Humanity
Word of the Day: 黄金雀
I am of mixed minds right now. I had this one guy I thought was cute and sweet. I was all confused because he was ghosting me and shit. He made me all sentimental and I was like a little lamb, but now there is this.......... really super hot guy talking to me. But he isn't just hot, we actually vibe a lot more too? I mean, I haven't met him in person so it might be just a text thing. Like, even though I am very excited, I calm myself down always and try not to lose myself in the delulu.
By Kayla McIntoshabout an hour ago in Confessions
My Voice Is Back
There was a strange silence in my account for a while. Not the peaceful kind. The heavy kind. It was the kind of silence that lingers in the background, even when everything else looks normal. The stories were still there. The platform was still moving. People were still writing, sharing, reacting. But for me, something essential had paused. A part of my participation had been quietly switched off.
By Aarsh Malikabout 23 hours ago in Confessions
The Silent Pressure of Being the “Strong One” in the Family
There is always one person in every family who seems unshakable. The calm one. The dependable one. The one everyone turns to when things go wrong. No one officially assigns this role. There is no meeting where it is decided. It just… happens. Maybe you were the eldest child. Maybe you learned early that crying didn’t solve anything. Maybe life forced you to grow up faster than the others. And slowly, without even realizing it, you became “the strong one.” At first, it feels like something to be proud of. People trust you. They respect your opinion. They rely on your decisions. But what nobody talks about is the quiet cost of always being strong.
By Shahid Zaman2 days ago in Confessions
The Foggy Uber Ride
There are mornings that feel scripted by a tired playwright. The kind where the alarm goes off too soon, the sky hasn’t decided what color it wants to be, and the world looks like it’s been wrapped in gauze. That morning, the city was swallowed whole by fog. Not the cinematic kind that looks romantic under street lamps. This was the kind that erased buildings. It turned headlights into floating orbs and reduced traffic lights to faint suggestions of authority.
By The Kind Quill3 days ago in Confessions
The Surrogate Heart ❤️
In the quiet hours before the sun hits the skyscrapers of a city that will never be my home, I am already awake. I am folding laundry that belongs to children who do not share my blood. I am preparing school lunches for a boy who calls me by my first name while my own son, four thousand miles away, is eating breakfast prepared by an auntie who tells him stories about a mother he only knows as a face on a glowing screen.
By The Night Writer 🌙 3 days ago in Confessions
Word of the Day: 中火
I am being a bit superficial but, even self care can be work at times. I can't let myself be completely disheveled. I have an idea, I want to do a thing, but I also know I am not at my best right now, so I am wondering how much willpower I would actually have to actuate this thing.
By Kayla McIntosh4 days ago in Confessions
Word of the Day: 北
I am in a wierd perdicament but I am trying to just trust the process. I guess I am picking up on, well... I would be lying if I am not a little hesitant going to the hospital, as I have been sort of healing my self more in a natural path way. But there are things that I can't see ( I can't look inside my own ears and such ) Also I had a blood test I had to do a while back so, I thought maybe I could do that today but, since I have been in a calorie deficit for a while, I am worried I won't be able to have blood drawn from me. Also it doesn't help it is cold as hell today.
By Kayla McIntosh5 days ago in Confessions
