Humanity
The Church Robbed me of Motherhood
My unexpected journey of motherhood began about 10 years ago in July of 2011. I never expected to be pregnant. I only took a pregnancy test for the heck of it. I remember that my exact reason for “peeing on the stick” was just to see what it would say.
By Stephy Ellsworth4 years ago in Confessions
What They Don't Tell You
On today's episode of "I didn't want to feel today, but here I am..." I thought to myself as I scrolled through various social media. "Social" being the farthest from the truth to me. I found myself scrolling again through recommended friends on Facebook. It wasn't hard to get lost in the lives of people you used to spend so much time around.
By Arin Blackheart4 years ago in Confessions
A walk with the darkness
I learned years ago not to put all of my thoughts into the digital realm. Especially when I am not in my right mind. It seems when I take drugs another side of me surfaces and many things start to happen at once. The one thing that happens is my thoughts become confusing. I then begin to have dreams every time I close my eyes. Sometimes I feel as though the dreams are visions of a future that is unclear. Other times it is like I am somewhere else completely. There are times when I felt like my eyes were opened while dreaming because I felt awake in the dream itself. I don't remember what I was doing before the dream started and I wake up expecting to be in the same location I was in during the dream but I'm not. It is a strange feeling to have. You wake up disassociated from the reality you last remembered.
By Insanity at its best4 years ago in Confessions
Can We Please Just Get Along?
Does everything really have to be so tense? Here's a scenario that should be completely innocuous: we had our kitchen cabinets painted this week. The painting contractor, a very nice man whose services we’d used several years ago, gave us an estimate that made our eyes pop, but that’s what good work costs these days. And his guys were good. They showed up on time, pretty much, every day, and did their work with care and skill. They treated us, our possessions, and our house with respect.
By Jan M Flynn4 years ago in Confessions
2022 will be my year!
New Year, New Me. Sounds so cliché, I know that. But I feel like 2021 was such a great year (At least the second half of it). And it ended with so many opportunities for me to grab in this new year. Let me tell you why I believe 2022 will be my year.
By Axelle T. Marchesin4 years ago in Confessions
Dimensions
When we think of dimensions, we think of other worlds in fantasy novels or movies. We don't think of the parts of our brains that hold memories, past, present and what will pertain to the future. We do not realize that our brain is more mysterious than meets the eye.
By Heather C. Beck4 years ago in Confessions
Predictions for 2022
So, I've been doing this for a few years. Let's jump in to this one. Judy Heavenly is amazing she gets a lot right, and she gives specifics. So this year I will only do her predictions. She believes Covid-19 will make its way out by the end of 2022. Judy thinks there will still be state and local flare-ups in US but life will return to the post-pandemic normal. She thinks 2022 will be a new reality or world with a re-shaped economy. She also thinks people will change their long-held beliefs as they adjust to the new society trying to get back to normal.
By Lena Bailey4 years ago in Confessions
How Do You Like Me Now?
When I was in 5th grade a classmate and I decided to write a novel. I can’t remember what our novel was about. All I remember is that I would write a chapter and then I would hand it over to Tonya and she would write a chapter. Then I would read over what she wrote and do my best to follow in line. It was kind of like telling a story over a campfire with a stick that they passed to the next person to expand the story.
By KD Meyer4 years ago in Confessions
To Be a Child
With the new year having already approached, and with gentle reminders to treat myself kindly popping up throughout the day, my mind somehow and quite suddenly fell back on a couple memories that I never thought much about at the time, but that has become something to treasure today. I’m especially glad, because in it, I see hope and excitement for the future generations just as I see for myself. I now have something to look forward to, more than I did initially all from a remembrance I unconsciously sealed up.
By Shyne Kamahalan4 years ago in Confessions
The Seafood and the Strips of Steak
The “firsts” of pretty much anything tend to get you thinking. The first day of middle school had made me a nervous wreck about useless things like fitting in and making friends. The first day of work had my stomach flipping over whether or not I’ll be able to do my job well, or if I’d be able to last long to advance my career and create a future. The first day of college made me feel like I was underwater for three straight days, as I figured out how to navigate my way through an entirely new place and surroundings, and similar to all of those things, the first day of 2022 had my mind scrambling over past “files” that my brain hasn’t opened in a long time, in search of something to use based off experience that can help me through the new year ahead, and like the spinning games at the arcade, I’ve finally landed on one, a simple one in fact, that honestly should make more of an impact already than it did, and that I hope to get in motion very soon.
By Shyne Kamahalan4 years ago in Confessions
