They say time heals all wounds but I don't think it does. Time teaches us how to live with them. How to hold love in one hand and loss in the other, how to laugh without guilt, how to carry the ache quietly, how to rebuild around the grief.

This post is just a long rant about why I am so frustrated with the absence of systems in the Sierra Leone health sector. No, this is not...

UCL gave me such an enriching experience and my heart will never forget what an amazing year it was. I evolved in ways I didn't even imagine