Hello there, my dear Medium friends, What can I tell you? Life has not been easy recently.
I think that when problems come and brutally destroy our hopes, dreams and make us stumble, sometimes, we are helpless. I wish things were better, but they are not. The loneliness feels raw in my skin. I feel it in on me, inside me, and beside me. It follows me everywhere I go these days. And, I can’t escape it.
And yet, I must find the strength to carry on. I must go on. We must look for ways out of this.
I think, personally, the most important lesson that I have learned in these few weeks is that there is no perfection, and I must learn to live with that. There is not take two either. This is it. So, whatever life throws at me, I must take with grace and dignity.
It’s been difficult weeks.
I have had tantrums. I have stopped walking in the middle of the pavement and started crying, and I am not talking about slow tears rolling down your cheek sort of crying, what I am talking about is i-want-to-die-right-now-uncontrollably-tear-pouring-mad crying in the middle of the suburb Tokyo. In a country that prides itself on never showing its feelings, I was lucky no one called the police on me.
Time is up, I must grow up. But, I don’t want to lose my magic. I don’t want to lose the ability to see the good in people, I don’t want to become cynical, I don’t want to fear nor hate the world. Despite the hardships, I want to be me, I want to survive.