Embarrassment
I'm 47 and My Sleep is a Threat To Society . Content Warning.
I’m 47 Years Old and Sleep Is a Threat to Society Let me be very clear about something. I do not sleep. Not because I don’t want to. Not because I’m trying to be productive. But because my brain refuses to shut the fuck down.
By Dakota Denise 3 days ago in Confessions
I Became Strong the Day No One Checked on Me
There’s a strange kind of silence that doesn’t come from being alone. It comes from realizing that people know you’re struggling and still choose not to ask. It’s not the absence of voices—it’s the absence of care. That silence is heavier than solitude, because it reminds you that you are visible, yet unseen.
By Salman Writes5 days ago in Confessions
I Forgot My Password and It Ruined My Entire Day
I forgot my password. Not in a dramatic, end-of-the-world way. Not in a “someone hacked me” way. Just a regular, ordinary, soul-eroding kind of forgot my password. The kind that shouldn’t matter. The kind that absolutely does.
By Dakota Denise 7 days ago in Confessions
The Cul-de-Sac of Chaos: Why The Couple Next Door is the Ultimate Suburban Guilty Pleasure
I’ve always been convinced that the quieter a street is, the weirder the people living on it are. You know the vibe-pristine lawns, color-coordinated trash bins, and a silence so thick you could cut it with a hedge trimmer. I remember moving into my first apartment and spending way too much time wondering why the woman in 4B only ever left her house at 3:00 AM carrying a yoga mat. Was she a dedicated athlete or a secret agent? It turns out she just worked the night shift at a bakery, but that spark of "curtain-twitching" paranoia is exactly what The Couple Next Door on Starz feeds on.
By KWAO LEARNER WINFRED11 days ago in Confessions
