i am thankful to my beloved friend, mate, she listens to me, she asks me we could have a talk, we need to share things by talking,
i feel a little peace, i feel relaxed when i can share my troubles, typing is not a healing of everything, just a part, but sharing by talking is like throwing a garbage to the truck, it feels better,
even i have several troubles around, i feel i need to tackle with them and finish them, i can, i must,
a reminder of 5 years ago, anyone can do it, i can do it and i have to be better of it,
i sometimes put myself down, but put myself up, releasing the bad shits and getting the good shits,
even no one cares, i care,
my feelings, my emotions,
K. 