humanity

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

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
Why I Am Still Not "Over" Orlando
On June 12, 2016, the worst mass-shooting in the United States took place at a gay nightclub in Orlando, Florida. Immediately any mention of “Orlando” or “Pulse” became a somber one in queer communities. I’m writing from almost a year later and it seems like everyone has moved on. The media certainly has, and, for the most part, the queer community appears to have as well. We’ve put it behind us, because we have to. We have to keep moving, to keep living, because to let this tragedy consume our community would be to silence to ourselves.
By Seth R9 years ago in Humans
Generation vs Generation
I'm about to tell you something that you already know, and if you aren't for some reason aware of this then you must have some kind of superpower. We get older. I know, shocking. We eat, we sleep, we get older, we die; these are some of the certainties in life that everyone must face. But there is another common thread among those who have reached adulthood, one that creeps up on most people that have lived a fuller life, or been around long enough to notice substantial changes in their communities and the world at large.
By Tyler Selig9 years ago in Humans
Love
What is love anyway? There are so many thoughts, ideas, and expectations surrounding love that sometimes we get lost in something other than love. We get pulled by what we believe love is, we get lost in the notion that love will save us, we get lost in the idea that love is separate from us, and we have fallen from grace.
By Jessica Fulkerson9 years ago in Humans
Dear Mother
8/14/16 Dear Mother, I know we haven’t spoken in a while and I know that I’ve treated you very badly, but I feel that you should understand why. You should also know that this is the only autobiography I’ll ever write and that you’ll ever read.
By Pandora Banister9 years ago in Humans
The Hidden Side of Society...
I have been called many things, squeezed into the minuscule gaps of each letter of my name like each resembled a bottomless chasm in which seemingly meaningless words could hide. Most say that I am just a 'teenager' who has not yet lived long enough to experience life, few speak as though I am just another blip on the radar that is society. Those rare, selected handful of people call me an inspiration and yet, I am alone. Yes, I am surrounded by friends and family...But at the same time, I am alone in terms of what I think. Of my opinions, views, social status which should mean nothing when in reality it means the difference between gaining something in life and losing it. You see, life is a concept. A concept in which the size of your clothes, the colour of your skin or your sexual orientation are like boulders blocking the path to acceptance and held in place by the people who do not agree with you. Not your thoughts or opinions. You. Because I have often come across people who judge a person by their looks and if that is acceptable in their book then they go on to judge the next part of who you are as if it is merely a talent show in which you can never win.
By Amber Dodd9 years ago in Humans