Whenever you have been unwell, am sure you have just made your way to the doctor's, and expected optimal attention regardless of the time or day of the week. For most cases all goes well, and your doctor seems to always function at their best regardless of the timing of your arrival.
The woman in me is tired, tired of being my own slave. With heels tight on my feet, a corset tight on my tummy, a push-up bra even tighter on my chest and huge Ghanaian lines sewn tight on my head, I have totally lost my freedom.
Lately, I am meeting women in their better side of 30s, living a life full of regrets. They are single mothers after their starter marriage failed. Some pursued their career, succeeded and emerged at the top only to discover that it is indeed very lonely at the top.