humanity

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

Alienated
You ever get the feeling that you are from another planet? Like you just don’t belong here? I do. I get that feeling all the time. I just don’t belong where I am at. I think in another language. I feel as if this air I breathe is too tight.
By Zy Ware9 years ago in Humans
I Believe in the Unsaid
We have all found those moments where we find ourselves either sitting staring at the wall hoping for the other person to say anything, anything at all, during a conversation. I have found myself in this instance almost on a daily basis. However, I have also found myself more capable of drawing conclusions about the environment around me. I expected my grandmother died after days of hospice when I saw the hearse roll by my high school after school one autumn evening. I also predicted future relations amongst my friends based on the aura and body language. With this skill, my 6th sense, I have found myself in a place of never ending the silence. Even if I knew I was right, society expects everything now to be kept quiet. One step over the line such as knowing another classmate's third-hour class, or remembering someone's birthday that isn't related to you could cost anyone the label of "stalker."
By Katryna Weingart9 years ago in Humans
Toxic Relationships
In today’s world, people view relationships very immaturely. The thing is if you are not happy being single then when you are in a relationship that unhappiness is going to come out in different ways. Being in a relationship will not be the cure for your unhappiness, as the most important thing is to be happy with yourself.
By S P9 years ago in Humans
A Personal Definition of Crazy
Now I have to admit; the term 'crazy' can be misconstrued in many different ways. What is it to be considered crazy? We each have our own subjective way of deciding which person seems deserving of this word with little to no actual meaning behind it. Is “crazy” just another societal term that places people into a bubble, or is it an actual problematic trait that can be proven rationally. Honestly, I can’t answer these questions even if I wanted to. All I know is what, exactly, it means to me; nothing. Let me explain.
By Alex B9 years ago in Humans
This Isn't an Exorcism
These are merely words... No one likes to read about this. No one except voyeurs. I’m not writing for this for anyone’s enjoyment, including my own. I don’t think writing about it will heal me or anyone else. These are incidents that have never been put into words. We all have these incidents in our lives. They happen, but we never think of them in words. We never describe them. We move forward. The actions remain forever replaying in a little compartment in our brains, and we never put it into words. For some of us, putting it into words is too dangerous. It breeds rumination and rumination has a way at eating away the brain without addressing the issue at all. But here I am, taking one step, for me. This is not healing. This is not an exorcism. These are merely words.
By Crisanta 9 years ago in Humans
My Last Love Letter
It marks a year since the last time we spoke or seen one another. Even though time has passed and I have a better understanding of why you walked away from the friendship, the pain of that moment still remains.
By Tatiana Parker9 years ago in Humans
Can Your Sexual Preferences Be Phobic?
Picture this for a second... You go out on a date with an amazing man. He is everything you have ever dreamed of. He is good looking, he dresses well, he is smart, caring and affectionate, has an amazing job, pays for the bill... and you decide you will bring him up for a nightcap after the date.
By Beth Gibbons9 years ago in Humans
I Was Eleven
I was eleven with the body of a sixteen-year-old. The hormones raging through my system mimicked what I looked like on the outside. I was the perfect storm. I was the perfect target. I was coming into womanhood and trying to find myself. There were plenty of guys willing to show me the way. One in particular just decided to be all too aggressive about it. He was the step-brother of my best friend at the time, Harry. I hardly knew anything about him except that he seemed a like a goofy teenager. I just wish it could have all remained fun and games.
By Tiffany Thompson9 years ago in Humans
Watch Your Language
An incident from the last few years: Soft. Fuzzy. Warm. Electricity running through every capillary. Dark orange lighting. Music. Muted speaking.
By Caroline Egan9 years ago in Humans
Crush #1
I wish we had more time. I never seem to get enough of you and you seem to only want samples. Our timing is always off. I have liked you since 5th grade summer prep school.
By Vivian Wolph9 years ago in Humans
How Many Men Does It Take to Fall In Love?
I'd never been promiscuous, I wasn't a virgin but I wasn't loose either. I'd always wanted that fairytale love bullsh*t that they talked about in movies and in books. I'd cried over lost love and a man that would never reciprocate the feelings I had for him. I searched for it looking in all the wrong places. I met the man I thought I was going to marry at eighteen. I was in love completely. I fell for him hard, my first love, my first sexual encounter. I always felt that our time was strained and that we were meant to be together perhaps in a different time or place.
By De'Jah Williams9 years ago in Humans
Modern Day Cinderella
Since I was little, my father would call me names. When I was 3 years old he took my binky around, because, "I was too old". When I started 2nd grade, my mother became very ill, and I took over the household choirs; cooking, cleaning and taking my brother to and from his bus stop, while my father was "working". He lied always about where he was. He would always come home smelling like food, and my brother and myself would be left to fend for ourselves.
By Alexius McCoy9 years ago in Humans