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Weekly Contest #305
At the intersection, I could go right and head home — but turning left would take me... At the intersection, I could go right and head home - but turning left would take me to a place of no return. The tickets for the plane were in my right back pant pocket, my passport was in my handbag. It would take one second to make a different decision. Once second to choose going home over leaving a country, a continent, a so-called home. I think: "Whatever, goodbye to all the people who are not helping. I love this land, and I love the culture but t...
Weekly Contest #303
Spencer and I sat at a coffee shop and had an intense discussion about people who feel like victims, God, recovery, experiences and choices.“You just do not understand I did not have a choice.” This sentence is used and abused, and people are not willing to take responsibility for their actions. My friend Spencer and I disagree with people who think that they are victims. We both worked on our recovery and we both are many years free from victimhood.“Enough already. I tell you that everybody has a choice.” Spencer loudly and excitedly exclai...
Weekly Contest #302
TW: Contains themes of abuse and traumaI was once in a predicament. Years ago, I made the difficult decision to leave Austria and move to another continent. This decision was mostly but not entirely based on my abusive family and my insanely mentally, physically and sexually abusive mother. I know dear reader this is a concept which is difficult to grasp. Yet, this is a tiny part of the story of my past. Today I live in today only. I rarely look back. My mother, well the women who gave birth to my half siblings and me was a mentally defectiv...
Weekly Contest #280
“I was wondering why you waited so long to tell me the truth. Why did you wait until now? Until I proposed to you?”“John, you did not listen to me in the first place. You never listened when I said that I have to tell you something about me and now it has come to this point."“Well had you been upfront from the beginning, on our first date then we would not this conversation right now.”“So, you mean to tell me that you would have still gone out with me if I had told you from the very beginning who I was?”“I am not saying that. I am not sur...
Weekly Contest #278
It was late in the evening on a Thursday, and I was still at work in the detox facility. I am the owner of the business. It is a detox treatment facility for females and their children who suffer from addiction. I was cleaning for the holiday season and in the middle of decluttering the donation closets at my work, my phone rang. Ithought to myself: “I hate cell phones where are the good old times?” The phonecall from Spence was anything but pleasant. Mt friend TT was laying on herdeath bed. This call came so unexpected that dropped the...
Weekly Contest #277
– Be hopeful all ye who enter. -I know, I know, they call me Maleficent. Nobody in the human empires remembers or reminded humans, that my name is Benefice. However, you all who read this must understand that Maleficent is the name humans gave me. I went from Benefice to Maleficent, after I stood up for myself and helped the fairies stand up together against human oppression. Sadly, I must say, it is humans who surrounded me since I was little, who decided to turn on me and my fairies, humans turned into our enemy. Or did they? Maybe t...
Weekly Contest #276
Looking over my shoulder, I walked fast, faster and out of the establishment, a well-known bar in West Hollywood named “The Rainbow Bar and Grill". I began running, I slightly sped up on the sidewalk a little faster, still looking back and suddenly came to an abrupt halt. “Ouch” I said, “what the hell”, I had run into someone on the sidewalk. A tall man standing solidly grounded, body firm posture, outside the building next to the Rainbow. I thought “damn” because I kept looking backwards instead of in the direction in which I was running, I...
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