more than a year...

In fact, one year, 5 months and 4 days that I haven't written in my blog... Not that I did not have things to write. things happen all the time. I just did not bother. And i'm writing in English... That's kind of a first...Although it's long since I noticed that I can say things easier in English. Not better; just easier. I think that's because although I understand the essence of what I say it does not give me the feeling of how important something is. In English I can say things I would not dare say in my language. It's the same as swering... I swear a lot in English, but although I know the exact meaning of what I say i can say it withough blushing. Not that I blush in greek, but I simply cannot even pronounce some words. It does not feel right. So any conversation with therapists etc HAS to be in English. It's easier and more relieving...

I think I've changed a lot. Or rather, I've become my old self again. Before opening the blog I never used any means of communicating my thoughts to the world around me. There is a reason for this 'my'! If you share them then they become 'ours'. And I'm a bit afraid of this 'ours'. I've always been alone, I've never shared these things. I never liked sharing these things. although it's this sharing I'm longin for. Anyway... Too much sharing for tonight... Good night.