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When Your Tribe Is - Not Belonging. Top Story - June 2021.
I belong to nowhere. This realization came to me when I was living in London, United Kingdom. I had managed to save up enough holidays to make a month-long trip back to India. I excitedly told my colleague - 'I am going home.' He looked surprised and said, 'Well, you do that every day.' And that's when I realized that home to me had many meanings, unlike other people. And a little bit of introspection, and I realized I had a PhD in not fitting in.
By Anu Sundaram5 years ago in Confessions
Thanks, Mom! An Unforgettable Tale of Embarrassment from an American Adolescence
Hi, If your reading this you should feel really glad. Yes, feel really glad you didn't grow up with my mom. Fortunately, my mom is awesome but growing up she was always able to come up with the most wonderful ideas.
By K. Taylor5 years ago in Confessions
Thankgivin' in Da Bayou
I grew up in a small town in Southeast Texas called Bridge City. Like most teenagers, I went to parties and would sneak out of my friends’ houses with them. One night when I was 17, I met a guy named Colin. Our friends tried to get us to talk but I wasn’t really interested.
By Brandy Enn5 years ago in Confessions
A Life Alone
It’s an interesting feeling when you’re in a crowd and feel alone but it’s even more frustrating when you’re in a family and feel alone. I am one of six and while I always had an amazing relationship with my mother, I was never able to connect with my siblings or dad the way they connected with each other. As a teen this haunted me and I would ask what I found a great number of kids ask their parents “am I adopted?” This would usually lead to laughter and a reminder that I looked way too much like my mom to in fact be adopted. As I grew older I was never able to shake this feeling that I was just different. So I collected that because we had parents who allowed us to explore our own desired paths in life that it made this feeling more prominate. I have a sister who enjoys the arts of food, a sister who is a genius with numbers, one brother was great with cars while the other wanted to explore ministry and the oldest brother took to ranching and construction. I’m the creative one in the family, the musically inclined, the inquisitive one. But the character trait that separated me the most was that I research what I’m told, I don’t like taking things at face value, I run towards conflict in hopes to make a change, I enjoy reading books and writing. These things made me “odd” and different but then I was always quickly reminded that different was “a good thing” I learned to except what was and grew accustomed to the idea that I was just different and I shouldn’t put much thought into it.
By Crystal Gordon5 years ago in Confessions
Sucker Punched At The End
As a young child, I always had a self-conscious attitude towards myself. Coming from divorced parents and making the decision at a young age to stay with my father instead of my mother. Which is not the normal thing to do even when I was young. I thought that I would be better off with my father and in many ways I was. Me and my brother keep each other company, getting ourselves into trouble as young kids do. We lived in the family home and once my parent were divorced it was different in many ways. My mother was absent a lot of the time, as she had taken up with my father’s best friend at the time. Resentment for me had started at a young age towards my mother.
By Kirsten Ross5 years ago in Confessions
What A Day
I've been embarrassed about numerous things all my life but one incident in particular made me feel like it was the end of my world. It was my 15th birthday and I was so excited to get up at 6:15 that morning. I was so excited to see what my day was going to be like. Never been this excited to see what my mother had in store for me.
By Savannah Brock 5 years ago in Confessions
That didn't just happen
You know when you are just sitting reflecting back on all your life and then there is this thought that creeps in and you say to yourself "Oh S**T" I forgot about that and then roll about laughing. Well I am going to share one of my most embarrassing moments. I had just had a baby and me and the other half were getting back into our sex life when he proposed we make a video of us, I agreed after all he was my husband and it sounded fun and spontanious. We did the deed and watched our movie back then it was put away in a safe place.
By Michelle King5 years ago in Confessions
Struggling passion
When I first saw this challenge, honestly I got a little bit upset. Why? Why would anyone get upset about the beautiful feeling of PASSION? Because most of the things I used to be passionate about has dimmed over time. I doubt I'll win anything because of that statement, but this is about the deep struggles with the passions in my life, the best ones I've had to change, let go and accept.
By CosmicAli5 years ago in Confessions
My Story
This is my story. I will start by telling you that my story is not that pretty and it is harsh. It starts with me deciding that I wanted to be friends with my ex, with the hopes of winning him back. He called me one day over the summer just before freshman year, he asked if I was down to hang out and maybe do more. I said yes, which I later regretted. So we met at an abandoned house and talked for a while, then we started to kiss and remove clothing. He had me pinned to the floor and asked if I was ready I wanted to say no, I wanted to shake my head push him off me but I froze and he took that as a yes. Even when I put my hands on his chest trying to stop him he kept going, he finished and left me there. I got dressed and was too ashamed and scared to tell anyone so I kept my mouth shut. For years I kept that secret, I started having nightmares and was constantly afraid. I hated being touched and felt scared every time someone was interested in dating me. I felt like it was going to happen again. I finally let someone else in my life and I wanted to please him so I gave him whatever he wanted even if I didn’t want it. This includes sexual stuff, I started letting stuff happen to me without saying a word. Still having nightmares of my ex I just pushed it down and allowed this guy to continue using me. I finally had enough after 3 years of his bull, we broke up but I still allowed all of my ex’s use me. The guy after him was a single father. We dated for a little bit before he got me drunk down by the river and took advantage of me. I finally called it off when he tried to put me in the middle of his baby momma drama. After him I again let guys use me for whatever they wanted, I allowed myself to be used for sex again. I allowed myself to be taken advantage of yet again. I have spent so much time and energy allowing this to consume me. I am now living my life no longer allowing guys to take what they want. I lost so much just cause I let myself think I had no self-worth, I let myself think I was worthless, I let myself think that no one would ever love me. I know now that you have to love yourself before you can allow anyone to love you. I do not take anyone bull anymore, I do not allow anyone to take advantage of me anymore. I have spent many years letting that happen and I no longer will deal with that bull. I am a woman, we are powerful. I have learned to love myself, I know my worth. I know what I want in life and I know I am done playing games with these boys and allowing them to take what they want. This story may make many people think less of me but I honestly stopped caring what people think and what they want. I tell this story because I want to get it off my chest and want to let others who have gone through or are going through a similar situation. I want to let them know that it is ok and that they are not alone.
By Maria Johnson5 years ago in Confessions
True Crime: Evil Stepmother
We all grew up reading fairy tales that involve some kind of evil stepmother who abuses children. Usually good, sweet natured, beautiful children. Lately, the evil stepmother has gotten a bit of a reprieve in many types of media and medium, such as books and movies. While I, personally, enjoy seeing the much maligned "evil step-mother" trope finally catch a break, I think we also need to shed some light on actual evil mothers.
By Guenneth Speldrong5 years ago in Confessions
