I went through most of my childhood feeling lost, with the constant question of why me ? I felt the world owed me a favour, and i want’ed everyone else to suffer like i had. I was caught up in the grief of losing who i once was, the little girl that my soul belongs to, but my mind and heart were someone else’s i did’nt yet recognise, nor did i even like her, but one thing is for sure ( I thought) I should’nt of had to lose myself because of the filthy mind and actions of my grandfather. So i was going to make the new version of me, someone who did’nt care, did’nt love, did’nt feel bad or sorry or guilty. I was no longer I and now her!!!
The Secret Superpowers of Asian Moms
In the realm of family dynamics, there’s a unique breed of superheroes who don’t wear capes but wield a spatula with the same dexterity…