For all intents and purposes, my mother is a maleficent woman. She’s brash, she’s harsh—for years she played the super villain in the destroyed fairy tale of my very real childhood. She was beautiful as she was domineering; cunning as she was sweet. It was a mixture of mischievous abuse, and absolute control. I had… Continue reading Artist Fariha Róisín on sharing a troubled relationship with her mother and what true feminism means
