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“It always gets worse before it can get better. But it will get better. Like everything else, and like our past struggles, at some point we win, but before that win, there’s always that loss that spurs us on.”


‘Can I help you Sir?’ I ask looking at my new boss Mr. Musondah


‘No, I just wanted to make sure my father hired you on merit and not because you are female.’


I sigh heavily but don’t say anything to him


He walks away and I don’t say a word, I have enough problems already.


I look at the phone when the message tone sounds.


Picking it up, I open the message and almost feel the bile rising. This hits me hard all the time, I can never really get used to it.



‘Please pick up the kids from school.’ I say into the phone after calling the driver and dropping the line immediately


The migraines are back and I know the reason, Vashawn my husband will be the death of me. Twelve years of marriage and we are still moving in circles.


My name is Michel, thirty two with two amazing girls and one boy, and this is my story.





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