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Existentialism

Dragobete Kisses Girls… or So They Say

I’m not really a fan of Valentine’s Day. Not even of Dragobete, our very own Romanian love celebration, kind of like Valentine’s Day with a sheepskin coat and some folklore sprinkled on top.

To be honest, I completely forgot about both last year. Facebook, that little memory snitch, reminded me this morning what I was doing exactly one year ago: flying to Birmingham. As it turns out, it was Dragobete! “Dragobete kisses girls,” they say. Yeah, well… Dragobete clearly skipped gate B12 at the airport. Read more

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Existentialism

Unusual Marathons

Confessions of a Reluctant Runner (With Olympic Dreams and Zero Cardio): 

I would really like to run. Truly. I’ve been fantasizing about it for a while now, me, gracefully gliding through the park, light as a feather, energised, glowing, maybe even a little smug. In reality? I quit before I even start. Why? Because the last time I tried, I ran for approximately 0.1 minutes. That’s six whole seconds, in case you’re wondering. Not exactly the stuff of legends. Read more

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Existentialism

The M Women

There comes a time in every woman’s life when she hits a crossroads. A moment when she reflects on the failed relationships, the endless rounds of uninspiring dates, the frustrated exes, and the marriages that were never fully spoken aloud. It’s not a checklist, though I do know people who keep one, a list long enough to rival a fasting day. Honestly, I’m not sure whether it’s better to be the one making the list or the one stuck on it (surprise, you and your best friend, of course!). But let’s skip the details on that one.
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Existentialism

The Chronicle of an (Un)expected Divorce

I loved my husband beyond reason. So much so that somewhere along the way, I completely forgot to love myself. And you’re probably going to laugh, but I still love him. Not the man he became, but the one I believed he was. I love the strength of the love I once felt. Strangely enough, the further away he is, the more tender that love feels, almost like a ghost I still speak to.

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A Wild Hormonal Party

Let’s Talk Chemistry, Baby!

You see, my mind is constantly hijacked by Lady Luliberin, she’s always throwing sparks in my brain. But honestly? I wish that, along with Luliberin, you’d also let Vasopressin run wild in your body. Just imagine the chaos, a wild party down your arteries, a full-blown hormonal rave. Read more

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Friend Request Denied. Heart Limitation.

Friendship between two people can be a beautiful thing. Sublime, even. You meet for coffee, support each other through rough patches, share secrets you swore you’d never tell another soul. But let’s be honest, friendship with an ex? That’s a rare bird. Not impossible, just… rare. Like snow in the Sahara.

Because how exactly do you go from being everything in someone’s life to becoming almost nothing and be okay with it?

Nope. I’m not wired for that kind of downgrade. I can’t. And truthfully, I don’t even want to be friends with my ex. Read more

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