Teenage years
Apologetic letter to my inner child
To my younger self, Where do I begin? Apologies are not our strongest point but I'm sorry. I'm sorry that you never got the chance to heal, my love. From traumas that seemed so trivial like parents' divorces, family arguments, moving states and adult problems. You are just a child how could have you had the chance?
By Rose Wright4 years ago in Confessions
From a high school dropout to one of the top Computer Science programs in Europe
In this post, I want to give you a little bit of insight into my behavioral techniques, how I went from almost dropping out of high school to completing my Bachelor's thesis abroad at TU Berlin and becoming eligible to write my Master's thesis at TU Wien in Austria. In short, during high school, I felt discouraged and unmotivated to do anything with my life, but that changed — my mind changed and I polished it over the years to become who I am today. Once you truly take the ride, you understand it’s a never-ending road, the only correct approach to conquer it is to make it your way of living.
By Impassioned diary4 years ago in Confessions
A Little Girl
I am anything but perfect, in fact I'm so far from it that I have made mistakes in my life and have regrets on things I have done and still have trouble keeping those memories and my emotions at bay, when they decide to intrude on my mind, it's hard not say sorry, soo many times to myself for even letting it get so far. For letting myself show more then what I intended and keep asking myself "Why did I do that?" "How could I have done that." I ask myself, because it was never like me to get so angry or so upset over the tiniest of things, but somehow I did. And it is why I am the way I am.
By AzteckPrincess264 years ago in Confessions
Starr Theory
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Well I am one to disagree personally; when you realize what space is you will be rushed with the feeling of euphoria beyond belief. I’ve had much fear of death recently after hardship and loss, and I went to the deepest and darkest depths of my soul. I was lost in this world and I think we all feel the same. The yearning for more, the need for validation, the desire for love, the list could go on for years. We all feel it and we all receive these gifts differently. However, it’s not just gifts we receive, and sometimes we feel hopeless. We kill ourselves slowly with cigarettes or quickly with a bullet to the dome. These experiences are all fully necessary in life as they are all different. They are all unique paths with unique stories to tell and they should be shared.
By Connor starr4 years ago in Confessions
My War Against Books
I am not a great reader, despite growing up in a house full of books. I actually prefer words to books. I used to think that a lover of words had to be a lover of books, but, after agreeing to join a couple of book clubs, I discovered that the two are not necessarily compatible.
By Daphne Faye4 years ago in Confessions
Big Girl, Small Town
Karina was a gorgeous boss babe with a demeanor like no other. With her brown slanted eyes, full caramel lips, and nicely shaped hips, it was haaarrrd not to stare. She commanded respect when she walked into a room without saying a word and took your breath with her when she left. She was full of life because she already conquered one of her own. Now? She was simply enjoying the fruits of her labor.
By Dajon Tee4 years ago in Confessions
Six years ago, I was working in a company
Let me tell you a story. Six years ago, when I was working in a company, I had a close colleague, a woman in her 30s from Shanghai. Please call her Ms. Li. Ms. Li is very kind to me. Sometimes when I work late, she takes me out to eat. We got to know each other, and she used to tell me about her husband. Ms. Li's husband, who is nearly 20 years older than her, should be called Mr. Zheng. Before that, Mr. Zheng had an ex-wife. Well, Ms. Li was the mistress in charge, and it took nearly 10 years. According to her, when she was a little girl, she started dating the married Mr. Zheng. After getting married with Mr. Zheng, she could not stand Mr. Zheng and his ex-wife, so she regarded his ex-wife as an enemy, and from time to time ran to his ex-wife's micro blog to scold her, was blocked on the change of the trumpet-scold, no play no. Swearing at her ex-wife, arguing with her husband, teasing me was a large part of her daily life, and the daily battle made her look radiant. Mr. Zheng made A small fortune in foreign trade in his early days, but gradually declined in recent years. Perhaps working too hard in his career, Mr. Zheng developed diabetes and high blood pressure in old age, along with sexual dysfunction. For the latter, Mr. Zheng tried many methods, including taking Viagra, but the drugs had side effects