humanity
For better or for worse, relationships reveal the core of the human condition.
Days with Fleas in My Ears
We had a peculiar neighbour. When I say peculiar, it goes to such an extent where I used to run away from his peculiarity of sustained high-pitched tone of whining. He has something or the other always to clutch at. Either it is about the other neighbour's black cat every morning he looks at first when he opens his main door, or about the darned nuisance created by the songbirds or the cock crows waking him up early morning. He even complains about the owls blasting in and fracturing his silent nights with their unholy hoots, invariably followed by a proverbial death news the following day.
By Suresh Nellikode9 years ago in Humans
Lost Identity
Some people have said to me that I have Sofia Vergara's accent and Kim Kardashian's exotic looks. It's easy for people to approach me, as I have a constant smile on my face, except when I'm "randomly checked" at the airport and being shoved aside like a criminal. But other than that regardless of my looks I'm someone who is a magnet to others. And I still don't know the reason for such an unexplainable reaction.
By Evelyn Rodriguez-Lallave9 years ago in Humans
How Abusive Relationships Change Our Self-Esteem
My longest relationship without pause lasted two and a half years. Some people will scoff and say, "bah, that's nothing. I've spent 20 years with my partner!" Well, at the time it was a feat for me. I had long ago written myself off as one of those unfortunate souls who just couldn't keep a relationship going, so I did everything in my power to keep my partner happy and engaged. I had no idea, however...even though I found myself in tears more than I smiled, frustrated more often than calm, and feeling utterly helpless at times...that I was being abused.
By Raven Aurora9 years ago in Humans
Why Are Men Weird About Strong Women?
I was 17 years old when they discovered the brain tumor. The size of a pea, it rested in the right temporal lobe, close to my ear. It had been slowly growing and gradually plaguing me and everyone I loved for almost a year, when the strange behavior first began at the start of my senior year of high school.
By Liz LaPoint9 years ago in Humans
The Burden of the Heart's Eye
My main purpose of writing anything that I write and in the way that I do today is to be able to visit myself, to possibly feel things that I had not felt, or to give space to emotions that I had swept under the rug as I also try to hold your hand (the reader) to take this journey with me, to find yourself in my story as I find myself in yours through our similar life experiences, and perhaps smile at the thought of "Hey, I thought I was the only one." As long as we let honesty be our guide.
By Winnie Rugamba9 years ago in Humans
Down in a Hole
I wasn't even 18 yet and I was turning into the "Get those kids off my damn yard" neighborhood ol' lady that was rumored to eat children after tricking them with candy and luring them into the oven. I had no idea how to do anything but cry and push away anything that would distract me from grieving. Basically I took everything that was potentially great about me and became the polar opposite. I pulled away from anyone and everyone. I would only socialize when it came to passing a joint or finding out who had pot. I would stay hidden in my room, hugging that spot he laid last, hoping to smell his scent once more. To feel connected to the boy who shared my body. The viewings came and I would stay until everyone left. I forced smiles, bullshitting through unimportant chit chat. I put on a brave face and a thick skin to wade through the mass amounts of people coming to pay their final respects to my boy. At night I put on his favorite CD and would tell him good night until the day I had to say goodbye. Kissing his forehead and apologizing for not being able to keep him in my arms.
By Amanda Kuhl9 years ago in Humans
No-Father Father's Day
Father's Day is just around the corner and I'm sure you've all seen those posts about getting the perfect Father's Day present. But, what about those people who don't have a father to appreciate on Father's Day? Well, That's what I am here to talk about today. Here's to everyone without a father on Father's Day.
By Loni Beach9 years ago in Humans
