"Wait! Where is the food bag?"Made it on time.I was standing in the train entrance.And then: I did not see my bright green bag anywhere. I had rushed to the train in Parkano and got in with my heavy grey backpack, ready…
Today I want to be personal. What am I ashamed about? Get your popcorn out. At times I am ashamed that I am divorced. I went into my first marriage with the thought that I will remain in that relationship…
When I was a teenager and a young adult, I had various complaints about my body. I didn’t like the pimples (or the scars from the pimples), especially those on my temples and on my back. I thought my breasts…
I don’t remember how it started. It must have come creeping up on me slowly during puberty. At some point, there was no way to ignore it: I was one of those teens who was constantly blushing - usually combined…