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When you take life for granted…

You hope that it’s nothing serious and that it’ll pass for a day or two. It gets worse when his body temperature rises. At that moment, you realize that his cold turns into something more serious than a runny nose and coughing. We went to the doctor, and they told us to stay at home to rest and recover at least a week. The party has begun – high temperature, throwing up, bad mood…day, two, and five… Baby becomes more demanding and I lose my energy due to lack of sleep. I feel nervous and from out of nowhere, my headaches are back. 

You hope that it’s nothing and that it will pass. Nothing serious, nothing that hasn’t happened yet – we’ll get through this, too. The days are passing and Baby doesn’t have high temperature anymore and he feels a lot better. So, I decided to go back to track – kindergarten and work from Friday. 

We have survived Friday and we are going home. I don’t feel well at all, but I smile, and I am happy because it’s Friday, and we get to spend this weekend with Baby, healthy. 

However, I didn’t get the chance to be excited properly for the weekend. I started to feel dizzy, and I got a weird feeling in the stomach. I ignore everything – it’s nothing. The most important thing is that Baby is fine.

We spent the evening pretty relaxed. However, I woke up at 3 am and I couldn’t sleep. I didn’t feel well. Again, the same time, again the same night. After a sleepless night, Baby is awake at 7 am and let the party begin! 

Breakfast, a walk, lunch, napping, playing, finishing home chores, and while you realize that the weekend started – it’s Saturday night and time for sleep. 

My baby fell asleep immediately. I lay down and couldn’t get up.

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I was feeling strong pain and I couldn’t move but I didn’t want to panic. Managed to reach my pills, and I took one pill painkiller. 

I waited for the pill to start working, but I only felt worse. It was time for calling an ambulance. I called, explained, and they told me that the ambulance will come in a moment.  

While I was waiting in the living room and hoping that they would help me, I had a talk with myself for three minutes. 

Panic or not, do I really need the doctors’ help or did I make a mistake? What if the same thing happened to me in the middle of the night? What if I lose consciousness and don’t wake up when my precious get scared during the night? I had a million questions from which my skin is bristling up while I am writing this. 

My neighbor came with the doctors since I called her to take care of my little one until I am back, which I thought it would be for an hour or two maximum. 

We left at 9 pm, they took me to a room, and the doctors started to come, one by one.

A million questions, but one question clouded my mind. In case of an emergency, who will you list as your contact? I can feel the weight of those two tears on my cheeks even now. A big gulp and one answer – I don’t have anybody. 

I told them my parents’ address that live 1000 km away from me. I told them their numbers and that was it. 

The examinations took seven hours. I came back home by taxi at 4 am. Tired, drained, exhausted to the last atom… They didn’t want to let me go from the hospital, so I needed to explain my situation to them. They were full of understanding when I told them that I don’t have anyone to leave my baby, and I told them that he is at home with my neighbor, and he is waiting for me to come home.  

For seven hours, I didn’t hear anything, I didn’t ask anything, I was just thinking about my life and my baby’s life. I really don’t have anyone in my life – I don’t have one person who I can call when things are hard. I am completely alone. 

On Monday, I went on a regular check to the doctor, and they prescribe me two weeks’ rest. But a real rest – with the brain turned off! 

The cause for the whole drama was stress. The consequences could be fatal. I had the luck that everything turned okay. 

In those two weeks at home, I was thinking and wondering – is it worth it?

Is it worth to stress about every little thing, about every unreached goal that we had set? And the accomplishment of those goals doesn’t depend solely on us. Is it worth to stress about every misunderstood word told to us? About every bizarre thing that wasn’t supposed to be ours in the first place. Is it worth it? Is it worth to lead yourself in a situation in which you could almost lose your life and lose yourself in this cruel world?

I had two weeks to recover and to get myself together. To remind myself that I’m not alone and who is my most important person in the whole world. 

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That person is sleeping on my chest now, while I write this text on my phone.

Take your time and think hard, and ask yourself: Is it worth it?

Is it worth it to take my life for granted? 

I think you already know the answer.

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Celebrities who have experienced racism

It is devastating that in 2020 we are witnessing discrimination and even killing of people for the color of their skin. Systemic racism has been catapulted back into the people’s consciousness following the dreadful killings of George Floyd, Ahmaud Arbery, and Breonna Taylor. People all over the world are raising their voices with Black Lives Matter protests.

Some celebrities have experienced racism, too. Read about their situations, and know that you are not alone – we are all fighting against racism. 

