So, the darkness arrived and I was just listening to the secret noises of the forest: the cows’ singing, the steps of small animals and twittering birds. Once – suddenly – while shivering in my sleeping bag, an image of a very, very colorful bird appeared in my mind in a very lively form. She had an impressive and exciting appearance but I also felt that its look is simply too much!
Like me: sometimes I have too many emotions, interests, hobbies, ideas, initiations. I am open to too various points of view of the world… Or better to say it like this: I had this perception about myself that I am too much for other people. As a result, I had put quite a good amount of emotions in making myself „bearable“ for others: I asked for permission in important situations, I was questioning myself before and after making decisions and I was often in fear that I would be left, since I was not okay enough. So I wanted to get rid of my useless coulours and I just wanted to be „normal“.