Borislav's POV

Someone Else’s Life Matters, Too

in Therapy Through Writing on April 16, 2019 January 28, 2021

I donated blood today. I try to do that as often as I can. I do that not because I get something out of it. I do that because I want to give someone else a chance – a chance to survive and continue living, loving and caring.Today, I asked the technician if there are many people donating blood. She said there were plenty, sometimes, even more, they could handle. So, apparently voluntary blood donation in Germany is not a small thing. Germans care.On contraire, the same question posed during my blood donation in my home town in Bulgaria yields a very different answer – “You are the first voluntary blood donor today, Mister.”

Why Didn’t You Tell Anyone?

in Therapy Through Writing on February 27, 2019 January 28, 2021

Why didn’t you tell anyone? What didn’t you contact the police immediately after your boss or the boss of your boss assaulted you? Why didn’t you tell your parents that the priest touched you inappropriately after choir practice? Why you never told anyone about your husband beating you?

Choose An F-ing Big Television

in Therapy Through Writing on February 21, 2019 January 28, 2021

I was brought up in a part of the world and during times that didn’t offer much of a choice. At least not in the conventional way western society understands it, that is. All the place and time could give was life happening to everyone around me and myself.

Divorce As Entertainment

in Therapy Through Writing on February 5, 2019 January 28, 2021

Divorces are rather private and painful matter. Not because they don’t affect anyone else, but the two people parting ways. They do indeed. But behind every divorce, there is an undergone hardship, a few tears maybe and perhaps even abuse – verbal, psychological and even physical.

Donating Blood In Germany – Service Design

in Therapy Through Writing on January 26, 2019 January 28, 2021

Have been donating blood since the late nineties in multiple countries. This past week, it was my first time doing so in the country I have been living in for the past 8 years. It was about time.