Differently STM (Seen - Thought - Made)

  Yes, I have feet in heavy shoes , and a duty to keep walking until I reach my destination. I carry bags upon my back — not burdens, but responsibilities I have chosen with grace. I will not let them fall to the ground until they rest in the place they belong. My head spins like a turning globe , filled with endless thoughts, tasks, and the weight of great work. Yet each motion has meaning. Every effort serves a purpose. It takes all my energy to fight the darkness — but I have promised myself that justice will prevail. I have a goal. I walk straight, then right, and I will show that life is correct, beautiful, and sane.

Chaque jour, je suis pleinement dédiée à mes enfants. En semaine, nos journées sont rythmées par les devoirs, les activités, la discipline et une organisation minutieuse. Toute mon énergie mentale est mobilisée pour orchestrer le quotidien – pour eux et pour moi. Au milieu de la semaine, je cours entre mes propres obligations, les activités de chacun, et tout ce qu’implique la gestion d’une famille. Je passe énormément de temps à discuter avec mes enfants, à leur transmettre des valeurs essentielles, à leur expliquer la vie. Et même si cela peut être épuisant, ce temps partagé est un trésor. Car plus j’investis, plus je vois de résultats. C’est un cycle merveilleux : investir, récolter, apprendre et évoluer ensemble. Pour moi, ce processus n’est rien d’autre que le bonheur, la véritable source de vie. Les week-ends sont encore plus précieux. Certes, nous restons très occupés, mais nous vivons ces moments ensemble. Nous partageons les repas, les activités, les rires, comme une vérit...

I feel exhausted from this endless chaos and mess. I no longer want to deal with fake stories and accusations. I no longer trust that Swiss justice truly cares about the future generation and children’s wellbeing. For many years, I believed Switzerland represented stability, fairness, and democracy. It is a country I love—perhaps even more than my homeland. I came here with the hope that my children would grow up in a safe place where the legal system protects the innocent, holds the guilty accountable, and prioritizes children above everything else. But my experience with Swiss family law has been the opposite. The Reality of Swiss Family Justice Switzerland is often praised for its strong institutions, neutrality, and high quality of life. Yet behind this reputation lies a justice system that in many cases leaves families—especially children—without real protection. In my own case, after a painful separation and custody battles , I was granted full custody of my two chil...

  Yesterday, while spending time with friends, I noticed something in Tamara that shook me to the core. Surrounded by other children with both of their parents—especially present, caring fathers—Tamara became quiet, emotionally unsettled. I know that look. It’s a mix of longing, sadness, and confusion. She wants what she sees around her: a father who cares. Tamara is strong-willed. She’s full of life, determination, and emotion. And within that strength is a very human, very innocent desire—to be cared for the way she sees other children being cared for. She wants a father. Not just in name, but in presence, in action, in love. And I see how painful it is for her to witness what she’s missing. It breaks me inside. Because no child should have to feel that way. No child deserves to suffer from the consequences of adult mistakes. None. It’s not the child’s fault who brought them into the world or who failed them. Every child deserves a father who is at least kind and stable—if no...

What truly makes us happy? Is there a universal definition of happiness, or is it something deeply personal, shaped by our unique journeys? Some people, knowing parts of my family story, might look at my life and assume it’s a tragedy—full of pain, struggle, and loss. They might label me as unhappy or broken. But is that really the truth? I see it differently. I consider myself lucky in many meaningful ways—and unlucky only in a few. Yes, my marriage ended in a difficult, painful way. It brought with it chaos, heartache, and challenges I never imagined I’d face. But even so, I look at it as one of the greatest lessons of my life. A transformative experience that forced me to grow, to open my eyes, and to evolve. I’m not ashamed to say: it happened for a reason. Perhaps it saved me from something even worse—something that could have stemmed from my naive attachments and my tendency to trust too easily. That chapter of my life, though painful, helped me mature quickly. It taught me...