I’m a physician in Chicago. I’ve spent most of my adult life taking care of other people. In medicine, you’re trained to give. Time, energy, attention—sometimes pieces of yourself. You stay late. You answer calls on days o...
The message came in at 11:43 p.m. “Hey… I don’t usually ask for help, but my cat is sick. The vet bill is really high. I don’t know what to do.” There was a photo attached. A shaky picture of a piece of paper with ...
That sentence pissed me off the first time I read it. It popped up on my feed like an insult. Sharp. Condescending. Like it was talking directly to me—like it knew exactly what I was doing at 1:17 a.m., thumb hovering over my phone, heart r...
I’m from the Philippines, but I’ve been living in Washington for the past few years, teaching at a small school here. I’ve been a teacher for nearly a decade. I love teaching—truly—but there’s one student who h...
You can call me Takumi. I’m from Japan. I’m not writing this about myself, at least not directly. I’m writing about my friend—the kind of friend you don’t forget, even when you wish you could stop thinking about him....
My name is Jim.I’m from the Philippines.And this is the first time I’ve ever written this down without lying to myself. I didn’t plan to become a simp. No one ever does. It doesn’t start with obsession. It starts with hope...
My name is Ethan. I’m from North Carolina. I live in a small apartment near where I grew up, close enough that nothing ever feels new, but far enough that I can pretend I’m independent. I work a normal job, nothing impressive. If you ...
My name is James, and I’m from Virginia, USA. I’ve been a simp for ten years now, though it took me almost all of that time to admit it out loud—even to myself. In Virginia, the seasons change gently. Summers hum with cicadas, a...
It had been six months since the night I found Jian Hui alone at Esplanade, broken from simping over Alyssa.Six months of gym sessions, late-night prata talks, and slow rebuilding. He was better.Not perfect, but better. He laughed again.He start...
My name is Marcus Tan, I’m from Singapore, and this is the story of my friend —maybe the biggest simp I’ve ever known — Jian Hui. He wasn’t always like this.Back in poly, he was the funny guy, the type who made peopl...
My name is Thanawat, but everyone calls me Wat. I’m from Chiang Mai, Thailand — a place full of mountains and quiet sunrises. People say the air here is peaceful, but inside me?Inside me there is a storm I can never escape. And the c...
It always happened when the weather got bad. Every time the sky turned grey, every time rain hit the pavement, every time thunder rolled in… my phone would light up with her name. Liana. She never called me when she was happy.She never c...
I didn’t realize I was a simp at first. I just thought I was loyal. Thought I was patient. Thought I was “different from other guys.” That’s what I told myself every time I stayed up past midnight waiting for a reply that n...
I don’t know when it happened, but somewhere between our late-night chats and her casual “you’re the sweetest haha,” I became that guy again. The simp. Her name this time is Kara. We’re not together.We’re not...
I used to think I wasn’t a simp. I thought I was just being “nice.” But looking back, I wasn’t just nice—I was available, always waiting, and hoping for crumbs from a woman who never saw me the way I saw her. Her nam...
