Three years ago, something really bad and traumatic happened to me.
Something that has impacted my life and my womanhood until today. I've been seen someone and my best friend, parents and brother have been extremely present in helping me cope with it.
Yet i had been never able to write it down. Barely actually able to tell a few of my closest friends.
So last week, when out of nowhere, in the metro, i wrote a text about it, it felt like a huge accomplishment, bigger than anything i have accomplished in the last 3 years.
And the entire week, when people have been asking me, "so what's new with you?" although i answered the usual "i did this, or this really exciting thing happened", all i had as a real answer was" i wrote about it, i wrote about IT."
Something that has impacted my life and my womanhood until today. I've been seen someone and my best friend, parents and brother have been extremely present in helping me cope with it.
Yet i had been never able to write it down. Barely actually able to tell a few of my closest friends.
So last week, when out of nowhere, in the metro, i wrote a text about it, it felt like a huge accomplishment, bigger than anything i have accomplished in the last 3 years.
And the entire week, when people have been asking me, "so what's new with you?" although i answered the usual "i did this, or this really exciting thing happened", all i had as a real answer was" i wrote about it, i wrote about IT."
