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My first and last letter to my mom
Dear Mother, I don’t feel this form of address fits, since over the past months you have been everything to me and those around me except kind. Still, I will give you respect in this way, if no other remains—at least in the form of this letter. Though I believe, as with most of my gestures, that this one too will go unanswered by you. It is sad that, as a mother, you never managed to show me this fundamental principle: respect. Because respect is owed from child to parent and parent to child alike. Respect is a basic human norm. Many believe it must be earned, but that is not true. It is never right to approach someone with belittlement or contempt simply because of their appearance or background—for you never know what the other person is going through. But one thing is certain: they feel. And that is something that, whether you understood it or not, you disregarded for years—disregarded the feelings of four people in your family.
By Anna 5 months ago in Confessions
Reflections of a Walk
When I was 15 years old, my mom decided to take me for a walk to have a deep talk with me. We went for a ride, down the country road we lived on and to the little store that also had a makeshift post office. Essentially, this was all that made up that little town called 'Culleoka,' (which means Sweet Water in Choctaw) where we lived for about a year in total. It was just before Fall, and she ended up stopping at this little cemetery called Friendship Baptist Church Cemetery.
By Sai Marie Johnson5 months ago in Confessions
Confessions of a Former Alcoholic Part 15
You may have heard this term before in the liberalism movement, but the human brain is distinguished from other animals by its will and ideas. I especially don't want to hear any religious terminology regarding my former faith anymore. Because after learning the realities about my former faith, I became disgusted with it and chose my own group.
By TheNaeth6 months ago in Confessions
Confessions of a Former Alcoholic Part 1
In the country I live in, absurd events occur almost daily, and people live in a state of lawlessness. People are almost always drunk and driving. I don't like this situation in my country, and I stay away from almost everyone.
By TheNaeth6 months ago in Confessions
Full of feelings and questions
Who is my mother? And what has she become? Sometimes it feels like a completely different person stands before me—heartless, distant, cruel. What turned her into this? Money? Time? Boredom? Or something much deeper that I’ll never understand?
By Anna 6 months ago in Confessions
I Ghosted My Dream University
I still live in the Czech Republic. Something about the affordable cost of living, short work week, sustainable public transportation, and abundance of people who like me here has driven me to stay. In fact, I have signed on for a second year as an English teacher with the same company, setting this up as potentially the longest I’ve stayed in one place since my undergrad. Yes, I’ve been back to the States a couple of times, because I’m saddled (blessed?) with a family that wants to see me regularly, but doesn’t want to go through the trouble of getting passports. I genuinely enjoy living in Europe, which is why it came as such a surprise when I realized that I don’t want to stay in Europe.
By Steven Christopher McKnight8 months ago in Confessions
