This disease gives you wings but also holds you back in heavy chains. You’re tied to your fears; yet your fear makes you fly. You hate small talk and superficial connections, because you dig deeper. You mirror what others feel, because you’re a mirror yourself.
Yes, people do stare at me when I wear a short dress – they look at my scars with questions in their eyes. Some just stare and some literally ask me if I did something to myself. But I’m so unfazed by them now…
So, how you, as a man, can ensure you support a woman in bridging this gap and how you as a woman can make active efforts to progress on the path to equality??
It’s really strange how you make everything right even if it feels like you’re making things worse for people. And no matter how desperately people try to get rid of you, you somehow find your way back to their lives.