America
My Adventures as an Au-Pair in America
At 21, I moved to the peaceful suburbs of Long Island, NY, and my life was changed forever. These are the stories from that unforgettable year.
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Not every day is a big deal kind of day.
Some days are just boring and regular. It is so easy to feel bad about our lives, especially nowadays, with the never-ending stream of perfection on social media. It was much easier a few years ago when this whole social media bubble was just starting. I am not going to be a Debbie Downer here Continue reading
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Philly Cheesesteak and One Hell of an Offer
After the craziness of the previous few weeks, I concentrated more on the things that really mattered: friendships. And there was one friend I had been neglecting. Mr. FoodAdventure A. was always in the background; we never completely lost touch and kept talking over the phone. But during the winter, we didn’t spend any time Continue reading
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Dagger in the Back
Not my back—no worries. My back is fine. This is a story about drama in the family, which might surprise you since I don’t talk about family here. There are a few reasons for that, but the most important one is their privacy. I’ve worked with children, and I don’t want to share details about Continue reading
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Hide and seek… and Shitton of Shame.
Remember how I mentioned that one specific man brought a lot of drama into my life? Yeah, we are not done. Unfortunately. Welcome to another episode of me being a naïve airhead for a pretty boy. Today’s program is the most humiliating one yet. And I am not overreacting for once, because when I say Continue reading
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When Did I Start Confusing Attention for Affection?
I wish I knew. Maybe it’s my low self-esteem, the constant emotional rollercoaster, or some shit from my childhood. I wish I was overreacting like I usually do, but nope, not this time. So what was going on? I was head over heels for that young Arabic man, Sir MagicalCarpet S. I repeatedly described him Continue reading
Life in Ink and Footsteps 