energy, any attempt to manifest it often gets us into trouble.
By Pamella Richards4 years ago in Confessions
I’m Falling For My Best Friend & I Don’t Know What To Do About It
Let me preface this by saying, first and foremost, that I won’t be saying his name. Only that he’s my best friend and one of the greatest people I have ever known. He’s an amateur filmmaker with a love for funkos, the MCU, and Star Wars and he’s one of the sweetest, biggest dorks I’ve ever met.
By Roxan Alfonso4 years ago in Confessions
