Reemah

“She sidles up to me in bed, not wanting an inch of space between us and I’m all too happy to oblige. Grabbing my phone, I download a book of her choice and read to her until her soft snores fill the room.”
― Natasha Bishop, Only for the Week

“Can’t I have the freedom to just…be? To love myself enough to be comfortable in my own company?”
― Natasha Bishop, Only for the Week

“It’s not easy at all. But at this point it’s either lose you or lose me. And whether you and Mom believe I deserve it or not, I love me. A whole lot. I’m not willing to come in second anymore.”
― Natasha Bishop, Only for the Week

“It’s so funny to me that just because they weren’t there for my struggles, they think they don’t exist. I’ve overcome a lot in my life. I’ve survived not feeling enough in my mom’s eyes. I’ve cried over plenty of boys. I’ve shed literal blood, sweat, and tears during my med school journey. I’ve suffered heartaches and growing pains. I’ve needed my mom and sister to be a support system more times than I can count. The problem lies within the fact that I never felt they could fulfill that need. I never felt important enough to them to ask.”
― Natasha Bishop, Only for the Week