I am slowly coming to terms with acccepting that my gut feeling is there for a reason. That having a strange feeling or reaction to a situation isn’t “overreacting” or “exaggerating”, if it is what I feel deep inside of me. Writing, for me, really has therapeutic benefits. I always joked about not being able…… Continue reading If You’d Only Dress Down
“Ist hier noch frei?” Im Nachhinein ist es fast amüsant, dass unsere erste Begegnung mit diesem Satz beginnen sollte. Es war der erste Donnerstag in meiner langwierigen Uni-Karriere und ich saß in einem viel zu stickigen Hörsaal. Wir schreiben das Jahr 2013, es ist Oktober und dies ist meine erste Vorlesung. Noch sind alle wahnsinnig…… Continue reading Lea (German/Deutsch)
I am, as always, speaking for myself. Women are trained to compare themselves to every other female human being on their radar. And let’s not go on and on about Social Media because it’s a matter of upbringing. (If my Education minor is showing, wave hello). Unhappy mothers project their body image and their values…… Continue reading How I Stopped Being Jealous
Once upon time, in a land with no smartphones… For the last 12+ hours, I got a glimpse of what my parents must have felt like in their 20s. I was on a date, overnight, and when I sat down on the train to his hometown, I noticed that I forgot to bring my phone.…… Continue reading That Time I Forgot My Phone and Left the House
I took this quote from a Youtube video by Hello Katy. She’s an awesome person and you should check out “I’m too heavy” and her other videos! When you think back about the moments or a period of time in your life when you were “happy” or “the hapiest person of them all”, what comes to…… Continue reading Who were you before the world told you who you should be?
It’s time to pick your favourite Dress she says and holds up two as different as night and day „Get out the way“ the old one shouts and sits nearby where my place should be I remember your words as if you just said them that man does not make one day in the life…… Continue reading Mother and a Child
Note: This post is in German (say what). Maybe I’ll do a version of it in English, or just practice your German with me if you don’t get what I am saying. FYI, this is a tale about women who don’t smile at work. Or so. Sind wir doch mal ehrlich, als Servicemaus oder -mäuserich…… Continue reading Best of Gastro-Life: Und ein Lächeln.