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My Referencing Points.

Post author:sherryfah2@gmail.com
Post published:April 9, 2020
Post category:Lifestyles
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On the 1st of April 2017, I started my cold water bath journey. I had been reading about the cold water therapy and its benefits weeks before this date and I was taken by its praises. Ordinarily, bathing with cold water wasn’t my thing. Who on earth gives up the comfort of a warm bath for cold spanking?

As I read about bathing with cold water, I imagined taking up this gruesome challenge. For me, it wasn’t for the benefits. No. It was to build a step to mount on. Something to refer to. A referencing point of a thing.

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It Was Never Easy Leaving My Home Country

Post author:sherryfah2@gmail.com
Post published:November 25, 2019
Post category:Lifestyles Random Thought
Post comments:5 Comments

I have left my heart in so many places.

I stood at the balcony of my two-bedroom flat gazing into space. The air was a bit musky and I was unsure of how to channel my thoughts. This was the last night I spent in my home country before leaving for gleaming life the United Kingdom promised

The night market underneath my flat was alive as always. The street lights high above diluted the thickness of night.

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Facing My Fear

Post author:sherryfah2@gmail.com
Post published:August 14, 2017
Post category:Lifestyles Random Thought
Post comments:5 Comments

There was an epidemic of chicken pox when I was about 10. Everyone in my community was infected. I had it bad during that summer holiday and by the beginning of a new school year, I was covered in scars. It was easy to see the damage the chicken pox did to my skin. Everyone could see and I attracted a lot of unnecessary attention.

The attention I attracted had a huge impact on my life. Among the children in my class were a set of twins. One was a girl and the other one was a boy. For reasons I did not understand, these twins felt it was alright to taunt me due to the spots on my skin.

The girl twin was a very strong character. The brother on the other hand really didn’t do much, but, copy his sister. They didn’t look anything alike and could be pass as total strangers.

The twins found it funny that I was covered in spots and scars and soon this turned to teasing. I was picked upon. Soon it turned to full blown bullying. Everywhere I went the twins were there to challenge me. I was nicknamed “the spotty one” by the twins and soon my real name was temporarily forgotten. I was pushed to a breaking point. The twin used all avenues and their strength to torment me. (more…)