Surviving war, grief, and the road back to self Before the darkness of war and conflict, my parents lived a fairly carefree life in a beautiful country, one filled with some of the most breathtaking parts of nature one could ever imagine. They were deeply in love—one of those rare connections that lights up all…
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…
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,…
