I feared my truth, I feared my honesty, I feared my vulnerability, and that fear made me feel like I was forced into a corner, like I was forced into a corner and there was only one way out, and so I thought about that way every single day.
Kisha frike nga e verteta ime, nga sinqeriteti im, nga dobesia ime, dhe ajo frike me beri te ndjehesha sikur isha i zene ne nje cep, sikur isha i zene ne nje cep dhe rrugedalja ishte vetem nje, dhe keshtu mendoja cdo dite per te.