I am no longer afraid to say anything.
A first visit to a madhouse is always a shock.
Things are not as we would like them to be. There is only one way to deal with it, namely to try and be all right oneself.
Sometimes the most beautiful thing is precisely the one that comes unexpectedly and unearned, hence something given truly as a present.
The horrors of war, pale beside the loss of a mother
My different personalities leave me in peace now.