Looking back I realized that I wasn’t in disagreement with you, and it wasn’t you personally who cringed in disgust every time I had an opinion. It was your upbringing and what your brain was fed to believe about women. In your mind, there was no room for a woman to speak let alone have an opinion. I wonder if all you heard while I spoke was “quack blah blah quack” it must have been quite a challenge to watch a woman sit across you with a straight back, head up making eye contact. After all, I am my mother’s daughter. #naagnool

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Heloooow and mahadsanid(thank you) for visiting my blog. I'm Munimar(combo of my two names) I'm a mother of two darling boys, a Creative soul, lover of Coffee & Kindness. I am a survivor and it's my mission to inspire and encourage my fellow survivors. Say hi😊

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