I bit down on my fingers to withstand the pain. I felt like I was falling down a never ending slope – like I was losing grip of reality.
We live in a world that has set definitions for everything. However, the problem comes when the definitions overlap and overlapping definitions are problematic because confusion arises… Read more “I still miss my aborted child despite the abusive relationship”
I was raped three times by three different men. The first time, I was eight years old. I was raped by my neighbour. I remember that day… Read more “‘I still remember the way they smell’”