I’ve been talking about Germany/Berlin a lot and I tried to keep people sorta in the loop, but things have moved fast ?. For context my wife and I have been together 13 years and we moved quite a lot within France as our situation and needs changed, as well as ourselves. We tried to be more isolated for a while since life in cities had alienated us, and we needed peace and quiet for our growing f…
Hello everyone!
By now I think a lot of you might have noticed something was different with me lately, and I've been meaning to approach the subject but it's taken me a while to get the courage to pull the trigger.
I've struggled a bit throughout my life with my image, my esteem and my identity. This has manifested in quite a lot of ways over the years (yes including the hair ??♀️) but it too…
Matin. Reveil. Bus (ou la plupart du temps je dort). Lycée. Blabla, bouffe, blala, bruit.
Bus.
Maison. Salutations, fête au chien.
Ouverture de la porte. Porte vérouillée.
A partir de la, j'ai enfin quelques heures a moi. C'est cruel de dire cela, mais des fois je les hais, tous, tout mes proches. Ils sont la pour mon bien, ils viennent me voir, et leur compagnie m'est agréable. Mais je prefere v…
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I’ve been talking about Germany/Berlin a lot and I tried to keep people sorta in the loop, but things have moved fast ?. For context my wife and I have been together 13 years and we moved quite a lot within France as our situation and needs changed, as well as ourselves. We tried to be more isolated for a while since life in cities had alienated us, and we needed peace and quiet for our growing f…
Hello everyone!
By now I think a lot of you might have noticed something was different with me lately, and I've been meaning to approach the subject but it's taken me a while to get the courage to pull the trigger.
I've struggled a bit throughout my life with my image, my esteem and my identity. This has manifested in quite a lot of ways over the years (yes including the hair ??♀️) but it too…
Matin. Reveil. Bus (ou la plupart du temps je dort). Lycée. Blabla, bouffe, blala, bruit.
Bus.
Maison. Salutations, fête au chien.
Ouverture de la porte. Porte vérouillée.
A partir de la, j'ai enfin quelques heures a moi. C'est cruel de dire cela, mais des fois je les hais, tous, tout mes proches. Ils sont la pour mon bien, ils viennent me voir, et leur compagnie m'est agréable. Mais je prefere v…
