Cecilia Nina

Dear Santa, I\’ve been taken… However, I don\’t believe this is a bad thing. And this letter is actually to file a request to reconsider the criteria used in the judgment for receiving the gifts of life. You see, for some reasons, as a child, I led myself to believe that I would only be a good […]

Born in the early eighties on the western side of the planet and seeing almost all the women around me working, it took me a while to realize the limitations imposed on them in a veiled way. Maybe that\’s why a rebellion against gender inequalities has always been part of my personality. I didn\’t understand why

Over the past year, I confess, I\’ve asked myself this question a few times. I tried to ignore it in all of them, believing that the questioning was the result of the moment of melancholy, the feeling of paralysis of life, the lack of control over almost everything around me and mainly inside. Until I literally

Today, a guy I met just a few days ago said he was even more interested in me after I told him I wouldn\’t date him because he\’s much younger and too crazy (not that I\’m super normal lol). He said that in addition to being beautiful, I have experience. Honestly, I didn\’t know whether to laugh

Even in the most introspective, reclusive and sad moments of life, I tried to express my authenticity in some way, whether through clothes, hair, the vast taste in music acquired along the way, through the critical and rebellious way of putting myself in situations of injustice. Sometimes I felt the need to expose myself more

My name is Cinderella… (pause for you to say “Hi, Cinderella”) I am 35 years old (almost 36) and I am addicted to sugar. It all started when I was still very young, my friends introduced me to Venda da Dona Tereza, next to my house. That little shop looked like the house of the witch in

It was after my last relationship, with an abusive narcissist – (intentional redundancy alert), that I felt the need to rethink my sex life. From the very first night with him I knew something was wrong. But I didn\’t question myself, I responded to the cries of mutual desire and we had sex, after all I

A long time ago I ended up “choosing” not to be so angry anymore. She lived nervous, she didn\’t keep hurt but she didn\’t build up anger either lol. But Merida\’s freewheeling personality didn\’t suit the Prince Charming I married. To be his little princess (as he literally called me) I had to be calm, contain rebellious impulses

I haven\’t written for three weeks, at 3 am that night Mom\’s birthday gave me another inspiration. I think it culminated in a series of events: my birthday two weeks ago, three big goodbyes last week, and a long conversation with a friend last night about how we approach life. All of this helped lead me to

This is not a story of a date that didn\’t work out (or did). It\’s not about the last crush where everything started out great but got nowhere. It\’s not just about learning to live and discovering myself through my personal relationships (but it is). This is not a romantic love story between two individuals. This is a love