You are an emotionally abusive mother whose greatest function in my life has been to perpetuate your husband's abuse. It has always been and always will be about him. About not making him angry, about taking care of him, about giving him food this way and that. He will always be your number one priority. And so you see, I have no business being here.'
I remember a while ago reading an essay about a writer who could walk on the streets and be recognized by no one until he would say his name. Then the other parties would be excited, calling him doctor because he was an award winner, asking him about his books and revealing how much they... Continue Reading →
“The difference between successful people and very successful people is that very successful people say no to almost everything.” — Warren Buffett
First time I talked to a relative I considered superior at the time, I was so offended. Yes, this person was an adult but I wondered why she never seemed to be in control of anything. If I asked her for something, she would have to ask someone else first. Her superior as well, even... Continue Reading →
He told me I needed more hours of sleep. There was no way I could sleep at 2 am and be up by 8am he insisted. And to him, this idea was crazy and unhealthy. (yes, I know it's unhealthy but it's not me who does it. Its my brain. 😿😿😿😿😿😿) Except, for many years... Continue Reading →
We have all heard of feminism or at least the term women empowerment being used by some person somewhere. I’ll admit I buy most of the feminist’s concepts and I am one person who would set out in full motion to watch women get equal opportunities as men. So in short, I call myself a... Continue Reading →
Yes! I cried at its end and I don’t even know why. But I cried. Was it the plot? The characterization or the talent showed by the cast? The cinematography or what? I don’t know. I must be overly emotional or just too good a person. Because my tears count and I loved this... Continue Reading →
I got the feeling that this was going to be another replica of Beasts of No Nation. But later it proved me wrong. I could however not avoid the urge to note down a few things that to me were a little off even though these were later over shadowed.
Gather Together In My Name - Maya Angelou's autobiography. VOLUME 2. It is mesmerizing how this author would take you through a series of her American past as though it were your own. I have to read, but I have to admit. Maya Angelou is, if not the best I have read. [That woman was... Continue Reading →