It feels sort of nice that no one bothered reading my last post. Not that I’m embarrassed by what I wrote, because I meant every single word. Actually, that’s the issue. I won’t tell you about my opinions on the Earth today, but people seems to have a great memory. Just generally speaking. And if we happen to get our brains overloaded with information there are plenty of technology that works 24/7 and always are happy to help. The point is, it’s quite unusual that I give the real truth permission to leave my head. When I finally do and gets rewarded with silence, it actually gives me courage. It’s like having a journal. When I was younger I always wanted to have one, but I don’t seem to handle routines very well. I always lost it or forgot to write in it.
So hello, no one. Let me introduce myself. I’m a no one too. I have plenty of memories, and opinions on everything, and I think a lot and some of my thoughts get written down, other ones told verbally. Most of it stays in place, though. But since this is my private place now, I thought I would go ahead and tell you three things that no one else know.
1. I am bisexual.
2. I have had smaller problems with anorexia. I don’t like training that much, so previously my solution to not gaining weight was to eat an absolute minimum. There’s wasn’t a minute of my life, either day or night, that I wasn’t starving. But just thinking of food made me physically uncomfortable.
3. The thing I praise the highest in this world is children, because they are pure and haven’t even becoming persons yet. And just because I like them that much, I will never have any. No one that is so good deserves me as a mother. I am not enough for anything like that.
Bye for today.