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When Your Voice Shakes but You Speak Anyway
There is a particular moment many of us know too well—the second just before we speak, when our heart races, our throat tightens, and our voice threatens to betray us. It’s the moment when silence feels safer, when staying quiet seems easier than risking judgment, rejection, or consequences. Yet sometimes, despite the shaking, despite the fear, we speak anyway. That moment is not weakness. It is courage in its rawest, most honest form.
By Aiman Shahid2 months ago in Confessions
The Price of My Silence
The silver spoon in baby Leo’s mouth cost more than my father earned in a year. I watched the light glint off the polished metal as I fed him, my expression a mask of practiced, professional warmth. To the Richardsons, I was "Mara," the quiet girl from the agency with glowing references and a knack for soothing colicky infants. They saw a savior; I saw a crime scene.
By luna hart2 months ago in Confessions
When Speaking the Truth Meant Death
Throughout history, truth has rarely been neutral. It has threatened kings, embarrassed empires, exposed religious authority, and shaken political systems built on fear and illusion. For many who dared to speak it aloud, truth was not rewarded with recognition—but with exile, imprisonment, or death.
By Aiman Shahid3 months ago in Confessions
Word of the Day: やらせ
I am really annoyed for some reason. I guess it's a lingering effect of talking to my mom. I think I am also annoyed because I ordered food, like I am hungry so probably my emotions are heighted so I am hoping I'll calm down after I eat food.
By Kayla McIntosh3 months ago in Confessions
Voicemail #part one
"The person you are trying to reach is not available. Please leave a message" Beeeeeeep "Hey Emma, Ive been trying to call your phone for the past couple of days. I know your busy and all....I just...I guess I miss you. I know we're not supposed to call our ex's and say stuff but its just been bothering me so much. I wonder how your doing, I hope your doing better. I really do. I'm not trying to get back with you, I know you have a boyfriend and i see how happy you are with him. Im really proud of you, for both how good you are doing for yourself as well as for...leaving us. I think it was for the better. For both of us. I know it was the right decision, I just wish it wasn't. I dont want your boyfriend to hear this and think I want you back. Thats not why I called, or am leaving this message. I just miss you, and I guess I just want to hear you say it, that its over, one more time. That this is our last goodbye. Because I met a girl, and she is really nice, I want things to work out. I want to be able to move on, and I want to be able to treat her better, i want to do better than what we did. I also want to say Im sorry. Im sorry. For all the hurt I caused, and how much I was draining you. It was never your fault, any of this. I shouldve tried to work on myself and do better, but I didn't push myself enough to. I shouldve been there for you, when you where crying, and going through it. But you where only crying because of me. I guess it hurts me now, thinking about it. It makes me sick how I didn't try hard enough for us, I shouldve tried harder. I shouldve charished what we have more, took the time to take you on more dates. Im happy that He is doing that for you. You deserve to be treated better, you deserved more than I could ever give you. I know you will be a great mother, and- I just wish I was te one to be there to see you happy again, I wish I wish the one, but I know I messed it up. I messed us up so badly. And Im sorry. But please dont forgive me. I shouldnt be forgiven. I dont even know if youll listen to this, or if you even have the same phone number. If you do listen to this, Im sorry If i ruined your day. Im not calling to make you forgive me or what me back, or feel bad for me. I want you to hate me, i want you to hate me so much. Because if you hate me, itll make me want to be better. Do better. So hate me. And dont ever hate yourself. Love yourself. Dont let anyone bring you down, or drain you like i did. Enjoy your life and your moments. As I have learned, not every good thing has a good end. So take life slow. I guess that'll be all. I don't want this message to be too long. Ill go now. I hope you were having a good day. Stay safe and warm, and smile. Always smile. Its the most beautiful thing about you. I know I shouldnt say it, but I want the last time to actually mean something. so.
By Chxse3 months ago in Confessions
When Science Dared to Disagree
For much of human history, disagreement was dangerous. To question accepted truths was not just to risk embarrassment—it was to risk exile, imprisonment, or death. Knowledge was guarded by tradition, authority, religion, and power. Yet progress has never belonged to the obedient. It has belonged to those who dared to ask, “What if we’re wrong?”
By Aiman Shahid3 months ago in Confessions
The Day Science Questioned Everything
There are moments in history when progress doesn’t arrive gently. It doesn’t knock. It crashes through the door, flips the table, and forces everyone in the room to reconsider what they thought was settled truth. Science, for all its reputation as calm and methodical, has had many such moments. But one stands above the rest—the day science questioned everything.
By Aiman Shahid3 months ago in Confessions
Word of the Day: 近眼
I am sort of happy about some really random things. Like I might know something about something but, I mean I feel... god yea it is just gossip isn't it? I usually avoid that kind of stuff but it is social currency. I guess I am used to playing a more passive role in things but I think it is more in response of being overlooked.
By Kayla McIntosh3 months ago in Confessions
The Letter I'll Never Send
I'll never tell you, but deep down in the furthest corner of my heart, I keep a flame alive for you. In the version of things that I tell myself (to prevent from feeling the devastating loss of that flame going out) I say that you pushed me away to protect yourself. I say that all you've known is loss and pain and that your nervous system can't handle having me back. I tell myself that we both know now is not the right time, and that your abandonment only happened because you wanted to protect the last bit of flame you still hold for me. I say that you're holding that flame the way I'm holding mine, in secret hopes that one day we can hold each others hearts without breaking them. We've both been too clumsy with each others glass hearts, and we're paying for that right now.
By Jayni Cole3 months ago in Confessions
Word of the Day: 推薦
I am looking at my Patreon plan, It isn't quite finished, I might need that for tomorrow. Yea.. it is really crap that I have to go to school tomorrow but, I feel like if I don't go to school at least once a week, my mom will fuck my shit up.
By Kayla McIntosh3 months ago in Confessions
