It is very dangerous. You are not the one with the disease, but you might act like you are.
And this is (was) my perfect plan.
All my life I have been trained to lose myself in different situations whether it was a relationship or a job.
But the bullshit is over. I have made a promise. I will not lose myself again.
I do love him and I will stand by him.
But I will not lose myself this time.
This morning I was walking my dog. I was thinking I need to make a sanctuary in the house just for me. On the mountain I found an armchair. Not very dirty. Not very old. Just perfect. My man - who by the way is much stronger and much hype with all the medication - helped me bring it home. I cleaned it very very well and put my own colourful soft fabrics on it. A small table, a light and a notebook. I might even put my sewing machine on this table... One step at a time.
Thank god I asked for help from a psychologist...
And I have a plan. Not to bullshit myself anymore. No more lies.
When I left for Italy, I had left many holes. I did not have any money. It was the perfect trap for me to come back to what I know.
Another thing I know how to do very very well is not believe in myself. I always try to get acceptance from outside.
And these are only small parts of what I trully do in my life.
I am searching all the patterns and all the fucking core beliefs that got me here.

My man is my teacher. I love him. He became sick just to show us that when you suppress your true self, your true creativity, you will end up sick.
And I do not think he wants anything from me, but to be my own true self. That is unconditional loving.
Hope you all thrive, like my teacher Jonah says you should. Have a good day.