A hell of a jobĀ 

My parents divorced when I was 12 years old. My mom told me that one of the reasons they got divorced was my dad being gay.  My dad was never open about his sexuality till he introduced me to the man he was about to marry. Not the fact him being gay, but the way…

Standoffish

For most of my friends it’s hard to believe but I used to be quite shy. When I had to buy a bread I rather went to the supermarket and grab one, than to ask for a bread at a bakery. I remember one day, instead of putting down my money on the counter and run…

LonelinessĀ 

There’s a taboo on talking about our bowel movement, as I wrote in my previous blog ‘shit happens’. Sadly there’s also a taboo on loneliness. To reveal loneliness seems like an admission of failure. Admitting being lonely is like admitting being a loser.  Everyone goes through times of loneliness at least once in their life,…

Shit happensĀ 

We are weird creatures, being ashamed of something so human. I’m talking about defecating and farting. It’s not very common to share information about our bowel movements with others, unless we are traveling. For backpackers it is a well discussed topic even with complete strangers, but otherwise it’s a unmentioned topic.  We are instilled with…

Read or not read

In certain social environments, like my own, books are the quintessential symbol of intelligence, education, knowledge and status. Not reading is often viewed as shallow and unintelligent.  From an early age it was clear that, unlike my sister who was straight ‘A’ student and read every book on the shelf, I had difficulties with reading,…

My final wish

Don’t get me wrong. I will not cash in chips anytime soon. To me life and death is inextricably linked so why not write about it.  I am facing a huge dilemma on coping with loss. On the one hand when a beloved one dies I see the need in saying goodbye, while on the…