Perfectly Imperfect

The goal is not to be perfect; the goal is to be accepted for the imperfections.

Category: Friendship

The social department that never registers in my mind.

Visit to Langelandsfort – Cold War Museum

Most exchange students here in Odense, are actively participating in activities and events that are organized by the ESN Odense. ESN Odense organized endless of events for foreign students, and I can only imagine that students feel welcomed and the activities have undoubtedly enriched the exchange experiences. The Oddity  It is less common for students with pervasive disability to participate…

My Unordinary TEDxOdense Experience

EXCITEMENT AND ANTICIPATION On the day that TEDxOdense launched the ticket sale, I grabbed my ticket as fast as I could. That was 30 Jan; I also purchased the lunch pack since the event was seemingly long. I had been excited and was looking forward to the event. THE MURDERER! Three days before the event, the organizer sent out email…

A Brief but Impactful Encounter

I met someone recently. He is kind, romantic, gentle, sensitive, caring and probably loving. We cross each other’s path not to fall in love with each other, but to give each other the most essential and helpful tools to repair ourselves. This is perhaps another kind of love.

Before All the Heartbreaks

Be patient, the younger me. Hold on to your heart. Allow time for the men to demonstrate their capability and honour their words. Give them time to show who they say they are before giving them your heart. Wait instead, for the boys to become men, and men to become dependable and reliable people.

Planning the Unplannable

There is (at least) a missing post ( between my arrival in Odense, Denmark and now which is 12 days shy of 3 months. I may at some point slot that in, or just let that disappear into obscurity until there is something worth mentioning. Since I have embarked on this journey to become a learning-traveler*, one of the most common…

Vulnerability and Risk

Living abroad independently with (at least) a disorder (or condition, honestly I don’t mind however you call it, it’s just a descriptive word without having to host any negative meaning) turns our vulnerability into risk. Not Recognising You Need Help One of the risks is not recognising that you need help, especially in times of emergency. Something that any person is vulnerable to…

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