Writer In Florence Ela Vasilescu
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Day 269 – Childless mother (part IV)

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Holding her daughter’s hand. Paralyzed with fear, invaded by memories. Seventeen years ago she was standing in a waiting room, similar to the one they were in now. Or maybe the tiles were just a little bit cleaner. She too was judging the women around her, she too was afraid of death and compromise. But she had to do it, her career was depending on her and also… also she didn’t...

Day 177 – Another beautiful day in the ER

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Today I finally got to see my “friends” again; you know the ones who took my awesomeness away and gave me a necklace instead as a present. I understood today that I wasn’t in so much pain as the last time we have seen each other, because everything looked a little different this time. I could see the carnage coming in and going out, I could see the wounds of every single person...

Day 74 – Not a good day

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I feel nothing. It’s like someone sat on my chest and pressed all the feelings away. But, that’s bullshit because I feel something. I am angry. I am angry with my body that keeps failing me again and again. I am angry at the doctors just because they know much more than they are saying. I am angry at the rules I have to obey to get by every day. I am angry that I have to wait to fulfill my dreams...

Day 55 – They took my awesomeness out but gave me a necklace instead

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The experience I’ve lived today will become a short story; it needs to, it screams to. Until then, I get to tell you about it in a different tone. A man is standing in front of me. He is talking about taking away something I have, I own, it belongs to me. I don’t care about giving the thing to him; I just stare at him (I think I had my mouth open) because of the way he wants to proceed in taking...

Writer In Florence Ela Vasilescu