I remember my first mobile phone. I was about eighteen years old and I wanted one so badly. I was about to start Uni and it was just the summer holidays. I found a temp job in a store selling car parts and that's how I managed to buy it. Made me feel so important…
Motherhood seems like a vacation for non parents. I mean what do you have to do? Raise a child. How card can that be? Right? Well .... WRONG. Motherhood involves an immense workload that can only be seen when you stop doing it. It's invisible but so damn stressful and exhausting. It's those worries that…
It's morning. Is she awake? Did I just not hear her? What's the time? Oh, just six am. It's fine. I can sleep at least for another hour or so. Better close my eyes and just sleep. Damn. That neighbor's child screaming now. I cannot not hear it. I wonder what is er problem so…
I don't know where this crazy desire for helping others comes. Maybe from the books I read when I was a teenager, maybe from me wanting to make a change somehow, make a difference wherever I am. But is it good TO HELP OTHERS? Someone once said don't help others unless you are asked to…
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