Broken promises and lost hope

So here is that mini rant I promised you, about how Sweden has zero respect for the autonomy of our identites and has no interest in changing that, in spite of promises to the contrary. Following the rant, my 13 year old character Alvhild, my namesake that I introduced in Episode 2, the Magic of Names (I really do recommend listening to it if you haven’t, it is one of my favourite stories). A friend of mine asked her the question, what are your hopes and dreams? And yeah… there were some tears when I answered it. Enjoy! To the left: Alvhild. To the right: Joaquin (who I have yet to talk about)