Your are 17 now, shouldn’t you be happy? No. I don’t think I will be. At least, not for a long time.

Christmas nightmare. Panic attacks. Crying. Begging for my friends and siblings. What is life..life without your lifelines?…

You gave me love Why do I want more from you? Shouldn't I be satisfied? I thought this would be enough Is it because it's you?

When we love ourselves, we give the world permission to love us, too.” Love Makes a Woman Beautiful—Inside and Out

A letter to my dad in poem form. He is dying, and even though he's put me through a lot, he's still my dad. Just wanted to share this and wanted to let everyone out there who has messed up fathers know that I completely understand. But know that when time takes them, I hope you have everything you wanted to say to them out. Because if you don't you won't get another chance.

Hi and I will be writing about my life and I would like to encourage ppl can try to be a good friend stop bullying and read my book because I will make u feel happy maybe even cry pls enjoyyy

Revelation is an excellent place in the bible to look for inspiration and self improvement. The bible not only tells of the truth, but it tells of a hope that the Christians will be saved for all eternity. It is excellent news for staying the course and following the commandments.

Second Chance Under Streetlights is a moving story about rekindled love, family, and resilience. After a chance reunion during a citywide blackout, Lena and Marcus confront the misunderstanding that once separated them and decide to give their relationship another chance. As they build a life together and raise three children, their love is tested when their youngest son is born with serious physical disabilities. Through hospital stays, sacrifices, and the challenges of balancing family and marriage, they learn that true love grows stronger through hardship. In time, their perseverance leads to an unexpected miracle that brings renewed hope and joy to their family.

What does “having a wife” really mean in modern relationships? Cheating hinges on violating love rules.

A partner’s history is, by definition, behind the curtain. It shapes who she is, but it doesn’t dictate your present together.

Notation of a nightmare. Stalked, tormented, and afraid; I've had these for months. They come and they go, but the subject remains the same.

Never Leave a Knife In The Sink - remembering interactions that shaped my thoughts and feelings while living with a partner that wasn't the right one.

A Theological Reflection on Grief, Formation and the Dignity We Lose Together When the Center is Pushed Out and Extremes Take Center Stage.

Love is not a luxury... Love doesn't need to be coaxed from you with a fingertip sensation. Love creeps slowly.. but passionately. Love breaks through barriers untold by the greatest heralds. Continue Reading for more...

1. Wildfire I was loud in crowded rooms, but quiet where it mattered. I knew how to hold a drink, and a secret. Confidence was a costume, tailored sharp at the edges. Underneath it, I folded my doubts into tiny paper cranes, and swallowed them whole.

We have a history of deep rooted phobia for doctors and if you had an aunt with schizophrenia - it was something swept under the family rug. I learned I had feelings that were uncontrolled by the chemicals in my brain... Continue reading to learn more.

We need to help people. It all starts with a loud, outspoken voice echoing into an entity that feeds off of the voiceless. Can we agree that we aren't a risk to society so much as a risk to ourselves? Why is BPD so stigmatized? Continue reading to find out more...

A raw and deeply personal memoir written to my three sons: Isaiah, Elijah, and Zechariah. This piece reflects on motherhood, trauma, addiction, grief, accountability, spiritual awakening, and breaking generational cycles of abuse. It is an honest apology, a testament to healing, and a declaration that the cycle ends here. Centered on kindness, forgiveness, and self-worth, this story is about transformation, redemption, and the hope of rebuilding love with the men my boys have become.

This is slightly based on true story. Just a girl navigating her way through high school friends, love interests, enemies,etc.

Why Me is a deeply personal poem about surviving addiction while grieving the people who didn’t make it out. It explores the complicated emotions that come with recovery gratitude, survivor’s guilt, remembrance, and the quiet question that lingers: Why did I live when so many others didn’t? Through honest reflection, the poem speaks about walking the same roads, fighting the same battles, and witnessing addiction take loved ones one by one. Rather than placing blame or calling anyone weak, it emphasizes the truth that addiction is a painful and unfair struggle one that does not measure a person’s worth. At its heart, Why Me is not only about loss. It is about carrying the memories of those who passed, honoring their names, and choosing to live in a way that keeps their stories alive. It is about turning survivor’s guilt into purpose, and remembrance into light.