Speaking Your Truth

I don’t want my dad to love me.

I don’t want my father to love me. As far as I can remembrer, my father was always a family man. He was more a family person when it came to his family, not to his wife and children. He...

Expressing happiness… ?

Expressing happiness… ? Dr. Subhra D.B As a small cheerful child, a beaming school girl, a studious collegeer and further as an optimistic adult, I remember my mother always telling me...

Resilient: A Survivor’s Path to Triumph

Resilient: A Survivor’s Path to Triumph It took me 25 years to understand what was wrong with me. It all started when I turned 18 and I decided to go live with the one who I thought was...

Youthful regrets

This is a sad story. But it can make smn else’s story better. It a story about two people who were too afraid to tell each other how they felt. The world crashed down and they still...

My Story

My Story by John-Michael Lander At fourteen, my life seemed poised for greatness. My name graced the national spotlight when I secured eighth place at the Junior Olympics in diving, earning...

I truly feel sad

I truly feel sad every night. I always have a big smile on my warm face. I wish someone noticed.

Oh Shame – a true tale of ableism

Yesterday as I began my scathing rebuke of the lady at the beach who undeservedly pitied me My dad to me in a hushed tone: “Don’t say anything.” Me to my dad: “No, dad, oh shame...

Will it ever get good?

*Might have spelling errors since I typed this quickly* This is where everything started 3rd grade I got bullied for the way I looked I hated it everything about it. I remember I had this...

Come back home…

Trigger warning: Before reading this post, please be aware that it contains descriptions of childhood rape and abuse. Where can I start? At this very moment I am sitting in a classroom with...

The Power of Transitions

Everyone tries their best to start their year with so much hope, at least that is what social media shows us , the constant contents on “vision boards , resolutions, 21 days of trying...