Book: I can breathe!

Just a few days it became my daily portion of happiness.

On the cheeks my tears flowed, not only from laughing but also from too much happiness.

Now in me fighting two people, and in one of them I don't recognize myself.

Who does not know that the worst psychopaths seem perfectly normal people. The madness has its own logic: in the first place, it falls on those faceless beings whom life has bypassed their attention.

Death it just in case. Just insurance, the emergency exit, which is, but which I do not even remember.

Our main cure is silence. She helps to look back, reflect on what happened, admit mistakes. It forces us to think, to question. She is our guide, it helps to cope with fears or sows in the soul a new, eliminates agony or leads to madness. She tries us with ourselves, eases the load of time erasing what we'd like to forget.