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Ready, Set.....
I was late to the party of self-confidence. You see, being bullied by my peers from primary school onwards, wore away at my ability to understand my worth. I was told I was talented; a very artistic person. Gregarious, verbose and gifted at many things. This was all fine and good, but the blinds were down and dark clouds filled my brain. Negative self-talk consumed me.
By Kate Ashforth5 years ago in Confessions
Time and space
Halloween in America, it has certainly morphed over the centuries. What was, is no longer, at least for most. Houses decorated, haunted hayrides, carved pumpkins and then there’s the costumes. As a child my mother made all of our costumes, from Superman to the tin man. Burning old corks to black out our eyes for that Frankenstein costume.
By Katie 5 years ago in Confessions
Lysistrata Waiting
I knew that I was interested in a more complex form of sex since puberty. I craved endurance tests and ways of pushing my body into transcendental places. If naughty was a spectrum I have always been in the most colorful pools of it and without shame. I knew what I wanted and played pretty hard to get there.
By Monera Mason5 years ago in Confessions
Outlet Mouse Says Hello and Goodbye
As I was cleaning behind the fridge Sunday morning, I noticed something I hadn't ever seen before. It was a little mouse sticking its head out of the electrical outlet. At first I thought "how cute" and wondered if he was still alive. That's when several lessons came back hard and were re-learned through an instant of pain. It would be nice if I could say that a lesson learned is never forgotten, but as I get older and the memory capacity of my biological memory chip becomes rusty, the realization that learning is not what is happening - it is re-learning.
By 3D6 Space5 years ago in Confessions
Crazy Chronicles of An Ex Stripper
Yep, I was a stripper... It all started off as a spiteful argument. I was arguing with my Ex boyfriend and in that argument I said “I’ll just be a stripper then!” He was a lot older than me anyways and constantly doing things that didn’t respect our relationship. It didn’t help that I’m the type of person that follows through with what I say I am going to do.
By Dej Rene5 years ago in Confessions
A Trim of Triumph
Who knew that something as simple a task as trimming one's hair could bring such satisfaction? Not only does trimming the hair's ends defend against breakage, it is a symbolic act that is like releasing all your cares to the wind. In life, we encounter many tragedies and trials that weigh us down. Trimming the hair, or even cutting it completely provides an automatic sense of relief that is so esoteric. When life gets you down, cut your hair. It is a method of creative energy expelled through a pair of shears, bringing about a sense of change of the most indubitable proportions.
By Lynnette Walker5 years ago in Confessions
Love yourself more.
Let's start from the beginning. I'm the youngest of 5 and the closest sibling in age to me graduated high school when I was 12 years old. Moving in with just my dad and not living with any of my siblings until my freshman year of high school meant I spent a lot of my childhood alone. Now, I'm no therapist in any way, but I'm almost positive this somehow led to my deep investment into my friendships and relationships. Along with other issues I'm in the process of healing from, I have a big fear of being alone and abandoned. Now that we have a little background, let's get into exactly what led up to this reflection.
By muvalove5 years ago in Confessions