In the wake of these cold-hearted murders, many celebrities have finally spoken out and used their social media accounts to send powerful messages about #BlackLivesMatter and demand justice.

So, no matter their ‘celebrity status’, here are the stars that have experienced heartbreaking situations of racial discrimination. 

John Legend

Oscar and Grammy-winning artist opened up about a racist run-in he had experienced together with his wife, the model and cookbook author, Chrissy Teigen, in 2017.

Paparazzi at JFK basically called them monkeys. He felt awful, and he says that black people have dealt with being called monkeys for a long time. He believes that dehumanization has been a method of subjugation and racism of black folks. And, unfortunately, this is not a thing of the past. 

Michelle Obama

Michelle is the first black First Lady of the US. And we must admit that since 2009, she has inspired many people worldwide with her leadership. 

However, after they left the White House in 2017, the author finally opened up about the racial discrimination she received during her husband’s presidency.

Michelle revealed that she people called her an “ape in heels” and that she had a “gorilla face”. These phrases were said by government officials. She was disappointed to learn that even after 8 years of working hard for the country, there are people who will not respect her because of her skin color. 

Barack Obama

Obama made history when he became the first black President of the US. He admitted that even in Hawaii as a kid, he experienced racial discrimination for being a black man.  

When he was 10 years old, a woman didn’t want to share the elevator with him, even though she was going on the same floor as him. Then over time, he has learned that the locks will start going on doors as a black man crosses the street. He believes that people think African-American people are dangerous. And this presumption arises from the cultural and social perceptions that have been served to the people for a long time.

Meghan Markle

In May this year, a video of Markle speaking about her experience with racism reappeared online.

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The video was filmed before her Duchess days in 2012. In the video, she was wearing a t-shirt that said “I won’t stand for racism”, saying that she hoped the world would become more accepting of people in the future. Unfortunately, that didn’t happen. 

She is bi-racial, and most people cannot even tell what she is mixed with. So, all the slurs she has heard or the offensive names or jokes, strongly hit her. She even heard someone call her mom the offensive ‘N word’, so she is disappointed by the world, as we all are. 

Serena Williams

She is the best tennis player of this time, but she still has experienced disgusting racial treatment on a few occasions throughout her career.

When she was just 19 years old, she competed at Indian Wells. Serena endured the worst moment of racism in tennis history there. The whole stadium (99% white people) were booing and using racial slurs against her and her family. She won the match against Kim Clijsters, but the world still hasn’t won when it comes to racism. 

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How to be alone: Learning how to enjoy life

I believe there’s nothing harder than being alone. Until yesterday, you have functioned as a team with someone. Okay, at least, I thought we were a team, just us two. But we were actually two plus one. But, never mind. When I came home, I had someone to spend my day with. I had someone to whom I could complain about my bad day, and someone to yell even when he wasn’t guilty about anything. And I was always there for him – whenever he needed me. Well, from this perspective, maybe he wasn’t even listening to me – maybe he was thinking about something or someone else. But, I don’t care anymore.

There’s one good thing when bad things happen to you – God sends the right people into your life, so they can help with your pain. People who will help you carry your pain and put some color in your gray life. Maybe a total stranger will appear in your life that will stay with you until you start to see the sun that shines all the time. You feel like everyone notices the warm sun, except you. But, there is she. She appeared in my life like a snowdrop in early spring. She is my angel, my savior, my support. She is always there next to me, physically and mentally. She is always there for me, and my precious child. She is my closest friend and his aunty T. 

You, who unfortunately have had similar experiences like mine, know that besides your closest relatives, the others are preoccupied with pitying you. They “worry” how you’ll continue with your life, but they don’t even ask you whether you need something. A word, a sentence, a message, a consolation, or a hug would be enough. And when I think of hugs, I immediately regret I didn’t hug T more. I was feeling so good when she welcomed me in my home, with a big smile on her face. She was so happy, you’d think we hit the jackpot! And she just wanted to see me smile, happy, and with my head up. She just wanted me to overcome my problems.

I just wish to hug her again. I miss my T. I miss her every day. When I was the loneliest – I had her.  When I needed nice words – I had her. When I was angry – I had her. Every emotion that I’d express, she’d absorb it like a sponge, at least half of my emotions. Today, I wonder how she managed to do all that stuff. I would never be able to do those things, but she simply could.

The mourning phase lasted shortly, I think. Besides my daily responsibilities, my brain working with light speed worrying about my future, the future of my child, making plans to survive the day and the month, I didn’t feel like doing anything else. Everything I did was encouraged by T. She wanted us to grab cups of coffee together, cook together, go shopping, and eat cookies until we can no more. And one day, while I was driving to the nearest mall, we started to sing loud together in the car. I felt relieved from all the stress, nervousness, dark thoughts, and negative energy. 

