Hey.
The third day I write again. I would like to spice up my posts with good photos and make-up, but for now I’m getting by with what got under my arm. And I continue to tell.
What with the work. I met a girl there and it became easier for me. Our level of communication with her is something similar. It gave me energy though the boss didn't like it ...
I said something to her in between calls, I liked it. Life circulation. There was a contact.
At some point, this contact overlapped either by the boss, or by me. And my heart began to stop. The lungs ate breathed, it was an hour and a half dying on the verge of life. Then the girl restored our communication scheme and everything went better.
I told the boss that I did not like that he could tell something for a long time. That in general, I do not need to put something in my head. I'll take it myself if I need it. Although it was a manifestation of humility before him. But I felt so that I was dying a couple of hours ago. So silly. I understand that this is very harmful for me and I do not want to delay.
The fact that I do not know how best it is to change it is all just my excuses. I have the will to stand up and say that I am leaving. I have the will to say that I will not listen to it. I have the will to be who I am. I have the will to be alive and dancing.