Dear Anita

What my ivy needs is something happening, experiences. People. Jobs. Skills. Break ups. Travels. Deaths. Accomplishments. Friends. Enemies. Lovers. Fights. Passions. Departures. Responsabilities. Whatever makes you you. My younger self tried to make up for the lack of these things by settling rules and identities, anything that could turn me into something but now I know it’s not enough. I believe I could do all the most excellent psychotherapy on the world if I had to be blessed to find it, but psychotherapy will never fulfill the holes that yours and days of surfing on the internet have left in me. Not only, at least