The next day was Saturday. We got up at 8 o’clock, got ready, and woke up T. And we went on a road trip. We planned to travel 140 km, but we passed 332 km. We drove, stopped, and we looked at horses, cows, and sheep. We continued our road and had a cup of coffee in one small town, then continued to another, and arrived in a third town. We came back home at 10 pm. My angel and T were tired. I was happy! 

I finally found my therapy – long drive and music. The loudest music and even louder singing! After the wrong verses, there was long laughing with my T. In my sweetie, I saw again the sparkle in his eyes when he was seeing his mommy happy.

We repeated that day every weekend. Every weekend, we would choose a different location, different roads, new challenges, new kilometers, and new memories worth remembering. My sweetie was every time happier and happier when I would tell him: Get ready your bag, we’re going to sing.” We wouldn’t go anywhere without my T. She was my co-driver. She would give me tissues every time a song upset me. She sang together with me when my favorite song started.

I was sad because I was humiliated. But, after a short period, I was happy to be alone. 

The only thing worse than an empty bed is a vacant heart laying in one. 

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When people are afraid of you…

I had a cup of coffee with my friend for the first time since I had parted ways with my partner. I usually meet with my friends in playrooms, quiet cafes, or pastry shops. I choose places with fewer crowds, where I can relax without bothering anyone. Although Baby is a sweet and adorable kid who knows the rules when we aren’t at home, he is just a child, meaning he’s curious about everything!

I told her the news that I am a single mom now from recently, and she listened to me with disbelief, impatiently waiting to ask me how I am. “Great,” I responded to her. She was confused and asked me again, “Tell me, please, how are you?” I gave her the same answer – great. And she knows very well that I don’t act and I am brutally sincere for the world and me. “I feel amazing, why don’t you believe me? I would share with you any emotions associated with the situation, but you can see me – I look beautiful, nice, with a smile on my face, and full of life!” Inside everything is the same.

The lump in the throat I used to live with is gone. I can now breathe freely; I can talk without feeling anxiety inside me. My heart is full of love for Baby and that’s more than enough! Now, I am not just a mother, but I am a mother, lioness, and his whole world. For him, and above all for me, I will fight until my last breath. After everything has happened, I had the option to be as everyone expected me to be – sad and desperate. People still expect some terrible reactions from me. But I chose to be what I am now.

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Young girl with a baby. A girl with plans, ideas, and dreams. A girl who desires to experience and try everything unattainable so far for her. Once, when I was thinking that the anger would get to me and I could make some stupid thing, I stopped and went to take a shower with the hottest water possible for more than 40 minutes. I think that my body was burning and my soul was burning even more. The tears flowed faster than the water; my eyes were hurting from the tears.

I got out of the shower and I stood in front of the mirror. Naked person. My soul was naked. I talked with that person in the mirror. I believed in her that he won’t give up and I wanted to hear what she has to tell. The same person had two options – to cry, to grieve, to be furious and disappointed, to be angry and nervous, and end up on sedatives and inability to take care of Baby, or she could sit down and write what she has inside her.

She could see again her qualities, learn to respect herself, and walk in front of everything until she gets to a safe place where she could relax with Baby. I did the same, and I have concluded something – it’s the easiest to decide to stand firmly on your decision when you know who you are, and how much you are worth. 

That lifted me from the disappointment I experienced, and disrespect from the person I least expected. And for the action that made me succumb…for a moment! 

The belief in me, in Baby, in life, and above all in God, that has always protected me, it made me what I am today. I am happy alone, and inside me. 

She just watched me and couldn’t believe my words… “What bravery,” she said silently. “You have so much power, and you’re so strong! I admire you and I envy you. Well done.” 

It isn’t easy to tell these things to people, because after they hear your story, they run away from you as if they are running away from fire! They know subconsciously that when they do me some wrongs, I can live without them. I can easily turn away and continue with my life as if they never were part of it. 

Nobody thinks for his or her actions and if there is a reason to hurt me or whether I deserve. I often forgive, I try even to forget. We are humans, we all make mistakes. But the beauty after the mistake is the art to know how to apologize from your heart and to show that the mistake wasn’t intentional.  

People are afraid of mentally strong women. But they don’t know that their strength comes from being tested by life’s unpredictability. They would be lucky to have such a woman in their lives! These women are prepared for every fight life throws at them!  

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