We are all alone…

When you sit and think and you know nobody is listening. When you know your thoughts are your own and nobody else cares much about them but you. When you know others are preoccupied with their own struggles, their own problems, their own fears. You know that we are all alone…

When your mind is racing and your body is in pain. When you try to breath and do the right thing but you still screw it up somehow. When you make up excuses and you think your stuff are the most important. When you try to help but you know in the end you only help yourself. You know that we are all alone…

When you freak out for random things like a future disses that might not even happen. When you get anxious about a snow storm. When you are scared that you are doing everything wrong even though you try so hard not to. When nobody cares to listen because they are too busy with their own. You know that we are all alone…

…. a dreamer ….


Why boys have so much pressure…while girls are daddy’s little princesses 

You’ve ever heard a father that tries to protect his daughter saying to a boy that goes on a first date that whatever he does to his daughter he will do it to him? Have you ever heard or saw a girl get her heart broken and everybody around her blamed the boy? Have you ever heard of a girl losing her virginity and getting dumped and everybody blamed the boy? 

Ok. How about the boy? How about his feelings? How about if he gets his hearth broken by a girl? How about if he is the one dumped after sex? How about if we as mothers go ahead and threaten the girl with things that we might do if she dares to break his hearth?

Well….I’ve never seen such thing. Because boys are not supposed to cry. They are not supposed to have feelings. If they get dumped after sex…well…at least they got sex right? We assume that this sex thing happens because of the boy only. He, somehow makes the girl have sex with him even if she doesn’t want it and well after he just doesn’t care for her. ‘The poor girl’ really thought that he loved her and he, such a monster, never did and pretend this entire time while she….because he said ‘I love you!’ is the victim in this situation. 

Let me tell you this: all this is crap! Yup! Not only boys trick a girl to have sex. Not only girls have their hearth broken and not only girls have feelings. So maybe your innocent girl decided to have sex. That was nobody’s decision but her’ s. If a girl has her hearth broken and cries well get this: she will get over it. And instead of blaming the boy just think that his hearth will soon be broken too. Except that he won’t be allowed to cry because society might think he is weak. 

I can’t sit and look around how girls are victimized while boys are told to be rough. We are all human. We all make mistakes. We all suffer in life. We all get dumped. We all have the right to suffer. 

So to those parents that threaten and say things to boys that go on first dates I tell you this: As a mother of boys I will raise mine in order for them to respect and love everybody. However if your daughter decides to do things it is not my boys fault for her actions! So stop putting the blame on boys! Stop putting the pressure on boys and accept that girls have the same amount of responsibility. They got pregnant? Well….the fault is 50-50, girl and boy made a bad decision. Because no! It is not only his responsibility to protect both of them. 

We want equality? Then we should freaking start acting like it! 

Thanks for reading! 

A dreamer…

#bookreview … This Too Is Love Kindle Edition by Anya Monroe

Genre Young Adult, Contemporary, Fantasy

I wanted best friends forever and calls from a boyfriend, but my phone only rings when some guy can’t get what he wants from his girlfriend. And knows he can get it from me. I am my mother’s daughter.

It wasn’t always like this. At first, it was just one guy, but when someone new drove me home, whistling and saying, “Damn, girl, you’re hot,” I knew what I was becoming, what I was doing.

I was going to let anyone have me until someone wanted me for more.

But then I found out I was pregnant. And I hoped everything would change.

Hope. The word carries so much. Because what if it doesn’t work out or show up and come through? But what if it does? This Too Is Love (Goodreads)

Such a powerful story. I was hooked from the beginning. This story showed me once again that in life we can become whoever we want to be regardless where we come from. We just never have to lose our faith and we have to leave the past in the past. We have to forgive the people that hurt us and simply accept them for who they are. Like this, we can take our life in our hands and decide if we will be who they thought us to be or if we will be who we want to become.

I definitely recommend this book. Five stars from me!

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This Too Is Love by Anya Monroe (Goodreads Author)

xoxo Cristina B.

New Goodreads Account

Hello, my books lovers friends.

Because I decided to close my Facebook account I lost my Goodreads account and that makes me sad because not only that I lost all my lists and all my ratings but I also lost all my friends. Therefore, I am letting you know here my new account and please feel free to friend me. I am looking forward to being friends again. 🙂

Cristina B. Goodreads Account

Hugs and kisses! xoxo

Cristina B.

It’s not your fault! 

