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When I opened Instagram today to post, I remembered that my last post had been about falling and learning to fly. Interesting because I had already been reflecting on what makes us fall, how painful the fall is and how much we really evolve through pain. Some falls are so bad that some people never […]

When I was 10 years old I saw a blond boy from the year before mine at school and I liked it. Without thinking, obviously, because children don\’t think much, I went there and asked him to be my girlfriend. I don\’t know if he had a lot of options or time to decide, but he accepted

When my social distance started on March 17th, I had several plans: to take advantage of my time to resume the YouTube channel, dedicate myself better to my pages, write at least one text a week on the Blog, as I had not been able to do for a long time to do; finally finish writing

When I left Brazil, I regained my normal 47kg that I carried through my life before getting married, I had perfect health and skin, my unruly hair was apparently tamed and my image was probably that of a strong and courageous person, for deciding to leave public office, a recent but incredible relationship, and my

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

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