For the first time in my life I was ashamed to be called a woman. It appeared like as a woman I was helpless, defenseless and weak; for the first time in my life I felt weak. That’s not an experience one wants to have.
Growing up my parents were really obsessed with me attending a boarding school.I remember the early years were the hardest for me, I had never been away from my family and I wasn’t really getting along with people. I cried endlessly. Time after time I sent messages to my father claiming to be sick and... Continue Reading →
I was bullied in Junior Secondary School by someone I called friend. I had to put her first in everything I did, she took advantage of my really quiet and shy nature. It was an emotional torture. One time she wanted to give her phone to me, she wasn't looking so she dropped the phone... Continue Reading →
I am Sudanese and my wife is Egyptian. We met in 1964, over a dead body. We didn't commit murder together if that's what you are thinking. We were in medical school, she was my partner. I remember how nervous I was about meddling with a real corpse, it was an old man and he... Continue Reading →
This is my sister Isabel. She died in her sleep a few months ago from an accidental gas leak from the heater. At least that's what we tell people happened. The truth is she committed suicide. She shut the doors, took sleeping pills, gassed up her room, and went to bed. She was found a... Continue Reading →
Good day people, so I am starting a new thing on the blog (insert crazy dance) where i'm basically telling the stories of random people i meet on my earthly voyage. The world is filled with over 7 billion people, each one unique with a different story to tell. So this is me taking my... Continue Reading →