Feeling not the skill, the courage, sometimes the positive attitude or the possibility for me to express my interiors, my life gets often enough in a truly desperate and lonely state. I often can’t relate to others and even more often got the feeling of a failed communication, where the necessary things, the important things or the truly nice things that i’d rather say stay unsaid. For me it’s no question that this is the one task that i have to deal with to lead the life i want to, and it’s the one task where i get no feeling of progression, which sometimes lead me to that conclusion, that maybe i’ll never get to it, that my skills and abilities are not set for it. I’m 28 years old and i find it harder and harder to try, and i long for it more and more each day: to share what is my life in an intimate way or another, to learn about the beautiful cosmos of an otherness then my own, to free my love and be accessible for love. 5 years ago