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.

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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 →

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