If you met me or knew me two months ago, you would not have failed to notice the nails on my left hand. I treasured my nails. They were among the things that I love about myself. I decided to cut them some time in July and when some of my friends actually asked me… Continue reading Look again
Finding real happiness, exploring your possibilities and most importantly – discovering YOU. via Growing up in a small town – Why you need to leave before you stay. — Noir et Blanc
The following article will be in English. Would you like to read the article in a different language too? E-mail me: firstname.lastname@example.org and I’ll translate it for you. After listening to several podcasts, I wanted to write a little more about my burn out, because I have the feeling there is still an information gap […]… Continue reading Balancing in a fast moving world — myslowworld
A few years back I would have said yes. The younger version, not that I'm old, of me thought that pretty was all about looks or that's what everyone made me think. Then I sat and gave it a thought and realized pretty isn't the looks. It's everything you have to offer. What's it that… Continue reading I’m not pretty, are you?
I was telling a close friend of mine an incident I had with a friend who was dear to me then we drifted. We had gone out eating and she was so furious about something I had just done and I realized she had this pent up anger that has been there for ages but… Continue reading Time is a master breaker
I am a supposed to be a daughter, soon to be wife and mother. I need to live for Me and I need to live for you too. Why must I have a double life? The world's weight on my shoulders is heavy but you're still adding more weight to it. Why must we fight?… Continue reading A letter to my love
Someone asked me which version of them I prefer and I actually asked them are they insinuating there was an old them. And they were not sure how to respond to that. I want to think we work like the world. The same way there’s always someome new to meet in the world there’s this… Continue reading Comfortable to be uncomfortable