Humanity
Remarkable me.
This may start off as a tangent, but I’m recognizing the significance and how it relates to details later in the experience. My cousin’s husband had died, and it may read improper, but I’ll add the word thankfully before the word died. I do appreciate the time he unsuccessfully helped me replace a transmission in my truck, because then I ended up fixing the problem myself.
By Jason Hurley4 years ago in Confessions
A Life-Changing Perspective
A Life-Changing Perspective It was just another regular Tuesday for me at college and I was enjoying my art class. It was an almost four-hour-long class as it was every once a week. The sun was shining and surprisingly it was a pretty day outside for the season of fall in October 2018. My family friend texted me as we used to attend the same college and had offered me a ride till his house as our homes were pretty close by and either one of his parents would drop me home. He was on medication and he was limited to driving from school to home and work due to a drinking and driving incident. He had a breathalyzer attached to his steering wheel and he had to blow into it before he would start to drive and while driving from time to time as he had explained to me.
By Navistha Singh4 years ago in Confessions
Streaming Journey
Some exciting news! So as I have been writing about, I am a content creator and an up and coming streamer as well. I hope to become your friendly neighborhood streamer. I have been accepted as a content creator with an early access game I had found whilst playing Stadia, the game is called Nine to Five Make a Killing by Red Hill games. It is a first person shooter game that consists of varying operator skins, weapons, and all the jazz found in your typical FPS game. Where this one happens to stand out from the rest of the overflooded market of first person shooters is the dynamic of the game. With three teams of three on various maps, you are thrown into a random map, and if you are playing solo than with two other players. The game is more objective based and less shoot ‘em up so to speak. With the smaller team sizes it makes for interesting gameplay while 9 people all go towards a similar goal to either take out the other teams or to get to the objective. The objective of the game is you are a mercenary with your other teammates and you are extracting a usb drive. There are three rounds to each match. The first round you are setting up and gathering your information to extract the usb drive. The second round is where you and your team are battling it out while defending a cutter that is extracting your usb drive. The final round, and this is the one that really counts, is setting up your defense and waiting for you and your team to extract themselves. Now as previously stated the third round is where the action really comes together and is the one that determines the winner. Now usually in most matches in games of this nature the best two out of three usually wins. Well not here, which is a dynamic that is quite interesting, you and your team may lose the first two rounds or even win one and lose one, but if you don’t win that third round your team loses. So essentially you can lose the first two rounds, and make a comeback in the third and final round for a hail mary. As I said it makes the game a lot more interesting and I believe it has the potential to keep gamers from rage quitting because why quit when you can come back and get the competition in the third round, which can be quite satisfying. There is a variety of armor and skins for the game and with each armor comes with the choice of tacticals, field equipment, and lethals to help you pave you and your team's way to victory. I applied to become a content creator for this upcoming game as it has not been released on the market as of yet, and was accepted for the position as previously stated. The game is not yet on the market and is available on Stadia and Steam, I do have various links for a free two month trial with Stadia for anyone that follows me or my social media would like to play with me. Well I started the game with “guns blazing” so to speak and dove right in and I have enjoyed it rather well, I was unable to participate in the most recent tournament due to circumstances outside of my control and that was okay because I got to spend some time playing and honing my first person shooter skills while putting in work for the holiday event called Not So Silent Nights. I have almost completed the available challenges as some are still on a timed release. I have been having a lot of fun, creating content and talking with a team of other content creators and networking. With being a content creator I have been given access to a special Discord chat for the official news and updates. With this opportunity I am able to talk one on one with other content creators and developers of the game and we are all able to brainstorm and make suggestions for this upcoming game. As I have Steam I am a bit kicking myself in the butt for not finding it sooner and starting this sooner but I am glad I was able to come on when I have as this is early in development and more offers may be arising, and who knows maybe a career in field that I wouldn’t have seen myself in a few years back. Being a father of three and being presented this opportunity has set me closer toward becoming my goal of being more home based. I appreciate all those that do take the time to read my work and that follow me on social media. I am working on becoming home-based to be there for my kids and to show them that you can do whatever you would like to do and still make a living. I will be updating this more on a weekly basis with news and updates that are coming along in the game as well as with my journey of becoming your next favorite streamer. So until next time friends!
