So what if she knows .

There is a systemic creation of norms where women’s sense of worth and beauty is dependent on other people.

Let’s talk about sex…Again!

She slowly crouched while pressing her back against the wall. Her legs were no longer able to support her weight, but instead, they trembled. She rubbed her hands down her hips, trying to wipe off the dripping sweat and simultaneously offering more balance as she felt lightheaded. Her tears felt acidic as they burned through…

Outgrowing the lie.

Through education, we have subconsciously built upon theĀ ‘battle of the sexes’Ā developing it to a real gendered rivalry

To whom it may concern:

This truth allowed me to thrive and be the best version of myself without any limits whatsoever.

Brain storm

How do you describe the end of a story that is still unfolding?.Ā