And Hansel said to Gretel, let us drop these breadcrumbs....so that together we find our way home. Because losing our way would be the most cruel of things, this year I lost my way. And losing your way on a journey is unfortunate. But losing the reason for the journey....is a fate more curel. The journey lasted eight months. Sometimes I traveled alone, sometimes, there were others who took the wheel and took my heart. But when the destination was reached, it wasn't me who arrived, it wasn't me at all. And once you loose yourself, you have 2 choices: find the person you used to be or loose that person completely. Because sometimes, you have to step outside the person you've been. And remember the person you were meant to be, the person you wanted to be, the person you are.
So don't let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark in the hopeless swaps of the not-quite, the not-yet and the not-at-all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish in lonely frustration for the life you deserved and have never been able to reach. The world you desire can be won. It exists...it's real...it's possible...it's yours.
To be nobody else but yourself in a world that's doing it's best, night and day, to make you everybody else, means to fight the hardest battle wich any human being can fight; and never stop fighting.