Memoir Stories

Being Indian American feels like living in a pressure cooker wrapped in a smile. You're told to be perfect, productive, palatable - never loud, never intimidating. But travel to India, and you'll meet folks who are bold, stylish, confident, and unapologetically gangsta. DEAR DIASPORA, YOU'RE NOT THE MAIN CHARACTER is a sharp, personal callout - not to India, but to the suffocating performance of "representation," perfectionism and intraracial competition that dominates Desi life in the West. This isn't a sob story - it's a truth bomb. A cultural essay that demands real freedom, not filtered branding. If you're ready to sip some realness, break free from the cage of expectations, and find your max pro aura - this is for you. 🍋 Bold. Tart. Sweet. Unfiltered. 🍋 Just like a glass of limeade on a hot day.

I am a cat, and I would like to tell you about my life, from birth to the end. My roommate is human ー unfortunately, not a cat. She believes I'm her pet, but she's wrong. I'm TonTon, a feline philosopher who rules his small kingdom with wit, patience, and dignity. From misunderstanding the "litter pan game" to teaching my human roommate about love, respect, and the art of coexistence, this story traces a fictionalized lifetime shared between two species. Based on the true life of an extraordinary cat, My Roommate Is Not a Cat is a heartwarming Animal Fiction ー a humorous yet deeply moving tale of intelligence, loyalty, and the silent love that never fades.

I begged my mom for a later curfew. She said no. I didn't listen. That night, I sat in the passenger seat while my best friend drove us through an intersection. Music up. No fear. No sense of time. Then headlights came from my side. A car hit us going seventy-five miles per hour. My seat stopped being a seat. My body stopped making sense. I should have died there. I didn't. In the space between impact and silence, I met God. God Met Me in the Intersection is a raw, poetic testimony about recklessness, faith lost and found, and the moment a teenage girl realized she wasn't invincible. Written for the girls who stay out too late, run with the wrong crowd, and think they'll have time to fix things later; this is a story about survival, second chances, and the night everything changed.

You can travel the world together and still feel the distance. A Canadian man returns to Greece with his Greek wife, hoping that time away-ancient ruins, mountain roads, olive groves warmed by sun-might soften what years of responsibility have tightened. They are not broken. But they are no longer certain they are moving in the same direction. As they travel, old myths surface alongside newer doubts. Symbols recur-the owl, the olive, the laurel-quiet reminders that love, like history, survives through attention and care, not grand gestures. What begins as a shared journey becomes an intimate reckoning with marriage, desire, aging, and the fear of losing the person who knows you best. This is not a story about falling in love. It is about choosing each other-again. For readers who love slow-burn relationships, emotionally intelligent storytelling, second-chance love, and romances where connection deepens through honesty rather than spectacle.

Two strangers in their mid-sixties come together to turn their dreams into reality. Their three-year adventure takes them through extreme sailing in some of the wildest and most remote waters on the planet, and they do it in comfort and style. Many parts of this book read like Action/Adventure novels and, at times, Thrillers. Some of the experiences, both afloat and ashore, are so incredible that some might consider them Fantasies. But it all happened, and as the adventure unfolded, I wrote a blog that gained over 3,000 daily views and grew beyond a million words and over 2,500 images. This is a condensed rewrite of that blog, but with Wattpad's limit of twenty images per chapter, I've included only 2,450 here.

Because why not :)

Valentine's Day is coming... but do you really want to see what my brain thinks about every single moment leading up to the lovey-dovey chaos? You do? Okay... enjoy? WARNING: Contains massive amounts of sarcasm, brutal honesty, intrusive thoughts, impulsive ideas, occasional PDA sightings. and weird humor. Viewer discretion advised.

A true-life story of friendship, betrayal, silence, and healing. This memoir follows my journey from loneliness to self-discovery.

Have you ever paused while telling a beautiful fairytale to your children, nieces, or nephews and quietly realized how unrealistic it actually sounds? Perhaps, in the back of your mind, a thought lingers - that the story feels carefully constructed, painfully polished, almost too perfect to be true. As adults, when we revisit these tales, we cannot help but question them. We smile and think, Yes, of course he will wait for you. As if love unfolds so patiently and flawlessly in real life. And yet, what if we have been looking at these stories the wrong way? What if the fairytales we grew up hearing - and now pass down to the next generation - are not simply fantasies, but reflections of something deeper? What if, beneath the embellishment and grandeur, there are truths about longing, hope, resilience, and self-worth? This book invites you to see those stories differently. It is a reflective memoir exploring how fairytales shaped unrealistic romantic expectations - and how unlearning them reshaped self-worth. Through personal experience and honest introspection, Like A Princess She Felt examines the quiet ways we internalize grand love stories and measure our own lives against them. It challenges the idea that love must be dramatic to be meaningful, or that waiting to be chosen is the same as being worthy. Because sometimes, the most important transformation is not finding the prince. It is discovering that you were whole long before he arrived. - Aara Aleera

My Rose is a memoir told through the life of a daughter as she pieces together her mother's story from memory, absence, and late truths. By tracing the choices her mother made, about love, belief, motherhood, and survival, the narrator examines the patterns passed down to her and questions which ones must end with her. The book is an exploration of inheritance, not of possessions, but of decisions, consequences, and the quiet determination to live differently without erasing the woman who came before.

