Throughout my upbringing, I often found myself as an “outsider” and a bit of a loner. At a young age, after surviving the Yugoslavian war, I found myself the center of bullying quite often, for many reasons. Of course, eczema was always one of those, as far back as I can remember. Looking back on…

It lives in us and through us – until we choose to confront it Nobody leaves a war unscathed – both literally and metaphorically. We all try to move on with our lives. We try to bury it as if it never happened. We hold onto the good things in life and have gratitude that…

As I go through much of my writing from over the years, most of which I’ve never shared, I’m uncovering layers of myself that I thought were buried. Some pieces show the most intense moments of pain, while others show how far I’ve come on this journey of healing. This piece of musing or prose,…