In recent weeks, much has happened. I was at the bottom, desperate and hopeless. I'm still afraid of the future, but I can breathe again. I was shaken up. I now know that it can not go on, must not continue. Otherwise I'm going. It is hard, but it's there my only chance in life.
I was wrong.
I did not need a narrower waist, beautiful hair, or more self-confidence. What really helped was the crash. The painful, gruesome, hard impact on the earth. Not the bad mood, sadness, bad mood. More. The feeling of never being able to get up again.
I stand.
However, I will be here any more personal details to reveal about me. I have no time to refektieren more about my life because I need all the strength to get back up. Alone.
You have to be arrived at the bottom of the base to push off back to the top.
I thank you for the love support, but from here I must continue to own and learn how to fly.
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