Leaving suspicions and accusations in the dust
“It really hurts and sometimes I am drained and overwhelmed because I am tired of the accusations.
“It really hurts and sometimes I am drained and overwhelmed because I am tired of the accusations.
“Better to raise your child alone than to go through Guyana’s court system,” said a mother who has been attempting for months to hold the father of her son accountable by having him pay the court mandated sum for child maintenance.
“It has not been easy but I love children and so it makes it easier for me.
Some months ago, I turned a year older. Like with many women, I realised that, well, ‘a getting a lil old’ and with that myriad thoughts, chief among them the fear of what the future holds.
“For two months I wasn’t seeing my health and I was thinking, ‘Lord, I hope I am not pregnant’, because I cannot deal with that right now.
Come January, it will be six years since the Women’s Chronicles column became a reality and to be honest I was not sure it would have made it this far.
The events related here took place in a relatively quiet East Coast Demerara village and were told to me by a sister.
Today Christmas is 63 days away. Yes you read right. I promised last year that this year the ‘hustle and bustle’ will not get me this year and I want to help my sisters too.
From time to time we hear the saying ‘women can be our own worst enemy’; meaning that often the most hurtful situation for a woman is created by another woman.
“I had just given up and figure that was my lot in life.
“If I could turn back the hands of time, I would not be married to the same man.
“For me that is the worst job ever. I had to do it because I need money but if I had another choice that would never be for me.
“It really break my heart to see how he cry and if it was not for pride I would have break down tuh and cry.
Social media can be both helpful and dangerous and its dangers are well known.
“But mommy, I don’t like this bag. You say you would buy the other one,” an obviously distressed primary school girl said to her mother on the jampacked Regent Street pavement.
“I love my mother. But then I could say I dislike my mother.
Today I digress again from the usual format of this column to write about a beauty queen in the Cayman Islands.
In this week’s column I am going to digress from the usual format of chronicling the life experiences of women to address a swirling issue that has exploded in the virtual world, but does not seem to have taken root in the physical realm where actual damage has been done.
“I really did think that when I get this new job things would get so much better.
“It is like something was wrong with he in he head.
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