Another part of my life I’ve still not mentioned to you yet is that since I was 12/13 I’m part of a female “dance” team that is very tight and “family-like”. But even here I never managed to make close bonds/friendships even thought I’m supposedly part of this loving “family”. You could say I should just leave but it’s not easy when you are a senior member since forever, even here I feel like life never gives me a chance to throw away those old clothes that no longer suit me, making me die slowly. I don’t know Anita, I know it’s hard to understand me or what I say sometimes, I can almost feel like you’re perplexed or clueless when you read what I write or how I feel about things