Write a book I've always wanted to write a book. But I always run into a problem; I write 5 pages, and then the story is finished. And 5 pages does not make a book.

path from victim to survivor I've gone through many difficult things lately. I've been depressed, I've struggled with anxiety. I had no hope and no wishes for the future. I just wanted to disappear. I did not care if I lived or died. I wanted someone to see me. I wanted all the bad things to go away. Far away. I thought I could hide from the difficult things, from the feelings, history and truth. I tried to hide. And I succeeded, but not for long. I've learned. It is not a weakness to ask for help. It is to be strong! It is to take control, to take action. To help yourself. I've asked for help. I've got help. And I was lucky. I made it through.

Light, Smiles And You When the rain falls, when the wind blows, when the dark is darker than dark, when I'm scared, I've lost all hope, that is when only you can lift me. Only you can show me the light. Only you can make me smile. And that is why I love you, and only you.

Stormy Love Stormy, stormy night. Rain at my window. Crying into my pillow. Why, oh why, don't you love me?

Sleep, I Want Sleep! should sleep now. but so much has happened. head full of thoughts. a bit afraid, very stressed. can't sleep.