By Will Besaw4 years ago in Confessions
Affection
I am not a touchy person. I am not sure when it started. It could have started because my parents were never really affectionate, especially my mom. It could have been because I was molested in preschool. No matter, it got worse as I got older. It did not matter if it was a friend, family member, potential lover, girl or guy. It always felt weird to hug, hold hands, bump shoulders, etc. The tension I would feel was much worse with guys.
By Tori4 years ago in Confessions
Nourish good habits
The party of December 2021 at my house is ingrained in my memory. The party turned out to be a nightmare for me. I hosted a get-together party for my school friends at my house. The party kicked off with a delightful spirit. Meeting old friends is so gratifying, reminiscing those golden memories, reliving the times when we were scoundrels. Soon it became a boisterous gathering. I had made an arrangement for some games like darts, billiards, truth and dare, etc. but people did not seem to be interested. They preferred to drink and talk about old times. Alcohol started kicking in. Music and noise grew louder. I became a little tensed that my neighbors would make a fuss about it, even though I had apologized for the expected disturbance beforehand. I, as a sincere host, drank the least; but I enjoyed the most. I kept myself busy observing others, offering food and drink, and gossiping. I had a lot of catching up to do as I had missed the last party held at James' house. Neil and Portia got flirtatious with each other. James started rambling about his wife's mistrust. Thomas, Steven, and Jennifer started dancing mainly to avoid James. Steven suddenly felt dizzy and dashed to the restroom. I could hear a loud noise even in the midst of the music. He came out wobbly with his hand scrubbing his forehead. A few steps later he fell, passed out, on the floor even before reaching the carpeted area. Thus banging his head hard on the concrete floor. Blood started pouring out. Kelly and Thomas rushed him to the ER. Others also left for the hospital. I stayed back. It was already late and I had office the next morning.
By abhidipta mallik4 years ago in Confessions
A Lesson in Love
I experienced my first real crush at 12 years old. A neighbor who lived a street over; we shared the same backyard fence. He was a year older than me, which in middle school meant a lot. At the age of 13, he was already handsome and charming, the star of the basketball team, and I, on the other hand, was an awkward, shy preteen. No amount of Abercrombie and Fitch jeans, black eyeliner, and drugstore lipgloss could turn me into someone he'd ever be interested in.
By Kara Hutchinson4 years ago in Confessions
Child Reflection
Being an adult is overrated. I’ve posted my grievances on social media, but only a few cares and shares. I was fifteen years old when I first started hashing out a plan to move out. I wanted to break free from the prison my strict mother reigned over. No sleepovers! No play dates! No boyfriends! No parties at home, and no parties I was allowed to go to. “I hate here;” I mumbled under my breath often growing up. I was always required to come straight home from school until junior high. My sister and I were primarily independent and responsible for our selves going and coming home from school. If we missed the school bus, we caught public transits. We didn’t talk to strangers, only answered calls with known names on the caller ID and didn’t open the door for anybody.
By Kimberly D. Dantica4 years ago in Confessions
Haven Circle
It was late June of 2018. My ex fiancé and I had gotten into another of our explosive, albeit pointless arguments. I can no longer recall what it was about. Before he could walk out on me for the third time that week and disappear into the woods for hours, I stole out the door to do exactly that myself. It was about a ten minute leisurely walk to the maintenance entrance of the state forest; I thought aloud and cried while I walked. What had I gotten myself into? Within a year, paradise had turned to nightmares. I couldn’t do this anymore, but how could I live without him? I needed him. I pushed away the bad thoughts.
By Molly Caitlin Long4 years ago in Confessions
A Flawed Diamond Shines
Most people would assume the “Value” of a diamond is determined by the karats it has; but, did you ever stop to think about what it went through to make the cut? I have always considered myself as a diamond in the rough. My life was series of up and down but the toughest moments made my inner child shine through. The rough part of what the diamond goes though is some of the strongest pressure, but that pressure can considered important when determining its worth. Being able to shine is not always easy especially when you dim your own light. The pressures of life can have that effect on everyone at times. Growing up, I have always been my true self with my humor, independence, nerdiness, loyalty and understanding. However this is my story of allowing my emotional authentic self-to be seen.
By Ceirra Evans4 years ago in Confessions
