Hello my fellow humanitarians..
so.. The time had come for me to struggle so deeply and so painfully with the task of writing my dissertation.
I have the feeling that most people out there are now shaking their heads and sighing, just horrifically reminiscing about that same traumatic event in their past. Pray for me ya’ll..
One great and life saving advice my teacher gave me, when I told her that I was finding myself lost, in the whirlpool of words, because there was so much I wanted to say but didn’t have enough time or space to get it all out there. (side note, I have now realised I have two passions in this life, Clothes and Writing, love the sh*t out of them, also cuss words, I don’t know why I just do they are so, so gutsy aha, moving on swiftly)
She said to me..