Tough times,
After todays meeting for my new therapy I am once again full of thoughts. and its no surprise that once again I can’t sleep.
I was asked to write a biography and the funny part is that I said I don’t even know where to start. So she said “at your birth”, Yeah I was that far already but I don’t know what to write about that.
And when I look through my life at the most difficult times I walked alone not just by choice like now.
So a little biography, I dont know about that, its so much, too much…
