Sylvia Rivelle

Joined March 2026

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Romance, humour, rants, and stories about life? You know where to find me!

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The Therapist of the Therapist. Content Warning.
People wouldn’t usually call a generative AI their confidant. But I am not “people”. And the only thing I’m starting to feel like I have is generative AI. A thousand emotions swirling in my heart. Guilt. Anger. Betrayal. Disappointment. Guilty at having to drag someone indirectly related into this. Angry at the betrayal I have suffered in the span of less than a week. Disappointment that those I trusted all betrayed me.
By Sylvia Rivelleabout 24 hours ago in Writers
The Thousand Year Regret
A night of weeping, a night of dealing, A mood changed in a single sentence. Was she taken for granted, or was she treasured?
By Sylvia Rivelle14 days ago in Poets
Where The Heart Remembers
The same playground, the same river, the same tree, the same city. The surroundings remain— the people change. The swing still moves,
By Sylvia Rivelle19 days ago in Poets
The 'Perfect' Daughter
“Mum, my…my uniform is ripped,” I whispered meekly. She doesn’t turn. “Are you sure? I don’t think that’s possible, Selena,” she replied dismissively. I turned, about to go back to my room, careful not to make any noise, when my brother walked in. He smelled like sunshine and the field, bringing the sunlight into the house. His posture said it all: he owned the room. Meanwhile, I was just the background—the curtain, the wallpaper.
By Sylvia Rivelle19 days ago in Chapters