Time out

Time out

-You all know that my husband died a year ago. I was able to keep going forward, take care of my children, and avoid getting crazy, thanks to this job and, above all, to your help, said Martha. You have been there for me, and I don’t know what would become of me...
Call me first

Call me first

Claire was so upset, she lost it. Somebody had gone to the CEO of his company with absurd accusations against her telling him she was some communist agitator after a meeting in which she had to speak out defending a coworker who was about to be fired because of budget...
My little Crisis

My little Crisis

One of the biggest crises in my life was when I went out of a labor court with a sentence that said that I was unfit to work. I love my job. I’m a journalist. Nothing can change that. But my illness was too serious to continuing hitting the streets every day looking...
The inferno of the commute

The inferno of the commute

car lights in an intersection at night Everyone wants to get home after a day of hard work, and to achieve this goal, they all get into a hell of smoke, blinding lights, and impatience at the same time. The home is at hand, but first, you have to go through traffic...
Regret

Regret

I regret having spent a lot of time working and not have had more quality time with my family. My life has been marked by long days working until late at night as a reporter in the newsroom of a regional newspaper. Too many hours hitting the streets looking for...
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