They were meant to protect you. Instead, they caged you. They made you feel like you were stuck in a box, with no holes or room to breathe. It was a nagging pressure, you could not shake. How could you? It was all you could, to try and keep your head above water. Suppress, that is what you learnt to do best. 

Regardless, of what people may think, I have heard countless of opinions of how easy I have had it. It usually makes me shake my head and shrug

People have a single story of Africa, that instills fear of people ever setting foot onto the continent. Where people come to take, keep taking to the point where they feel entitled. When they give, they give at a fraction of what they took. 

"...camping on a whim allowed me to appreciate the little things I took for granted. Having a pillow, a blanket and of course a roof to protect me from cold weather. Having electrical plugs on the wall to plug my electronics. A fridge, the power of a cold glass of water is severely underestimated on a hot day."

It is these dangerous expectations, that rip us men and women apart. We are not allowed to raise our voices. Our discomfort, our pain and our voice of anguish is reduced to—“that time of the month” .