Sometimes I’m reminded of the pain of my past. When I couldn’t accept the truth that I had absolutely no clue. When I had an

Why the heck did I come back to Germany anyway? Though I do feel certain gratefulness that my life here pushed me to that edge…

Did I hit rock bottom yet? No. It’s still a bottomless pit. But may I ask you something? What is it? When will you spread

The tragic feeling to be out of control. How will it be done? I have no idea. What can I do? in the right moment