which is the real one?

All of these three faces have a special and individuall character, but which is he real one…. the true face?

I can't say it is the second or the first ... it is tiling from all three elements .... Properties that belong to me.
But distrust and fear still predominate ...

I have already said why this is so often enough and I think you don't want to hear it again ... it's sure to piss you off.

Well ... to go back to everything I said above, I would say that pretty much everything belongs to me, even if only suppressed or openly displayed. It has been described by me and lived through ... it is still partly lived.

One cannot simply change oneself, adapt oneself to others or even subordinate oneself, because in this way the real self is locked up or maybe even forever locked up.

So do you have different personalities ... that's why 3? Maybe because I suppressed it too much and still do it?How can you find out who you really are ...?

It is not enough to ask "Who am I?"! We have to look for answers, research into the deepest depths of our soul ...
Will I even get an answer ...? A try would be….

Listen to your heart, not just to your mind ... because it can lie, make you into other people who you are not at all .... What matters are you and your own characteristics.

Now I have looked deep into myself, rummaged in my soul and found something ... it scares me ... I have discovered the emptiness of myself .... I'm empty inside Why can't I find anything ?? Why do I have such different personalities when I am in darkness?

I probably have to go further ... but it hurts. The more I see, the more painful it becomes. I see the old me, carefree and happy ... and now there is almost nothing left of it. Back then I didn't have different faces, maybe just two, if any.It is no longer possible for me to say "I am one way or another". Too much mutilates my soul and makes it appear different.

You are only what you are when you are a child. We act normally, do not suppress feelings, love and live life. The true self of a person or of me lies in the little innocent child from before.

Unfortunately, this character is deposited very, very deep in the darkness and is never or rarely used again. HE lingers his miserable life there, waiting for a chance to be rediscovered.

What is the real you? Which child lives in you?

Little children and… drunken people…. say always the truth.

Why can't we also say the truth, true words and feelings?

Don't be shy ... open the gate to the world.

sooo that was the last chapter ... I hope you enjoyed it ... well maybe I spun a little too much but well ^^

lg hel Xiao