By chris-chris92 on Skatehive
Once upon a time there was a tremendously submissive girl. She had a personality that could not hold someone’s gaze for more than a minute, and let alone look someone straight in the eyes… She would rather bury her head in the sand, like an ostrich, than try to function as an ordinary woman in this twenty first century. So, what changed? How did the kind of feminine strength that women are supposed to have emerge in me? Well, this is part of my story… One day, less than two years ago, I got out of bed. I did everything a single mother does upon waking up. Go to the bathroom, get ready, prepare everything for my daughter to go to school, and nothing unusual had happened… I dropped my daughter off at elementary school and went back home… That was when I realized that the emptiness I had felt my entire life had become unbearable. I could not stand it one more day, not even one more minute. Just like that, like a lightning strike, like a powerful blow, the natural and genuine desire for ch