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Two girls, one library, and a hunger for worlds beyond your own—Last part
🌙 “How could I have forgotten all of this?” Because life pulls us in a thousand directions. Because adulthood layers over childhood like sediment. Because pain, distance, and responsibilities bury the softer memories. But they don’t disappear. They wait.
By CA'DE LUCE20 days ago in Confessions
Two girls, one library, and a hunger for worlds beyond your own—Part 5
A world where purity was called naivety/ A life where exams intertwined us/ A glimpse of an adult you remember for life He saw: • a girl who didn’t pretend • a girl who answered honestly • a girl who didn’t have access to luxuries • a girl who worked hard • a girl who had dignity despite scarcity . His smile wasn’t mocking. It was respectful. He recognized your sincerity — and maybe even admired it.
By CA'DE LUCE20 days ago in Confessions
The Power of Saying No
For many of us, the word no feels heavier than it should. It carries guilt, fear, and the uncomfortable possibility of disappointing others. From childhood, we are taught to be polite, agreeable, and accommodating. We learn that saying yes makes us likable, helpful, and valued. Over time, this habit becomes so deeply rooted that we start prioritizing everyone else’s needs over our own.
By Aiman Shahid21 days ago in Confessions
The world is short-staffed
Depending on where you live, it might be hard for you to tell but the world is short-staffed. You may be in a buzzing city, crowded all the time so it would be difficult for you to believe this but overall, the world is short staffed and it doesn’t matter what industry you are talking about. In this article, I am going to cover the hardest hit industries, but before that, let’s try to understand the “why” first.
By real Jema21 days ago in Confessions
Two girls, one library, and a hunger for worlds beyond your own - Part 2
During elementary school, we sometimes had to move. For entire seasons. Entire school semesters. When the drought came one year, a bird disease also appeared. Grandma, one of the most famous breeders in our village, for birds, chickens, and geese, lost everything! And we lost the peace of of mind for the next day. We had to move to another village. Near our Aunt, sister of my father.
By CA'DE LUCE22 days ago in Confessions
The Forgotten Rebels
History often celebrates kings, generals, and revolutionaries whose names echo through time. Their statues stand tall, their victories recorded in textbooks, their speeches quoted in classrooms. But behind every great movement were countless individuals whose courage never made headlines. They were the quiet resistors, the unseen fighters, the forgotten rebels.
By Aiman Shahid22 days ago in Confessions
He Left Without Goodbye — But He Took My Heart With Him
He didn’t just leave me. He vanished from my life as if he never existed. One day, he was sleeping next to me with his arm wrapped around my waist, making me feel safe and wanted. The next day, he was nothing but a memory that refused to fade away. There was no goodbye, no fight, and no explanation. He simply disappeared, taking every piece of my heart with him.
By Rosalina Jane22 days ago in Confessions
Finding Your Voice in a World That Talks Over You
There is a quiet kind of frustration that comes with feeling unheard. It happens in meetings when your idea is ignored, only to be praised when someone else repeats it. It happens in families where your opinions are brushed aside. It happens online when louder voices drown out thoughtful ones. In a world that often rewards volume over value, finding your voice can feel like a battle you never signed up for.
By Aiman Shahid23 days ago in Confessions
The Last Receipt in My Wallet
I didn’t mean to keep the receipt. It was supposed to be trash, like all the others. A thin strip of paper from a corner grocery store, printed so lightly the ink was already fading. Milk. Bread. Two apples. Total: $4.83. The date sat quietly at the top, like it wasn’t important. But somehow, it ended up folded into my wallet, tucked behind my ID, where it stayed long after the milk went sour and the apples disappeared.
By Salman Writes23 days ago in Confessions
The Day I Stopped Shrinking Myself
There comes a moment in life when you finally see yourself clearly—not through the eyes of others, not through expectations, criticism, or comparison—but through your own. For me, that moment arrived quietly. No dramatic argument. No public declaration. Just a simple realization: I was exhausted from pretending to be smaller than I truly was.
By Aiman Shahid23 days ago in Confessions
The Cost of a Western Dream
The Allure of the American Dream and a Father's Blind Faith He was a man who embodied a certain kind of Chinese success: ambitious, driven, and perpetually looking westward. In his eyes, the traditional values of his homeland were ultimately quaint, even backward. He subscribed wholeheartedly to the narratives peddled by certain public intellectuals – that Western civilization, particularly its education system, was superior, liberating, and the pinnacle of modern human achievement.
By Linda Yule24 days ago in Confessions
