I’m the middle child and only daughter. I was confused throughout most my childhood about what it meant to be the only girl in my family, alongside my three brothers. But my confusion was almost always sedated by my persistence, or what my...
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I do all of the things other young people my age do, like hang out with my friends, watch Youtube and Netflix, and listen to music. There are days when I don’t feel pretty and days when I feel great about myself. But there is one thing about...
October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month. An unexpected journey happened one year ago. I’m in my late 30’s. My doctor felt a lump when I went for my annual checkup. I had testing done in October 2017 and I was diagnosed with breast...
I lost my son to adoption and then suffered severe depression but now i’m Working hard to become self employed I want to share my story and maybe it will help someone
This is a story of a little girl. Her miserable life started at the age of six. She was a bit ill, suffering from cough and cold. Her parents took her to a doctor and there her downfall started. The doctor said to her parents that the girl was...
I grew up in what was referred to as a squatters community or captured land. Families living there were below the poverty line. It meant that most were living in poor conditions and seeking a way out. Some women sought refuge in sexual...
My Freedom Butterfly “You see, butterflies are things of beauty and fly without being trapped.” – Bernie “He wanted me to get a tattoo. I got one and he got angry because it wasn’t big enough. I found out that there was another...
Hey! Today I’ve decided to share my story with everyone. I’m a 17 year old girl,a second born of two siblings. I live with my father and my stepmom,my stepsis and my little brother In 2012 my biological mother and my dad started to...
My story is a mixture of fear, molestation, anger, frustration, strength, etc etc.. It all started when I was around 12 years. I felt a hand touching me places while I was sleeping. I would wake up midnight to that dirty feeling realising that...
Being born into a Pakistani family, it’s not easy to stop listening to what people are saying about you: about the way you dress, you walk, you talk, or you smile. I had to choose between walking away or giving in to people’s expectations...