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The Invisible Bruises: Why Words Hurt More Than We Think

Have you ever wondered why words have the power to wound so deeply? I’m still searching for a better answer. We’ve all heard Rihanna singing, “Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me.” But let’s be real, that’s far from the truth. In fact, words often hurt more and last longer. A bruise may fade after a few days, but the sting of a hurtful comment can linger in your mind, popping up again and again, long after the words were spoken. The impact can feel as fresh as the first time you heard them.

I still remember the sting of a comment made by a classmate when I was in elementary school: “Your legs are ugly.” I don’t have gazelle legs, sure, but that comment cut deeper than any physical injury ever could. And it stuck. Read more

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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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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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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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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