Humanity
A Life Fulfilled
Story 1: When I was in the 5th grade I full-on wept through my piano recital and that was after I sat there for a full 10 minutes just trying to convince myself to put my hands on the keys. The audience gave me a standing ovation after, the simple fact that I was even able to play one note through my very tangible stage fright was enough for them. I quit the piano the same year. My parents never pressured me, they always allowed me to express myself how I felt fit when it came to sports and the arts, but quitting the piano was one decision I wish they had pressured me to rethink.
By P4 years ago in Confessions
Tranquility Seems Like Deja Vu
Sometimes I dream for the world to end. I don't mean that in a bad way. I'm not staring up at my ceiling at night, wishing on stars that the population is suddenly wiped away. I don't pray for the earth as we know it, the land beneath our feet to vanish before our next step, leaving us each to scramble for something to keep us grounded.
By Shyne Kamahalan4 years ago in Confessions
White women judged and Black Girls ridiculed me...
I was told that having braids was considered ghetto or “too ethnic”. To be honest, I felt ashamed of being black not because of beauty standards, but because I just did not “fit into the culture”.I was judged for wearing braids by not just white women, but black women and girls as well. I liked wearing braids, but at the same time I was very insecure. The irony about my childhood and braids is that from preschool to 7th grade, I went to predominantly black schools. It was one thing to be judged by white women, but the sad thing was the comments that I felt hurt the most were from black girls.
By A.A.C.4 years ago in Confessions
A career or The career
Memes inspire me. I find life hilarious. In a very good context, mind you. They just show us that no one’s alone in any situation. There are people who’ve experienced the same and have managed to present it in such a funny way, from exactly that angle… And it’s mostly things most of us find challenging. Memes just lift me up. I see the bright side of life.
By Helena P4 years ago in Confessions
3,000 Miles to Me
I have moved around a lot since college ended. When I graduated from college, I realized I had no clue what I wanted to do with my life. The career I had always dreamed about felt out of reach. So I convinced myself it wasn't worth it, and I wasn't smart enough.
By Shanice Lawton4 years ago in Confessions
Being homeless and alone at 16 made me stronger than a life of privilege ever could
I'd grown up being sort of passed back and forth between the families of my drug-addicted mother and my sporadically present father. I found myself homeless at sixteen, hoping to make it through the last couple years of high school and somehow find a way to college.
By Carl L Lane4 years ago in Confessions
To Experience True Sex, I Had to Orgasm With a Stranger on My Husband's Bed
--- The burgundy and gold carpet shimmered on the shiny mahogany blades of the ceiling fan, from the center of its mirrored body darted two eyes back at me, eyes full of anger and anguish. They beckoned me to speak the truth, to tell him that I did not feel an inch of excitement at his touch.
By zesty zaria4 years ago in Confessions
A Month on Skid Road
In February 1972, I was in the fourth year towards a Commerce degree at McGill University in Montreal. I was struggling and my grades were poor (involvement with campus politics had become a huge distraction), so when my friend Tony asked if I wanted to take time off and go to California with him, I jumped at the chance. "You bet!" I cried.
By Marco den Ouden4 years ago in Confessions
What I realized once I deleted Facebook.
I made the transition from Myspace to Facebook in 2009 for one reason and one reason only, Farmtown. Just thinking back to those times is weird considering how much has changed since then. None of us knew then how rapidly social media would grow, and how it would change our lives forever.
By Kimmiekins44 years ago in Confessions
