A woman’s dilemma

The rhythm of days is gradually emerging, and god is it frenetic. Tonight I sit, staring at my computer, writing a crappy blog post instead of writing a crappier paper. Do I really have things to share? Like what it is like to be a professional yet also slowly efface myself for my family. To allow my husband to gently suffocate my career. I’m not so sure I want to write about that. At least not explicitly. Especially since I’m not so sure that I mind pouring out my life as a nurturing draught for those whom I love the most in this world. It is fulfilling in a way no theorem ever has been for me.


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