Where it all began

The step to myself is a story of a woman who suddenly stood up. Because something in her spoke against everything she used to be.

The step to myself is a story of a woman who suddenly stood up.

Because something in her spoke against everything she used to be. A woman in whose heart wasn’t enough space, but she didn’t have another one.

In some families happiness is not at home. Or it is just a flowing guest, not staying long enough to cover the shadows of unfortunate. The prisoners of hatred, the shame, desperation, the bitterness and grief.
She decided to not be a prisoner anymore.

There are families where everyone gives as much love as they can, but it still isn’t enough. Where everyone shares as much as they are able to, but the hearts still remain hungry. Nobody’s fault.
Scars occur and it takes a lifetime to heal them.
The heart is the place where everything starts, everything ends.
The Love. The Passion, The Longing. The Fear.
The place we can’t escape from. The place where hearts are too small or too big, too hungry or too greedy.
Because love doesn’t know justice. Love doesn’t know. :ove just feels.

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