I should be working on my Redrafting Journal for Short Story Writing or doing research for my next essay on Mrs Dalloway. Am I doing any...

Dear Blog, This was the article I posted around this time, last year: I was not ready for 2020. And I think no one really was. It’s hard...

The First Noel I woke up inside a truck surrounded by bags of all sizes filled with drugs by all kinds. A stranger with piercings and...

Have yourself a merry little Christmas Arteus pulled into one of those truck parking lots and while I was finding the strength to get up,...

It’s the most wonderful time of the year Time passed. I didn’t know how much. One day it started snowing. The hunger and sleeplessness...

Rockin’ Around the Christmas Tree On the day I turned 18 I signed myself out of the foster home. I had enough of abuse and sadness. It...

The First Noel I woke up inside a truck surrounded by bags of all sizes filled with drugs by all kinds. A stranger with piercings and...

Well, today I was a Youth Worker in a Digital Context together with an awesome group of youth workers and young leaders from Baia Mare,...

I’m back with another article about feminism (and misandry). It all started with this post I found earlier on Facebook. So this is the...

This year the theme for the International Youth Day is Youth Engagement for Global Action. I wasn’t planning to write anything today, I...