My definition of Love.
I had to make up my own definition of Love because I don't agree with the ones that I found, so I was unsatisfied.
I love logic, I live for it! To think....and understand, and if something doesn't make sense, I just change it and create my own Vision.
That's a skill that I learned through my life while being hypomanic, then manic and psychotic:
I hate my reality = I want a better one = how do I achieve that?...
At any Cost.
I've learned that in order to achieve something better, you have to lose everything.
I was so driven, so committed.
I started to do anything that would make me happy: taking pictures, singing, writing, painting, discovering new places and people, having sex, working.
Even if I have to go and (think) out of (the box) my head, out of this world, but at last! I achieved it.
Do you want to know what I've found?
A way to stay and fight for what I believe in.
A way to stay true to myself.
A way to achieve it all, without losing everything and most of all myself.