I don’t think it should be a taboo to talk about periods. A few days ago, my period started and I thought to blog about it because I believe that men should know what women go through. Then I found out a film about menstruation just won an Oscar, which reinforced my idea to write this post.[Read more…]
How long do you need to live away from a place for it to no longer be your home?
What the hell is Valentine’s Day anyway and why does it exist? [Read more…]
I quit my job because I could. I acknowledge the fact that I was and am in an economic position where I could make the decision to stop doing something that was making me unhappy. I know that I am privileged in this way. Perhaps one day I will no longer be, but I decided that while I can take this liberty, I will. [Read more…]
I am 30 in two months. Growing up, I wanted three kids by 30. Even at 25, I thought I wanted at least one kid by 30. I am so glad this didn’t happen. [Read more…]
I don’t give a shit about my career. I tried it for a while, caring about having a career, but I’ve decided it’s not for me.
Why are we told from such a young age that in order to be succeed at life, we should get married and build a career? First off, why do we need to be successful? Anyway, that’s a discussion for another day. I’d say succeeding at being happy is more important than succeeding in your career. Great if you can have both, but too many people I know are chasing career success at the expense of their own happiness. [Read more…]
Some white people I know tell me I am too preoccupied with race. What they don’t understand is that it is something I have to deal with every day. When people see me, I am sure the first thing they notice is my race. It is used as the first adjective to describe me. When someone asks me where I am from, I know that ‘Australia’ is not the answer they are expecting or want. Once a drunk guy asked me this question and when I answered ‘I was born in Australia’, his reply was ‘and before that?’ [Read more…]
I’m currently training for a half marathon but the weather is terrible. Too windy for Tempelhof, meaning I probably can’t jog today. I can’t run in Hasenheide because every time I have ever run in there, I’ve been catcalled by drug dealers. They make comments like ‘oh, I wish I could work out with you’. I’d rather stay inside than endure this. Normally Tempelhof is a safe bet to jog and not be disturbed, but even the other day, a guy stopped me mid run and danced for me. [Read more…]
I never had a pet growing up. Unless you count a couple of goldfish that died because my uncle overfed them while we were away on holidays. [Read more…]
Holidays, holidays, man, sometimes I really hate holidays. Well ok, I really only hate holidays when I am about to take one.
I don’t know why, but the thought of going away for a few days or weeks (or months) just makes me feel stressed. Having to clean the apartment, making sure everything (the cat, our chickens) is looked after while we are away. [Read more…]