I really don't know how to start this. I have never written anything like this. For some time now I felt the need to do this but never really had the time to commit to it. There's always something to be done, something to research, someplace to run to, someone to run to. But lately, it's been quiet. So, here I am now.

The reason for all of this is that I have been feeling lost for a long time now. I feel like no matter what I do, it's not in the direction I should be going to. But I don't know what's the right direction. I feel like 24 hours a day is to short and I curse the need for sleep. On the other side, I wish I could lay all day long and do nothing, all by myself. I don't think that everything is going to be okay, on the opposite, everything is going to hell. But I can also see the beauty in everything. It's really confusing to me and also to you who may be reading this.

I guess that what I'm trying to say is that it's okay not to be okay and to be confused. To relate to everything and to nothing. You are not the only one feeling that way.

I will try to keep posting while I'm on this journey, maybe it will be useful to someone, to others it will be pointless.
If you relate to any of my posts, don't hesitate to contact me. I will always do my best to be there for anyone who needs it.