Love, Palesa

I’ve been deeply examining my ideas around love, what it means and how it looks to me and what part conditioning has played in all of this. I used to think I was a manic pixie dream girl. I used to think I waltzed into people’s lives and filled them with whimsy and sunshine. The truth with the manic pixie is in the name: she … Continue reading Love, Palesa

A Tough Pill to Swallow

As a community service medical officer in one of the most interesting health care systems on the planet, I’ve seen how easy it is to point fingers when we discuss its failures. For once let’s point the finger in all directions to find something resembling the truth: yes we’ve been set up but we’re also failing each other. (grab some refreshments, it’s a long one)

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