Humanity
How Faith Brings Communities Together in Divided Times
On a cool evening not long ago, neighbors who rarely spoke to one another gathered in a small park for a candlelight vigil. Some came from different political parties. Others held very different views about local issues. Yet for that hour, none of those labels seemed to matter. They stood shoulder to shoulder, sharing quiet prayers and simple songs. No one debated. No one tried to win. They were there for something deeper.
By Mike Signorelliabout 7 hours ago in Confessions
A Small Story About Honesty
Nearly a decade ago, a notification appeared on my computer screen that felt like a brush with destiny. At the time, I was an active participant in the digital world of fandom, leaving thoughtful, supportive comments on the social media posts of a well-known and internationally recognized actor I deeply admired. Then, the impossible happened: a private message arrived.
By Anna K.2 days ago in Confessions
Letters to the Grave
Have you ever felt the pull of the past—that quiet ache to return to the crossroads where words were left unsaid? Not to chase the echoes of the dead, but to face the living ghosts we carry—the ones who walked out of our days, or slipped from our minds, or were cut away like threads no longer meant to weave our story. These are the conversations that haunt the quiet moments, letters addressed to absences, sent to the spaces where people once stood before time, distance, or choice turned them into shadows.
By Jackie Fazekas2 days ago in Confessions
A Small Thing That Brightened My Day. AI-Generated.
I did not wake up expecting anything special from today. It started like one of those grey, slightly off days where everything feels a little too loud and a little too heavy, even before anything actually goes wrong. I scrolled my phone longer than I should have, got up later than I planned, and already felt behind before I had even begun.
By Zeyrox Xen02 days ago in Confessions
An Honest Question
There's an ache that comes over me in the quiet. Sometimes it hits in the middle of the day, when my toddler is sleeping and the others are in their bedrooms, playing or reading. Sometimes it happens in the moments before I open my eyes in the morning, but most times it happens at night. This ache urges me to reach out for a fix of something. Validation. Importance. Success.
By Mezmur3 days ago in Confessions
The hidden of cost always saying yes
Imagine this Your phone buzzes at 11:47 p.m. It’s your coworker asking if you can “quickly” cover their shift tomorrow. You’re exhausted, your inbox is a war zone, and your therapist literally told you last week to practice saying no.
By creator3 days ago in Confessions
