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She/her. Outspoken intersectional feminist, committed to thoughtful cultural analysis and social justice work. Lover of simple things. Writer and observer.

sipping on jasmine tea we’re already talking about your boyfriend’s relationship with his father, the time my dad was so depressed he couldn’t get out of bad, or when your mother had a nervous breakdown and was never the same again. joy and reassurance run deep in my veins as i know i have found a sister. paris, 2021. we’re lucky to be alive. if only i had known before that love is not linear. that you don’t get one big love and that’s it, that the heart constantly aches and wanders. i follow through. i was always the one…


Ask for it, ask for it, did she ask for it? She usually doesn’t ask for anything, really. She knows not how to ask for help. She can help herself, she thinks. She didn’t ask, that one time, for a very sober man to follow her home at night asking if she was single and insisting that she was “troppo bella!” to be alone; she also didn’t ask, when in Rome, those two young men to roll down their car window and scream comments about the movement of her breasts as she was running to approach the tram. She didn’t…


Here’s a stream of consciousness birthed during the first hours of my second lockdown, whilst experiencing a mixture of anger, fear, longing, and love — to only name a few. In the hopes that our hearts remain unconfined, so that our pain may be expressed shamelessly, and our passion may continue to fuel our vision, even in the dark.

Lonely, lonely, lonely, sad… Crrrrr, crrrr, ugh. Screaming out loud, crying, laughing, dancing now, naked in the kitchen, alone. Is it seasonal depression? Is it the end of the world? Hysterical, I am being hysterical. Sorry, mom. I wasn’t raised to…


For all the times I thought cutting you off would’ve made me find happiness. I was so blind I thought you were the thing holding me back from living my life the way I wanted to. You were doing so much for me and I had nothing but hate for you. I apologize.

For all the times I looked at you in the mirror and squeezed you crying and screaming against you because I just wanted you to disappear, to look flat, like the girl on the covers, or the girl next door, and you would just hang and look…


On Growing Up with a Mentally Ill Parent and Choosing to Abandon the Victim Mentality

I love my dad. He is a successful lawyer, taught me how to ride a bike, made me curious about travelling and diversity, shared with me his passion for culture, adventures, good books, and nature. He’s also one of the people who’ve hurt me the most, though he never meant to. My dad started struggling with mental health in his early twenties, and after having a few depression episodes he was diagnosed with bipolar disorder and was prescribed medication. I have never doubted his love…


Art by: @_lauraberger_

Stereotypes. Stereotypes are one of the reasons why people become judgemental toward the things that they don’t know about, and develop false perceptions based on fear rather than experience. I stopped keeping count of the number of disappointing conversations I’ve had with educated men who claim they are not feminists but egalitarians, because they do believe in equality; they’re just not into…“nazi-feminists.” Women being angry. Women being proudly fat. Women complaining about rape culture but then clearly “asking for it” through the way they dress. Many men want feminism to be all about the negative stereotypes, so that they can…


As a teenager, I used to obsess over the fantasy of a love story that would be so passionate, romantic, and intense it would make me into a new, more experienced, more exciting and confident girl. I watched romantic comedies and religiously followed up on famous celebrity couples — what they were doing together, how long they were dating for, how in love with each other they said they were. I was desperately looking for love. …


Western contemporary society has an issue when it comes to dealing with emotional darkness and negative feelings. Removing them, finding alternatives to them, pretending they don’t exist, acting like they’re an unnecessary part of our human experience which do not deserve our full attention. To be completely honest and specific, I think women are even more socialized than men to think of darker emotions, feelings, and inclinations as things foreign to their nature and unnecessary in relationships.

If men are not allowed to show their most tender emotions, they surely are allowed to dive into their negative ones — it…


Mission Lifeline and Sea Watch volunteers demonstrating against the Maltese government decision to sequester their rescue ships. La Valletta, Malta, July 2nd, 2018.

A crucifix is hanging on the courtroom’s wall in La Valletta, Malta, where Claus-Peter Reisch’s hearing has taken place on Monday morning, July 2nd, 2018. Another crucifix is placed on judge Mifsud’s desk, looking directly over at the defendant and the rest of the jury.

Claus-Peter Reisch is being detained, together with other German and Dutch volunteers, in La Valletta by the Maltese government because of unclear accusations. He is the captain of Mission Lifeline, a German NGO whose purpose is saving lives at sea and rescuing migrants from smugglers off the Libyan coasts. …


According to the Oxford dictionary, own means have something as one’s own or possess. It’s been about two and a half years since I actively began reading books about feminist theory and manifestos, watching documentaries about female emancipation, going to women’s rights demonstration carrying around huge posters, and defining myself as a feminist. My favorite slogan is and always will be: my body is mine. Because yes, I technically do own my body. But it hasn’t always felt this way, and I sure have a long way to go, before I can claim true and absolute ownership of my body.

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