I have decided life requires very radical change. I threw out the mattress and disassembled the bed. Unsurprisingly, sleeping on the floor feels better than on that thing. I kept this slab of memory foam to sleep on in the meantime. A blueprint is in progress for a coffin to sleep in. There is nothing left to do now except embrace myself. Healing has a bitter taste, like tears and strong herbal remedies. No matter what, I have people who believe in me. I want to wallow in that love I have for them… If you are reading this, I love you…









