I have thought about my blog, have read a lot and have made up my mind. I will not follow certain blogging rules, will publish controversial posts the same way I will share everything else. I will be respectful and kind, will not abuse the right to judge, just because I am hidden behind a… Continue reading Complicated in all its Simplicity
I am always the clown, the one who is in a good mood and tries to lift others up. Today in the morning I tried to lift myself up –literally- and I couldn’t. I couldn’t lift my own weight up, had to hold on to the nightstand to get back on my feet. Searching under… Continue reading Big Girls Do Cry
"If you think it can't get worse," Petula sighed with a heavy heart. "Com' on, it's not that bad. Somehow we'll always make it work," Clark tried to cheer her up. "I don't want to be here," Petula sounded like a spoiled child. "I want to be in the next picture." "It's not up to… Continue reading Lesson Learned
How do you forgive yourself when you have destroyed your own life? When you have self-sabotaged and talked yourself out of every healthy choice you're presented with? When you engage in a pattern of self-destructive behavior that only feeds on itself and drags you down into a black hole? At times, I feel like my… Continue reading Forgiveness for the Fat Lady!
'Write an essay until the end of the day,' she had said with a smile and gave me the ugliest picture I had ever seen. My future depends on this story, lays in the hands of a teacher, who will either show mercy or let me fail. How can I dream if there is emptiness? How… Continue reading The Ugly Picture
'Why don't you take care of the grass,' the hunter said and for the first time in their long life together she understood. He had been raised and taught to hunt for food and provide for his family. Their home and everything in, and around it, was her territory -no matter what. In the evening… Continue reading The Hunter and his Wife
Just a few feet away there is life. I can hear people talk, there is laughter. One small step is all it takes -but I am afraid. How will they treat me? Will they be kind and understanding or cruel perhaps even turn away from me? Being different is tough, always has been. Times have… Continue reading Into the Spotlight