Secrets
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 Jane16 days ago in Confessions
They Said Girls Don’t Do That. Turns Out We Always Have
There was a moment on my social media feed recently that felt small and huge at the same time. A woman on video leaned in and said, half joking, half reverent, “When the enemies finally become lovers and no one’s home.” There was a soft buzzing sound underneath the audio. Anyone who understood it understood it immediately. Anyone who didn’t was about to learn. The comment section exploded. Women laughing, women nodding, women confessing, women admitting, women asking, “Wait… we’re allowed to do that?” Like they needed permission. Like someone had to sign it off. Like there had ever been a rulebook handed out in the first place.
By No One’s Daughter17 days ago in Confessions
I Stole Something I Regret
I never thought I would be the kind of person who stole. Not in a big, dramatic way, like the movies show, but small—the kind of theft that whispers its way into your conscience quietly, almost unnoticed. But last year, I did. And the memory of it gnaws at me every time I remember.
By Luna Vani17 days ago in Confessions
The Time I Never Had
There are things you understand late, sometimes too late. Like the fact that I grew up long before I was old enough. Not by choice. Not to prove anything. Just because life pushed me there. In a few weeks, I will be 32. And yet, deep inside, something resists, something asks for the time I never had.
By Baptiste Monnet17 days ago in Confessions
Love makes yourself blind not your friends
Sunday, 16 March 2025- Camille's House Sometimes during your lifetime, you are going to meet many people, meet many souls, I can tell, but one day you are going to meet someone that your heart beats for, someone who puts you in a trance, someone whose smile gives you not just energy but motivation to be a better person. I am a better person with him. I know he never would hurt me. Since I met him, I am glowing, I am feeling protected, feeling alive.
By Janissa Andrade18 days ago in Confessions
I Was Almost Forgotten by Life, Until I Chose to Remember Myself
Story There was a time in my life when I felt invisible. Not the kind of invisible where people accidentally overlook you, but the kind where it feels like the world has already decided you don’t matter. I walked through my days quietly, carrying thoughts I never shared and dreams I didn’t dare to speak aloud.
By On that20 days ago in Confessions
Am i Demon-possesed?
On my journey to trying to understand the development of schizophrenia I've endured over the last five years, has given me the ultimate question. Am I demon-possessed? Let me begin by expressing the psychosis I was in five years ago It started when I was living away from family. Now, it's important to not that the brain and mind are interchangeable and schizophrenia is a brain disease. From what I've been told and the major consumption of research it is a chemical imbalance in the brain that has been brought on by stress, trauma, genetics, environmental factors such as an emotionally distressing event, drugs, and psychological factors.
By Cerina Galvan20 days ago in Confessions
I Was a Good Kid. Really I Was!
I was a good kid growing up. Well, for the most part. As I reminisce on my childhood, I honestly can’t recall doing anything that got me into trouble or scolded for. Of course, ask my parents and they might tell you a completely different story.
By Jasmine Aguilar21 days ago in Confessions
After He Was Gone: Part 2
Distance Returned Without Warning After campus, I moved to a different city for work, and just like that, the distance returned. Not just the physical miles between us, but the emotional space that had once felt like a canyon. Life moved quickly with new responsibilities and new routines, and the noise of becoming an adult filled my days. The calls became fewer. The visits became fewer than the calls.
By Eunice Kamau21 days ago in Confessions
