There would be many days that I would come home so excited from a great day at work only to be greeted by anger, resentment, and depression.

| This is the 544th story of Our Life Logs® | I don’t know if my story even matters, one of an illiterate woman from the slums of...

It was a tough reality to come to terms with: now I had an opioid addiction ​and ​a global pandemic on top of that to worry about. I was

Coming from an area where many are illiterate, we had no idea what the virus truly was or how deadly it was. All we knew was that it was

I even felt my dad betrayed me. Why did he even bother to sit and draw with me if this is what would happen in the end?

I worked hard to stop the well of tears about to gush out of me. I bit my lip to choke down the sob threatening to escape from my throat...

Life is unpredictable. People understand that now more than ever. But we also know that every situation occurs for a reason...

My parents were both originally from the northern region of Vietnam but fled south to escape communist rule...