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For better or for worse, relationships reveal the core of the human condition.
What Are ENFJ Male Children Like?
The ENFJ (Extraverted, Intuitive, Feeling, Judging) males are fascinating, unique individuals. The ENFJ personality type makes up only two percent of the overall population, and only 31 percent of ENFJ's are actually male. The purpose of this article is to help shed a little light on what this personality type is like as children.
By Rowan Finley 7 years ago in Humans
Choose to View Other People in a Positive Light to Maintain Your Own Happiness
When we are describing another person, particularly if we are explaining a difficult or stressful interaction, we sometimes make the mistake of using qualifying words and adjectives that are negative. We say things like, “I have a tyrant boss,” and, “He doesn’t get along with anyone, he's a difficult personality.” We mean no harm; however, we are perpetuating negativity when we incorporate this style. To maintain happiness, we need to be free of this negativity.
By narcissistic whisperer, Andrea B. Wainer7 years ago in Humans
The Snow That Time Forgot
It had been another uneventful week that was to be followed by another weekend of being on my own, probably sat at some bar or another try to drink myself into oblivion, whilst pretending that I was happy with how my life had now turned out.
By Nadine Haigh7 years ago in Humans
'(Not So) Lucky Ticket'—Screenplay
-Screenplay idea for an original short film- NARRATOR: The American Dream is one of hope, and wishes for success. This idea has become old and tired in a society always expecting more and more, making the simple idea of the American Dream obsolete. It is rare to find the person that is satisfied with simply being successful enough to support themselves and their family. This new dream is the “Millionaire dream.” It seems, as society evolves, the drive to make more money than is reasonable to support oneself is more common. However, what does one person truly need with millions and millions of dollars? This idea then begs the question of how much is too much? When do you feel successful enough to simply stop being concerned with the idea of gaining more money? Most people do not have this limit. Their limit is synonymous with their end.
By Charles Quinn7 years ago in Humans
Bourbon Suicide
There are certain streets I always take to get home from work. Straight out of the bar onto buzzing Bourbon Street. I then take a left and walk until St. Peter, then take another left and saunter until I hit my apartment building on Royal. It still makes me laugh that someone like me lives on a street with such regal connotation right in the name. Bourbon is in full swing at 3 in the morning as always and though the sky is dark the streets are lit with the colorful signs for strip clubs and piano bars. Bourbon seems overwhelmingly loud but if you just stand and close your eyes, people begin to funnel around you, everything appears to slow to a low murmur sprinkled here and there with laughter.
By Chloe Hauxwell7 years ago in Humans
Stand Under
I wonder what we would be willing to pay to be understood. How many of us have ever asked the proverbial question, why doesn’t anyone understand me? Why do I feel so alone? Or when someone asks you, “what’s wrong?” and you want to tell them, but you don’t, because you honestly believe they won’t get it.
By Michael Rodriguez7 years ago in Humans
Toxic Masculinity
When I was 17 I got my first real boyfriend it was so exciting. Everything was good in our relationship, we would talk everyday, he would consider my feelings and he treated me like a queen. We dated about a year, until things turned sour it was rumored he had cheated on me, and me being the young immature person I was, got home and broke up with him without giving him a chance to explain to himself. After two months of ignoring him I finally replied him on a day that I felt lonely (we all have those days don’t let anybody fool you). He begged for another chance and he called me and during the call he started crying saying he missed me and wanted, I was shook I had never heard or seen a boy crying for a girl. Me being me, I went to the trusty WhatsApp group to tell my girl friends about what I had just gone through. The replies that I got that day showed me that girls really play a pivotal role in men showing toxic masculinity.
By couldnt leave it blank M7 years ago in Humans
What's On Your Mind?
This is a question we all know almost too well. Facebook asks me every time I open it up, and, every now and then, from a friend when the conversation grows dull. I find myself asking this to friends or family, because of a look or expression their faces.
By Sylvia Garcia7 years ago in Humans
She Is Me
I remember a time when I was fearless. There was nothing I couldn't do, I questioned everything. To look at me you would have never known all the secrets I carried with me. Coming from a family who didn't really pay too much attention to me, it was easy for predators to seek me out. I remember how my uncle would always want a kiss, you know a harmless little peck.
By Gail Woolard7 years ago in Humans