Cardy Lady, 64, recently made redundant, part-time carer for a charming but dangerously flirtatious 91-year-old mother. Trying to navigate work, love, money, technology, and desire in late-stage capitalism. Still hopeful, curious and occasionally inappropriate. This is my diary.

This is me. Every day, trying to be a better man - even when I don't feel like one. A mess of thoughts, failures, wins, and everything in between. This is my journey in real time, raw and unfiltered. I'm not writing for attention. I'm writing for release. I pray that someone finds solace in the words on these pages. This is an ongoing journey with daily entries. It will be long. There will always be something to read. I think of this as a rough draft to a future published book - if I'm lucky enough to make it that far. Because of how I'm writing this, there won't be hundreds of parts. A new part begins each week, and daily entries live within the current week. Simple. Honest. Consistent.

Some marriages begin with celebrations. Mine began with silence, fear, numbness and unanswered calls. I am Raveesh. This is not a love story the way people like to hear it. It is the story of a marriage that happened in silence, fear, manipulation, and numbness - a marriage my family was not present for yet paid the heaviest price for. Told from where I stand today, in December 2025, this is my truth - of love that blurred judgment, of obedience mistaken for sacrifice, of faith questioned, of a woman who walked out of her home thinking she was choosing marriage, only to realize much later what she had actually lost. This story is not about villains or heroes. It is about how easily a life can change when fear speaks louder than intuition, and how some doors, once closed, take years to even knock on again. This is the marriage my family didn't attend - but lived with the consequences of, every single day.

A re-telling of my memories growing up in the Midwest during the 1990s and early 2000s. It's not what you think. I took a rough route to get where i am. It wasn't necessarily wrong. It just wasn't the best. This is a documentary of my adolescence and beyond. The music, the bands, and the screaming. Childbirth and marriage and divorce. From the mind of the one who lived it. No butter. No embellishing. I remain as neutral as possible. This is not revenge and this is not retribution. This is me laying it all out so I can see what happened to me. This is an investigation of my destruction.

1 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐑 ──────── ₊⋆☽◯☾⋆₊ ──────── Blood Red Roses is a 𝒑𝒐𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒄 memoir of becoming, an 𝒖𝒏𝒇𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 of myself, one fragile 𝒑𝒆𝒕𝒂𝒍 at a time. This collection traces my journey through the 𝒇𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒍𝒆 and 𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒍𝒆𝒅 years of teenagehood. Through each poem, you would get a glimpse of 𝒓𝒂𝒘 and 𝒖𝒏𝒇𝒊𝒍𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 moments of love, heartbreak, loss, confusion and even 𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒔 of 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒚. The title is more than just a name : it is a 𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒂𝒑𝒉𝒐𝒓 of growth and acceptance . Each year, each experience was a petal 𝒖𝒏𝒇𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 . Some were 𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕 like teenage innocence while others were 𝒋𝒂𝒈𝒈𝒆𝒅, 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅 with blood, 𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 by heartbreak and 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕 in reaching. Some were glowing 𝒓𝒆𝒅 under the eternal 𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 of euphoria while others were 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 due to the 𝒅𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔 of insecurity and 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒔 of pent up emotions . But together these roses compose the bouquet of my becoming. Now I offer this bouquet to you, dear reader, and hope you find petals of your own and embrace the garden you are meant to be. ──────── ₊⋆☽◯☾⋆₊ ──────── ⟪ h i g h e s t r a n k i n g s ⟫ #1 in poesia (out of 15k stories) #1 in spokenword (out of 4.57k stories) #1 in personal thoughts (out of 2.5k stories)

This is a book about becoming whole while still broken. Pieces of Me I'm Learning to Love is a collection of reflections, memories, and quiet confessions about love, loss, longing, healing, and self-discovery. Written in fragments and truths, this book holds the thoughts we never say out loud, the ones about staying too long, leaving too late, and learning to choose yourself even when it hurts. If you've ever loved deeply, felt unseen, or tried to heal in silence, this book is for you. A Rwandan voice, telling a universal story.

The account of actor Alan Rickman's new life as a spirit guide continues in the sequel to Sonya White Jaguar's first book released in May 2022. This second volume covers: Alan's perspective on what it's like to be a spirit guide and the training he underwent. How Alan became a Reiki Master and his ability to administer Reiki attunements on the other side. Alan's thoughts on space and time, why we incarnate, soul mates, the coronavirus pandemic, and much more!

Sebuah memoar reflektif tentang tumbuh tanpa ruang untuk merasa. Tentang luka yang dipelihara, kasih yang mengekang, dan perjuangan menemukan diri sendiri.

A piece I wrote about therapy, and the importance of boundaries. This is a real, raw, emotional short memoir from my own personal experiences.

When Heaven Whispered is a quiet, reflective story about a child growing up in a Vietnamese Catholic family, where faith is learned not through sermons, but through daily life. Through the gentle presence of a grandmother, whispered prayers, rosary beads worn smooth by time, and moments of unexplained light and loss, the narrator begins to see the world with more than ordinary eyes. Set in the rural Mekong Delta, this story explores memory, belief, family, and the subtle ways God reveals Himself-in kitchens, candlelight, and the silence between prayers. It is a story about seeds of faith, planted early, growing slowly, and lasting a lifetime.