Actually a lot of things have changed since then.
I'm preraring to move to Moscow, we re-created communications with friends, I found out a lot about me and my ability to feel and live.
Last week I opened this page and created the first post in my life that I was afraid to publish. And it is still in drafts. You can see that there is no post #59. It is but I think I will never publish it. I was too naked and vulnerable. Just because of too deep feelings that I surprisingly can feel.
For the first time I wanted to keep something only for myself. Why is this happening to me?
It hurts a lot - fear of being completely misunderstood.
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