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Friends: Our Chosen Family
Friend: Definition According to most dictionaries, a friend is a person whom one knows and with whom one has a bond of mutual affection. True friendship is not one-sided. Each person respects and looks out for the other's well-being. The relationship is stronger than just knowing someone or being acquainted with a person. The relationship goes much deeper than that. In order to be a true friend, three components must always exist.
By Margaret Minnicksabout a month ago in Families
I ACCEPT WHO I AM
Life isn't easy but much rather a rollercoaster of issues and emotions that are left unresolved. Being a teenager trapped in a cycle of depression , feeling left and not fitting makes life even worse. The feeling of having a voice but not being able to use it is worse. To isolate yourself and to be all consumed by a put of emotions.
By Unwritten Chapters2 months ago in Families
Echo's Of journeys:My father's Path to Spain:. AI-Generated.
When I was a toddler, my father’s trips felt like mysteries wrapped in silence. He lived and worked in distant countries, far away from our small home, and we were too young to understand what those travels truly meant. For us, his absence was filled with phone calls, letters, and stories that seemed larger than life. Spain, Germany, and other places were not destinations we could picture clearly; they were names that floated in the air, symbols of a world we could not yet grasp.
By The Writer...A_Awan2 months ago in Families
Emotional Boundaries With Parents When Guilt Runs Your Life
Understanding Emotional Boundaries With Parents in a Guilt-Driven Dynamic Emotional boundaries with parents become critically important when guilt quietly controls decisions, emotions, and self-worth. Many Gen Z adults grow up in families where love is intertwined with obligation, making it difficult to separate care from control. In these kinds of places, guilt isn't often said out loud. It can be suggested through silence, stories of sacrifice, or emotional detachment. This approach leads to a habit of putting personal needs last.
By Relationship Guide2 months ago in Families
A Headache, Pain Killers, Surgery... and then drama.... Content Warning.
This week has been really hard. My oldest ended up in the ER last weekend due to severe ear pain. He had an ear infection. I updated his father and let him know that we would need to come up with a joint plan for medication transfer. His father informed me that I would have to give him access to my mailbox/property. I said no.
By The Schizophrenic Mom2 months ago in Families
Between the Blessing and the Feast
November 23, 2017 was the day I turned 32 as a married Army wife who was 9 weeks pregnant, with an already 15-month-old daughter. As it was also Thanksgiving, join me, as we walk through that day from waking up famished to feasting and all of the surprises that happened in between.
By Ash Ylvisaker2 months ago in Families
💔Shattered Bonds:. AI-Generated.
The storm outdoor changed into not anything compared to the typhoon brewing within the house. three siblings—Adeel, Mariam, and Saad—stood inside the residing room, voices raised, accusations flying like daggers. What commenced as a confrontation over their overdue father’s inheritance had spiraled right into a bitter warfare of phrases.
By The Writer...A_Awan2 months ago in Families
The first anniversary of the loss of my mom
December 2nd, 2025, marks the official first anniversary of my mother's passing. It has been A bit of a rough journey. Still, I was able to get by with my husband's and my daughter's help. Still, mostly I was helped by the grace of God. I'm happy to say my mom is there with him, as well as with my dad, my father passed away in 2017 of heart failure.
By stephanie borges2 months ago in Families
How Family Breaks You and Builds You. AI-Generated.
When I was twelve, I thought my family was the only place where love existed. My small world revolved around our cramped living room, the smell of my mother’s cooking, and the laughter of my older sister, Maya, who could always make the grayest days feel golden. But love, I would learn, was complicated.
By LUNA EDITH2 months ago in Families
