Sunday night, stormy night, my head hurts and my heart too. I spent the last days or even weeks with creative madness to escape the depressive moments and find self respect again, learn to love myself again. It was a good way and I can feel I grew from it and also developed my art. But these moments of strange silence, pain ridden and in doubts still make me fall back into my old patterns that I just want to leave behind. But the dark days are getting less. Even if today, I just want to shut down every reality.
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