I Was Relentlessly Bullied for Having a Birthmark

Just thinking about sharing this next story creates an uncomfortable tightness in my belly. As I type these words, I wonder whether I’ll have to courage to actually publish them online. To you, the reader, this may just seem like your typical personal struggle story, but to me, it’s like a shameful secret which...

Deadly Jellyfish Sting in Zanzibar Africa

Memory from 2016, aged 27. Zanzibar, Tanzania, Africa. Over the coming weeks, I plan to share personal stories spanning back as far as my memory will allow. But to kick off the series, I’ve decided to write about a fairly recent experience; not because of its significance or appeal, but simply because I told...

The Power of Story Telling

Some people say our memories are what make us. Others think it’s important to let go of the past and live in the present. Of late I’ve been telling friends I fear for our future. As technology gets smarter, in some ways the humans who create and use it are getting dumber. As I...

Back to Blog-asics

I have decided to write this blog post for myself more so than my online audience. It’s the first time I’ve done so since becoming a paid writer. For those of you who don’t know me or my story, I started blogging over two years ago to document my experience as a teacher living...
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