A standard of happiness for motherhood: “the problem that has no name”

Maricela Robles
Sep 8, 2018 · 4 min read

I had always thought this was everything I wanted. I had worked so hard to get here and now it seemed I wanted none of it.

Those two sentences summarised in a nutshell what I thought was “wrong” with me.

I had just started reading (…ok listening to) “The Feminine Mystique” by Betty Friedan. And even though this was a…

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Maricela Robles

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Reflecting on subjects such as mental health, self-worth and what it means to be human, with humour and compassion.

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