there is nothing that managed to break me in the last 13 years, neither the death of the whole family, nor the betrayal of my close friends and people i used to love once. i think the trauma from my childhood turned me into a reckless survival machine, that reboots every time it gets hurt. the “i’ll keep moving forward even harder no matter what” has developed itself to a level that scares even me. the process is simple: isolation, tears, reboot. 3 steps proven over time in action, in different circumstances.