On how should life be.
I had to leave my country six years ago to motivate myself. Which I did, in the most unexpected way. It's not a secret to myself, the more I've lived, the more I've realised that, throughout my life I always wanted to be motivated by others; I went to psychoanalysis for a while, I was looking for motivation there too... and all I had to do was to seek motivation within my own self, with my own way of being, my own thinking, my decisions. Six years ago, leaving my country was surely the first time I got an opportunity to motivate myself. I didn’t knew it then, but the living in another country, having to learn a new language (not ‘adapting myself to a new culture’, because cultures are completely independent to oneself), and exposing myself to any possible kind of people, would become the first thing in my life I felt genuinely proud of doing, proud of such nosedive. With that doubtful, yet accurate self encouragement, I planted a seed of freedom, and later I s