Humanity

I love to see myself through fashion
I’m not sure since when fashion and clothes became a part of my everyday life. I used to not care about it at all, as if it had never been a real matter to me, since it's just a piece of cloth that people put on their bodies after all. Well, not until I’m all alone and want to find comfort in something, and then fashion steps in, helps me explore a whole new side of myself.
By Tunxy4 years ago in Confessions
Femme and Fatale
I developed an allergy to make up in late 2020 after ten years of wearing it. To this day I'm not sure what caused it. What I do know is that I cannot wear make up without getting an eczema like rash across my eyes. A not-cool and irritable raccoon mask.
By Arwyn Sherman4 years ago in Confessions
The betrayal
The police knocked on my front door at 10am. They asked my name. I answered and asked what it was regarding. They didn’t say. They asked me what happened. I asked regarding what? They were aloof and indirect kept trying to get me to say something, but I had no idea what. Jerric stepped out of the police car holding my daughter, my stomach sank. I was not sure what he accused me of, but I realized it was serious. I asked if I needed an attorney. The police didn’t answer. They asked if there were any witnesses to what occurred 2 nights ago. I said my sister and my oldest son were here, but my son was in his room. They asked me if I had any weapons. I said no. Then one officer escorted me to his police car and asked me to wait. I asked what was going on. He didn’t answer. He told me he needed to record my statement and asked if I have anything to say. He started recording. I told him I would like an attorney. He told me to turn around and put my hands behind my back. I asked what I am being charged with, he didn’t say. I told him I would really like an attorney, and I had no idea what was going on. He said he was just following orders. I tried my best to maintain composure, but I was scared, tears started streaming down my face. The officer tried to comfort me, he said this can still all go away, but I didn’t even know what this was. I was afraid to say anything because I knew they could use every word against you, so I remained silent.
By Fawna Vanrain4 years ago in Confessions
Former Muslim Apologist Inside the Secular Closet!
When I was a Muslim apologist I took an oath to win a debate with secularists and Christians and expose that to the world using new technological tools (e.g. social media, e-forums, etc) by the end of 2021. I prepared for this goal around 20 years, from studying Islamic doctrine, Hadith, practising debates etc. I was very insistent about achieving this goal, that is, defeating and turning the tables with secularists and Christians in debates in the UK especially that they were our ex-colonial administrator.
By Jalal Tagreeb4 years ago in Confessions
The Christmas Card
Like many people, I don't throw away my old Christmas Cards. Some folk keep them for the next year to remind them of their Christmas Card 'responsibility' to distant friends and relations.
By Pamella Richards4 years ago in Confessions
Selected Writings from my website “Anything but Bland”
“Anything But Bland...” Gratitude Of beauty rich and rare and treasures everywhere. The gift of life and love, showers down from above.
By Tanya Arons 4 years ago in Confessions
What An Experience
Predicaments We all get put in situations that may appear tough to get out of. Living in the moment feels horrible, feels as though everything is crashing, Whatever were going through is weight on our shoulders that’s typically overbearing. Sometimes it gets hard, we often times ask ourselves “WHY ME” not “IM CHOSE” for a reason.
By Sharonne Greene4 years ago in Confessions
The Morning I flew with the Geese
It is a sunny morning and I worked at the Post Office on the graveyard shift. I was into physical fitness, I played basketball and would jog and run two to three times a week after work. So the air was clean and crisp. the sky was blue and there was a lake. The track around the lake was teaming with squirrels, ducks, geese, people walking their dogs and just taking walks. The asphalt track around the lake was smooth and the view was so nice.
By Delbert4 years ago in Confessions
When You're Just Too Tired
That's not me, by the way, I'm older and fatter and more brunette (with grey streaks). But it might as well be, this week. It certainly captures my mood if nothing else.
By Jenn Kirkland4 years ago in Confessions
My Milestone
Why do people choose to do the things they do? Simple… Milestones! They say life is short. People struggle every day to survive. Strive to be successful and to be loved. So, what causes individuals to act or react the way they do? Simple… They just do look at the bright side of things.
By Thomas R Dorsett Jr4 years ago in Confessions
"Growing Into" Me
There are people I want to hurt. The people I feel genuinely deserve an uppercut to the jaw after all the sorrow and agony that they put me through, and put others through. The people that I wish felt what it was like to have your heart turned inside out or shattered into a million pieces left and right, that caused me to scramble to pick up the shards of the ones I love while I was still picking up my own. The people that don’t deserve a fraction of time to spin across my thoughts, but that I dedicate all-nighters to anyway solely because I can’t help myself.
By Shyne Kamahalan4 years ago in Confessions
Dreaming of Long Lost Relatives and Searching in the Unknown
To capture a dream you need to write about it as soon as possible. Dreams decay very fast. The more you write about dreams the longer your writing will get and the better you'll remember them.
By Andrea Lawrence4 years ago in Confessions