A diary entry:
»For the past three years, my life has been unfolding as a series of gray anxiety-drenched scenes–a neverending path growing heavier with each step. A life that I observe, unable to comprehend or shape it–a life slipping from my grasp.
I’ve always been comfortable with myself but now solitude has turned into loneliness, the world has become small, and I feel like a big heavy rolling stone
that doesn’t fit the walls of the room.
A bullet shot from the heart.
From this moment on, I promise myself to cherish and love this life carefully instead of hiding in memories tinted with bright colors–a space where I have always failed to realize
what happiness looks like.
I am a candidate in faith.
I am learning to believe in myself,
in people and the world,
in love and justice.«