By now most of us heard about the MeToo campaign. If not from social media than from the news. It is everywhere. It’s shocking to me how many people decided to step forward and talk about what happened to them. I knew from my personal experience that uncomfortable sexual comments are made sometimes at a place of work and I definitely knew that many people are raped but honestly I never imagined that there are so many victims out there. I will not talk about rape, not because it’s not important to talk about, in my opinion it is the worst that can happen to someone, man or woman. What I want to write about is sexual comments and how, in the opinion of some people, this is not such a serious thing and it can’t really harm someone.  

Where I live, up to now, two well known and respected men from the entertainment industry have been accused of sexual harassment since this campaign started. One was accused of rape as well but the other was only accused of inappropriate sexual conduct and sexual comments.  

The thing is that some of the people that spoke up about what happened to them said that the facts happened many, many years ago and yet they just decided to talk about it now. Why? They were ashamed, thought it was their fault, they were scared for different reasons and mostly that they will not be believed and they will lose their job. 

I heard two ladies talking about the man that didn’t physically assaulted nobody but made sexual comments and inappropriate behaviour. These ladies were saying that it makes no sense to them being the fact that the guy never raped anybody, that he is accused like that and that he lost his job and destroyed his career ‘because’ of the people that accused him. They said that if someone feels uncomfortable in any way and if he/she doesn’t like it than just grab their things and leave. 

I’m sitting there listening to this and I’m thinking: really??? It’s up to the victim to leave? It’s them that have to change their job and leave this person continue with whatever their doing, doing it to someone new all over again? It shouldn’t be them that have to leave? Shouldn’t someone tell them that what they do is unacceptable? 

Reading on Facebook about the same man I saw that many others were defending him. And not only that, some were saying that what he did it’s not to be condemned as sexual harassment because it’s not and because behaviour like that does not destroy someone’s life like rape does. While I agree that rape it’s way worse (the worst that can happen) I think that this kind of behaviour is sexual harassment as well. I think and I know that when you hear someone making sexual comments every day at your place can actually harm you. I think and I know that when you are in a situation like that you wonder constantly if this happens because of you. Is it because of the way you dress, or act or things you say? Is it because of the way you look? Is it your fault? Why is this happening to you? Slowly but surely it brings you down and breaks you somehow. 

I understand that some people are opened when it comes to their sexuality and that is completely fine. But why do others have to suffer because of it? If you wonder why people don’t say anything to the person that makes them uncomfortable and just let’s it go, here is why: on the spot you can freeze, you might think that you didn’t hear well or didn’t understand well, you might be so uncomfortable in that situation that you simply can’t react. 

So no, it can’t be compared to rape but it’s not acceptable and it should not happen to anyone. It makes me sad and angry and anxious to think that there are people out there that don’t think this is serious. So sad and so angry and so anxious. 

Thanks for reading!

Cristina B. 

Dreams, nightmares, worries…sleep tight

A baby, many dogs (but one in particular), colored birds and flies, really dark almost black cloud, fear, and strength. These are some of the things that describe last night.

I know that I have strange dreams. I always dream, even though sometimes I don’t remember what, I know that I always do. But last night…was one of those nights that make me wonder. Make me wonder if the direction in which I am going is the good one.

A baby girl. I know her, she was the baby of one of my aunts’ friends when I was a child. But now I am an adult, living in a strange world and I hold her tight. Her mother? I don’t know where she is but I am holding her and feeding her from a bottle that contains what it looks like milk, but not really. There are other kids surrounding me and I think my kids are also there. I am in charge of them all. I see a friend of mine in the house, but for some reason, I am in charge of them all. I look on the window and I see a small group of colored birds with flies and other flying insects that surround them. They are flying but they are holding their position. In front of my window, they all just stay there and they don’t really move. But they are all together like they want to show me something. I look in the direction in which they stare and I see a dark, almost black cloud coming our way. It is sunny, I think it’s sunset time but this dark cloud comes our way. I feel scared but when I realize that this could be dangerous I try to hide my emotions, I have to be strong for the kids. The cloud passes without doing any harm.

I am at my sister’s house. Her house is full of dogs. Big dogs and most seem friendly. But there is this one dog that stays next to me and doesn’t seem so friendly. It’s like he wants to bite me but his fear for my sister holds him back. So he is keeping on slowly bitting my hand, almost like he is playing but I feel his anger with me. I know he wants to attack me and I am scared. I ask my sister several times to take her dog away from me but she doesn’t seem to see the danger. I am hiding my fear because I don’t want the dog to know he scares me.

This is how my night went by. I am exhausted today yes. There are quite a few things that worry me these days. It’s starting to affect my sleep and I know that this is not good. How do people sleep well at night and leave their worries behind?

I wish I knew the secret…

A dreamer…