At first I believed what was repeated to me incessantly:
That I don’t have a choice,
That I have to fight,
That I can’t do what I want just to do what I do,
That I have to be submissive,
That I don’t deserve anything from life,
That I only deserve to be punished,
That I have no value,
That I am responsible and redoubtable to those who have sacrificed themselves for me,
That my duty is to sacrifice myself,
Because life is sacrifice, is disease, is suffering,
Because that’s the way it’s supposed to be!
I put them all in one bag and i’m on my way,
On the road of life, of my life here, in the physical plane.