The Page About Freedom, the Tattoo, and Taking Charge of My Life


What is freedom?

To me, it is about your right to be yourself. It is about letting go of that external pressure that we feel on our shoulders every single day, and finally giving yourself permission to be yourself. It is about openly expressing your thoughts, needs, and desires. It is about standing up for what you believe and pursuing your dreams. It is about being in charge of your life, owning your life.

In this episode, I’m sharing the story about the moment in my life when I was ready to reclaim my freedom, when I was ready to finally become who I am – who I have always been.

Tune in on Apple Podcasts or Spotify, or continue reading.

I was always the “good”, or “right” type of child. You know, the one that teachers and parents love and other kids hate – perfect grades, always studies hard, always does their homework, never hangs out with “bad” kids or does anything wrong, always follows directions.

In other words, “the perfect daughter”!

It’s probably no surprise to you that I didn’t have many friends back then. I can say that I had 2 very good friends. We all lived in the same neighborhood and we would play together all the time.

It was pre mobile phones and pre Internet, not everyone had access to video games, so our primary source of entertainment was to play outside. We would get together after school, play for a while, but I would always go back before it got dark – I didn’t want my parents to worry.

One day, when I was about 10 years old, my friend and I were playing as usual, doing our thing, when a couple of other girls living nearby approached us. We had seen each other before, but we were never close. I don’t really know why they decided to chat with us, but we talked for a while, and then they invited us to join them nearby where they would hang out with their other friends. My friend and I were stoked that we were invited.

It was getting late, but we couldn’t lose this opportunity to hang out with other kids, so of course we said yes. I knew I’d still be home before it got too late.

We joined their other friends, and we were having such a great time playing together that I absolutely lost track of time. And then I suddenly realized that it was already completely dark.

“Oh I need to go home! My parents must be worried about where I am!” So I rushed home.

As soon as my mom opened the door, she started screaming at me. She was SO mad. She was furious. I had never heard her swear – until that night.

She was calling me all the words, and she was screaming how irresponsible and what a bad person I was.

I tried to explain to her I had just met some new friends and lost track of time, and that I was very sorry… She wasn’t listening to me. She just was screaming that she thought something had happened to me, and that I got her super worried, and that I didn’t think about her or my dad.

I felt absolutely terrible. I felt guilty, angry, and completely devastated…

It was just so unfair! I thought my parents would be happy for me that I finally made some new friends, but no… 

Listen to the full story on Apple Podcasts or Spotify.

Until next time,

Olena xx

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