that his heart couldn't handle. So, Mr. Li completely gave up treatment, began to Buddhist health. In his own words, the older he gets, the more he finds that many things are beyond his control. It is better to just leave them alone and let them go. In this way, he always keeps himself in a state of low pressure. After Mr. Zheng fell ill, his ex-wife cut off contact with Mr. Zheng, and Ms. Li quieted down for a while. Her ex-wife disappeared from her life, and her enemy became Mr. Zheng. Ms. Li found it impossible to live with her husband as a bestie. She wanted Mr. Zheng to treat her, but Mr. Zheng was not interested. Ms. Li began to have an affair with another man. Once, with lover phone sex, was caught in the act. Mr. Zheng did not say anything, this indifference, let Ms. Li's mood fell to the bottom. The more indifferent Mr. Zheng was, the more disappointed she was. She wished Mr. Zheng would stop her or throw a tantrum. Mr. Zheng just said, as long as you're happy. Ms. Li was very disappointed, and gradually, her disappointment turned into resentment. She kept blocking Mr. Li, adding him back from the blacklist, arguing for a divorce, and refused to enter the Civil affairs Bureau. Later, Ms. Li invited her lover to her home directly, and deliberately let Mr. Li walk in on her and Mr. Li's room. She has been making all kinds of accidents, trying to provoke Mr. Zheng, but all in vain. She tried desperately to get her husband's attention and just wanted to prove that she was loved. Her enemy was, in fact, an imaginary enemy. In this kind of life, Ms. Li seems to live younger and younger. For a long time she didn't tease me, I thought she was modified. Until I stumbled across her moments and found that she had shared several posts about depression and suicide. I quickly called her, the voice on the other end of the line was very sad. She told me that Mr. Zheng had passed away, with complications of acute kidney failure, and was going fast. She didn't want to live. There was nothing to live for. I tried to visit her, but I was turned down. She said she wasn't in the mood, wasn't interested in living, and wanted to go with her husband. Ex-wife, no longer in touch, Mr. Zheng also passed away, there is no object for her anger. All the enemies she had ever had in life were gone, along with her motivation to live. From birth, through adolescence, through adulthood and into old age, human beings spend their entire lives fighting their enemies. Enemies are sometimes real people -- teachers, parents, children, partners. Sometimes it's a virtual thing, like a test, a job, a career, an ideal, an illness. When you're young, you do everything you can to grow up, just to escape the control of your parents and teachers. As an adult, you try to make money and fire your boss. You've had enough of your partner and want to have an affair. Finally one day, the boss was fired by you; Your partner doesn't care where you spend the night; Your children, too, are tired of talking back to you; Your ideal, also dispensable. Then you find that life is boring! When you have no enemies, it means you have lost contact with the world, and it is time to say goodbye to the world. So, the most important thing in life is to make enemies for yourself. In the struggle with the enemy, we can truly understand their own existence, and give some meaning to life. Otherwise, this ethereal life, how difficult ah!
By 邱前程4 years ago in Confessions
Young Love: The Challenges and Benefits of Being a Young Couple
When you’re young and in love, it can feel like the entire world is on your side. Everyone you know is rooting for you to succeed and making sure you are well aware of just how lucky you are to have found love at such a young age. However, this also comes with some challenges that might not be expected. You get married sooner than anyone would expect, so it can be hard to keep up appearances when everyone knows exactly where both of you live. You might not have much money because your first jobs don’t pay very well and living together puts a strain on finances even more than your own personal funds ever did before. You might not have many friends who actually understand what it’s like to date someone as young as yourself, so social outings become harder to plan and attend. Perhaps most challenging of all; You find out very quickly what kind of person this other person really is once the honeymoon phase has passed...
By Avan4 years ago in Confessions
Life seems like a dream is laughing
We've been together for years, squeezed out of the crowd. Silly persistence, light faith, step by step for tomorrow. So we walked far, far away. Bitterness, tears, let us stand together through thick and thin. We look back and see the butterflies in the footprints and the cold, dark eyes.
By jiahuazhang4 years ago in Confessions
