Teenage years
My Dreams
"You'll never be content, he said. In my mind I thought he was telling me that I did not have the ability to improve my life, so I should just accept my life the way it was now. This is the United States I thought, as long as you can walk and think there are opportunities to improve one's life. I didn't know how to rebut, he was still talking, as usual, my opinion really didn't matter. If we were not in agreement it was always my fault. There was obviously something I did not understand. But what I understood was that this relationship would never go further than friendship. Finally. the rambling stopped, and we sat and listened to the band. I was so busy watching the time that I could barely listen. After an hour had passed I left. I was so eager to get out that I had to force myself not to run from the music hall.
By Antoinette L Brey4 years ago in Confessions
being pregnant as a teen saved my life . Top Story - September 2022.
To say my childhood was challenging would be an understatement. I lived most of it being told that I was a mistake. That, single-handedly, I ruined the life of the person responsible for my birth by simply existing in this world that they brought me in to by no choice of my own. I wasn't just told, sometimes I was hurt. Transparently, the bruises were just icing on the cake that was all of the emotional damage I carried through the rest of time. The bruises didn't hurt nearly as much as everything else.
By EMandKids | AmazingAbigailGrace4 years ago in Confessions
The Hidden Journey
The life of an empath is a lonely journey. Picking up on everyone and everything is exhausting! So much so you may view yourself as the victim, or think you are depressed, anxious or an introvert. If you identify with any of these it does not necessarily mean you are an empath.
By Liza Spiridon4 years ago in Confessions
When Teachers Attacked
I once watched the 1970 film Kes with my (then) girlfriend, who was three decades my junior. She was aghast at how much bullying went on in the film, not between pupils, but from staff. I considered it a fairly accurate representation of school life in the 1970s.
By Joe Young4 years ago in Confessions
Riding the Coal Hoppers as a Teen
When I was in my early teens, I sometimes kick about with friends who lived on a neigbouring estate. One of the attractions there was a railway line that ran along the bottom of several back gardens. Diesel engines on this line hauled hoppers, which we called trucks, full of coal from the nearby Bates’ colliery, now long since closed and demolished. With that blindness to danger that many teenagers suffer from, we used to ride on those hoppers for kicks.
By Joe Young4 years ago in Confessions
Jumping Off the High Dive Board. Top Story - September 2022.
I’ve never been a great swimmer. I can manage and all, but I never went in for having distance badges sewn onto my trunks, or diving board showboating. As a teenager, I enjoyed frolicking in the shallows, eyeing up girls, and performing illicit bombs when the pool attendant wasn’t looking.
By Joe Young4 years ago in Confessions
Sneaking into the Cinema. Top Story - September 2022.
In the centre of my home town, Blyth, there stands a huge building that was once a cinema, but which, like many of its fellows, is now a pub belonging to a huge national chain. The building had lain derelict for many years, so its refurbishment was welcomed, and an eyesore was transformed.
By Joe Young4 years ago in Confessions
an okay saturday
September 3rd, 2022 It’s been a happy day so far. I’m lying in bed and there are clouds in the sky, occasionally blocking the Sun and introducing the cooling shade of soon to be Autumn, my favorite season. The dark and orange tones of this time of the year soothe me. The sunsets are mesmerizing and the days are both warm and cold.
By Ms. Rodwell4 years ago in Confessions
Why You Shouldn't Have a Crush
Many people get their first crush in elementary or middle school. You first notice the girl sitting next to you in class. She is dressed really nicely today. Her hair is pinned up with a few strands framing her face. She always helps you with your classwork or homework when you get stuck on a question. In the downtime of class, she shares her book with you and lets you read with her. Over time, she becomes the highlight of your day. Every day you come in, you hope she did too, just so you can see her. The thought puts a smile on your face.
By Jordan Horter4 years ago in Confessions
I could not stay in that house anymore
I could not take my home life anymore. My parents were addicts and in my eyes, they cared more about their drugs than their own kids. This is how I felt for many years. I would notice how we just had nothing and both my parents worked and worked good jobs some years and we never had a pot to piss in.
By Kerrie G.Diaz4 years ago in Confessions
Sister or Super Hero
It’s never too late to become a Super Hero! I’ve had to become just that over the past year... and I feel like one too! And my name is actually Diana just like Wonder Woman. I’m also an Aries, daughter to Aries parents.. guess who Wonder Woman’s father is??
By The Vibe Podcast 4 years ago in Confessions
