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When Pandora opened the container left in care of her husband, she unleashed all sorts of curses upon mankind. When the lid cracked open, all evil escaped into the wilderness, leaving one thing at the bottom. It was hope. But the hope is the worst of them all. By hoping for or expecting a good life that we can never have, we prolong our torment. It had me stuck, lying to myself, hoping that things will get better on their own. It was despair that had set me free.

A few words about my resistance and struggle with being nice to myself

I wanted to touch base on something quite prevalent, yet maybe from a different perspective than elsewhere. I am talking about misconceptions about love life.

Many a time have I heard from men about difficulties in comprehending female experience of menstrual mood swings. Yet chemical imbalance of the brain is a thing. It influences our behaviour and makes us attach to the wrong people. I hope to shed some light on this subject.

So I said earlier this blog is about my road from now to the future. I was also hoping to share some stories. So here is one, a personal story.

There are a few qualities that make us different from other animals. Anthropologist Margaret Mead brought the example of the 15,000 year old human thigh bone with a healed fracture, as a prominent sign of civilisation.