You know that I like to write.
Today you have your honor again.
I want to confess to you that you can happen to me, but you do not define me.
When my mind is clouded by logical thoughts, I like to express to you in irregular lines the emotions that overwhelm me.
You taste complacency complacently and wrongly, but the only reason I write to you is because it works therapeutically in me.
Addressing you as if you exist while I am struggling to annihilate you is redemptive.
Immediately after I feel invulnerable.
Today I have set you up in the steepest corner of my mind and I observe you.
You changed me a lot.
You forced me to live in the arms of uncertainty.
I look you straight in the eyes, I confront you.
Today I am strong, because of you I have experienced one by one all my fears.
You are so close to me that I can smell you.
You know I had a hard time accepting you.
I spent so much time struggling to keep you away from me.
I invested in denial, I place between us the right distance and the right pretense.
I denied you countless times even though I recognized you from your look in the mirror.
I was overwhelmed from within.
Υou soaked my eyes, you occupied my body.
You mortgaged my life for no reason.
You trapped me with a loan of hope between before and now and ignored the aftermath.
You crumpled my wings.
I woke up confused, I think confused, I write confused.
Time flies.
I find that everything and everyone goes without asking me.
I know you will think I am strong, I went through a thousand waves to be here.
Every second, I define myself, I realize my existence.
I was angry, I refused, I accepted, I fight.
And because the most important thing in difficult times is to always find a reason to smile, I smiled and touched the scar.
The one that is always there to remind me that I was once received, the one that I found the strength and healed.
What is the strongest proof that although I was received, I fought with all my strength and I succeeded.
What I carry in my body as a precious medal of strength.
The one that will always motivate me with a smile to exorcise my fears and start for the new victory.
Full of stubbornness.
I endure and I do well.
I fight because that's all I learned and I win.
I win and in every victory I stand up.
I have learned to fall and get up.
Every time I reach an end I smile timidly and carve out a new beginning.
There are experiences that are experienced completely alone.
Experiences full of lost days and awkward moments.
A little more and you know I will rise stronger.