#ioanaduda

[maria-ioannq05]

Aveam nevoie să-ți scriu în seara asta. M-am liniştit. De abia acum pot trece la pagina următoare a cărtii. Mi-e dor de tine. Atât de dor, încat nu voi deschide internetul pe telefon, ca să îți scriu pe WhatsApp că îmi lipseşti. Ar fi prea uman. Banal.

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[maria-ioannq05]

Te-ai facut că nu înțelegi, când ți-am spus. Dar zâmbetul ăla, aproape nevăzut. Nu m-am înşelat.

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[loredanaadrianam]

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[loredanaadrianam]

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[theatlasofjoy]

Ioana, 33 years old from Timisoara, Romania

Ioana is a beautiful, one of a kind woman. After two suicidal attempts, she started writing. She is now a published author with three books in one and a half years and she keeps on writing.

Yes, we like men who don't have BMW’s but read // Everyone has gone crazy and screamed with pain once in their life...(quotes from her writings). 

What makes her heart sing:

Books - she would sleep, eat, make love with the books

Music

Writing

To drink wine while she cooks dinner

To dine with her family or her friends

The sea - to bathe in the sea and then lie in the warm sand

To lie in bed with her cat Lola sleeping on her chest and watch her favorite Klimt painting

To drink a glass of wine with her mom

To stay with a latte machiatto glass under the sun and watch people passing by

Her life story:

Born to a family with its normal share of problems and disorders, Ioana graduated Journalism and transferred to Bucharest to work for a newspaper. But the media world was not the one she found her place in. 

From Kindergarten she ran away after one hour. When caught, she said she went out to get some fresh air. Ioana believes there are many other alternatives to living your life other than buying a house, getting married and having children. Her mother is the number one fan of this alternative choices. She wants her daughter to travel and learn as much as she can of this world.

After graduating, Ioana fell in love and gave up her job, her everything and moved with her boyfriend to Italy. They lived 3,5 years in the south, in a charming village by the sea. When the relation finished, she came back home and seven months later she had her first suicidal attempt. Unsuccessful. Two boxes of sleeping pills and one bottle of vodka didn't kill her. So, Ioana decided that if she will live, she will try her best to do it better. She took psychotherapy sessions and at 30 years old, she felt Life is her friend again. It is also then that Ioana started writing. Her psychotherapist told her: start writing and don't stop. It is your way exploding out of yourself.

In 2016, after some more relations, a dissatisfying job and loads of family trouble, Ioana had another suicidal attempt the night before she was supposed to go on a vacation by the sea. Again, unsuccessful. Her best friend found her and convinced her to live. The night with the second suicidal attempt is actually the subject of her second book. I read it, and I couldn't leave it until I saw the last word on the last page. Intense, true, real life. Her books are about loneliness, singleness and the importance of experiencing and getting love -burn out. 

I asked Ioana what was the core problem that caused her to want to stop living twice. She said she couldn’t be herself anymore for she needed to play too many roles to keep everyone satisfied. So, this soon ended up exhausting her.

If you read these lines so far, you would think Ioana is sad or miserable. With two suicidal attempts and a seemingly troubled life, she can only be a pessimist. The beauty is that she is anything, but that. She laughs, smiles, cries with joy, sings and talks about positiveness. About life. About the joy of life. She knows better. She was born 3 times so far.

She clearly remembers one of her re-births:

I was sitting under the sun in a piazza, drinking a latte macchiato. Music was playing into my ears from my headphones and I was reading a book. Then I saw a kid, 4, maybe 5 years old running with the flying pigeons. In that moment I felt so much peace, I felt God and I felt myself. 

She works in a multinational company in a 9-5 job, shares her life between family, friends and her cat Lola and writes. She surely does. For her and for her 5k followers. 

The motto on her blog is: 

I truly believe there is nothing more beautiful in this world than the soul of man when it runs free. 

Her books have been published here. For now in Romanian. 

[hisflowergirl]

Nu avem dreptul sa intram cu forta in viata unui om. Singurătatea îndelungată îți mușcă din suflet zi de zi, îl sfâșie, până când nu mai rămâne aproape nimic din el. E o sirenă care îți cântă și descântă până nu te mai poți deslipi de ea. Ajungi să crezi că e singura cale. Că altceva nu mai există. Asta în cazul în care ești un om slab. Pentru că, dacă ești puternic, la fiecare mușcătură, îți îndrepți ochii spre lumină și ți-o pui în locul sfâșiat. Și uite așa, până la urmă, chiar singur fiind, ajungi să luminezi încât poți să le dai și altora.