Teenage years
You Can Have Your Cake... and Shove it in Your Monster's Face Too
Dear Diary, I have these issues because I am a control freak. Well that is what Counselor Kelly told me. She had me take a long test to basically reveal my deepest secrets. Joke's on her. I knew what she was up to and gave the answers she expected but I didn't accentuate on the gravity of my issues. I wasn't about to be put in an insane asylum.
By Amber Boedeker5 years ago in Confessions
Confessions of a Senior Class Trip
The year was 1988 and I won the lotto. Well, for a newly turned 18 year old it was like winning the lotto after my name was drawn as one of a limited number of high school seniors able to participate in a multi-school class trip from Cedar Rapids, Iowa to New York City. I was excited (nervous) to go, my first real travel to territories unknown!
By Amy Lovelynn5 years ago in Confessions
Unraveled
A four year old girl hunkers in the dark corner of her closet, clutching her cat Max tightly. Her parents are at each other's throats, again. She sobs silently into the cat's soft brindle fur. The cat moves uncomfortably in the girl's arms, but he doesn't run. Even as the girl sinks her face deep into the cat's side, as though she could somehow escape the hell of her surroundings by doing so, Max patiently stays put.
By SempiternalSoul5 years ago in Confessions
The First Meme I Made
Respect was always a two-way road for me, I reciprocated others actions. Since I was overstimulated and the environment wasn't challenging me, I found a lot of time to fight with the adults of my high school educational system. I wasn't winning in anything.
By The Passionate Autistic5 years ago in Confessions
The Sloth in a Blink of an Eye
Waking up to sloths. Lingering on the present confused on where to go in life. Seeing the future ahead of me but unknown to where to start. Results to distraction and separation from the world around me. Look through the phone in search for something motivating. Time goes by as the average person does, you struggle to find the push and drive to keep going. You look over the wants and goals that were created reignite the fire within yourself. No solution is built and the fire or motivation created only lasts for a short period of time.
By The Kind Quill5 years ago in Confessions
Hawai'i Memories
The sun beat down, bright and warm. The salty sea air enveloped me in stagnant humidity. Little waves lapped against the vaguely sandy lava rock several yards away from me, and palm trees crowned every surface that could be interpreted as a horizontal line. When people describe the spring in Hawaii as paradise on earth, theyโre not lying. It definitely is. Itโs also really hot. However, if you saw the subdued form of a 13-year-old me on the beach that day, youโd think I was in a miserable place on a cold day. Thereโs a photo somewhere, probably buried in a photo album in my parentsโ house, of me sitting on that beach in Kona, Hawaii, with my knees pulled against my chest, one towel wrapped around my legs like a skirt, and another wrapped around my shoulders like a blanket, and with my arms crossed over my stomach, covering as much of me as possible. I look cold, maybe ill. Either way, I look miserable. But I wasnโt cold or sick. Aside from a minor cut on my foot that I got from tripping on a lava rock while trying to take a photo of a sea turtle earlier that day, I was in great health.
By Olive5 years ago in Confessions
Confession of Something Stupid
Dear Evan, For this part on leadership I am using a story which I like to call, Confession. Hope you enjoy. โI just donโt know about that,โ replied Brad as he leaned back in his chair. Cushions tied to the black, wrought iron were surprisingly soft and comfortable.
By V. H. Eberle5 years ago in Confessions
A Wonderful Feeling!
It was Sanjayโs first year at his new school in Nagpur, India. His father worked for the Central Government and every few years he would get a transfer and the family would move with him. Sanjay was anxious about his board exams at the end of the school year. Grade 10 would not be easy but he was looking forward to completing it. His class had 32 boys and 14 girls.
By Anshuman Kumar5 years ago in Confessions
And just like that
I knew I was attracted to both sexes when I was 7 years old when I was in 1st grade. I even recall my first guy crushes. Their names were Michael Thornton, Zack Killian, and Cody something his last name escapes me (Especially Michael Thornton woo Jesus) but I recall telling myself that I didnโt (in kid speak) "like them like them" and I recall my rationale being something like telling myself I adored them for being entertaining and nice and cool, but clearly, I couldn't put my finger on it because that terminology wasn't available to me yet at that age and as I grew older, I would tell myself that I didnโt want guys I just noticed if they "looked good". Like how girls can/are allowed to acknowledge if other girls look good and still be straight. There was lots of self-loathing, self-doubt, confusion, denial, loneliness, etc. I recall some nights begging god crying to make me normal and saying I would do ANYTHING if he would just make me "normal". The feeling of being the only one, the fear of being shunned by my family, friends, school teachers, peers, etc. And the list goes on and on and on because at that age I didnโt know there were millions like me out there it felt like I was the only one, and I thought I was going to hell because of what I had learned in church my entire life, and that scared me to death, etc.
By James Eli5 years ago in Confessions
