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The Poop Wasn’t Hers, but It Changed Everything
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The Great Bathroom Conspiracy Two days ago, our family committed a small and strangely beautiful fraud. My daughter’s cousin was visiting. At some point during the usual whirl of snacks,…
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Easter, Anxiety, and 16 Kilos of Ham: Why Family Holidays Feel Like Emotional Warfare
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Ah, Easter. That sacred season of resurrection, renewal, and women quietly dissociating in their childhood kitchens while 16.4 kilograms of ham sweats under aluminium foil. This year, in a heroic…
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My Thyroid Wasn’t Ruining My Life. My Excuses Were.
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by Erika Matic – hormonally stable, emotionally audited, and no longer outsourcing accountability to a butterfly-shaped gland In the women of my family, thyroid problems are less of a diagnosis…
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The Day Croatia Rediscovered Fuel (And Lost Its Mind)
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by Erika Matic, currently considering biking everywhere out of spite There are moments in history that define a nation. Independence.EU accession.The invention of ajvar in a jar. And now, finally:…
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My Daughter Will Have Unrealistic Expectations of Men. Here’s Why.
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by Erika Matic – on equal parenting, inconvenient standards, and a man who ruined all future comparisons This week is Father’s Day. Which feels like an appropriate time to publicly…
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My Genetics Are Plotting Against Me But I Lift Weights Now
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by Erika Matić – alive, optimised, financially unprepared for genetic enlightenment I am currently reading a book about longevity and I’m nearly finished. Emotionally destabilised. Mildly convinced I might live…
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Applying for Kindergarten in Croatia and Other Parenting Obstacles
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by Erika Matić, taxpayer, mother, and recent graduate of the Croatian Waiting List Studies Program There are many moments in life when you realise you misunderstood the system. You thought…
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We Had the Perfect Family Lunch Until This Happened
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by Erika Matić, beloved daughter, certified disappointment, and owner of one unbaptised child Last weekend, my sisters and I did something radical. We enjoyed each other. No drama. No tension.…
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My Car Is Falling Apart but At Least I’m Not Paying for It
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by Erika Matić, owner of one immortal Toyota and several unpopular financial opinions My sister needs a new car. Not because she wants one. Not because she dreams of leather…
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This Was Supposed to Be About Handball
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How a sports celebration became a battleground for everything we refuse to resolve Everything was ready. The city.The square.The logistics.The stage. The quiet, rare feeling that for once, something in…