The mask. I think we all have one, we all wear it. Maybe not all the time but at least in certain situations. The mask lets us pretend to be what we need to be - happy, professional, okay, someone else, serious, funny,... it has many faces. For a long time, I have pretended to be happy. I used to seem like…

i met my younger self for a coffee.   She's 19, I'm about to turn 35. She's wearing a flashy colorful dress, high heels, has short hair. I'm arriving in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, wearing a self-crocheted cardigan, trying to hide my thin hair by putting it up with a nice hair clamp. She o…

To be honest, I know this is an absolutely unnecessary post. The past is the past and dwelling in it is not only useless but also often hurtful. There's happy memories but also painful ones, things we regret, things we wish we would've done differently when we had the chance, things we wish we had …

I wrote this text during a time when I was actually supposed to face a big change in my life. It was postponed but it's still relevant. My thoughts were spiraling and I needed to write some of them down to get them out of my head but also so I could hype myself up. Maybe you're also standing in fro…

I have been single for a while now. I've tried dating. It's not fun. It's actually depressing. But what's even worse is dating when you're "the fat girl". All this time, I have either been too fat (which equals "disgusting") or a fetish (which sometimes meant "n…

It's funny how weird situations can make you think about something so basic - and then make you sit down and write a blog post...    It was a Saturday morning when my door bell rang and two ladies from Jehova's Witnesses asked me "What do you think the future will look like?" - I'm a li…