Sophie's Diary
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Liebes Zukunfts-Ich,
wenn du auf diese Zeilen zurückblickst, wirst du dich an einen Teil deines Lebens erinnern, der über fünf Jahre deiner Lebenszeit für sich beansprucht hat. Und ich mache dir nichts vor, es wird immer einen Teil deines Lebens für sich beansprucht haben, denn das, was dir passiert ist, ist so schmerzhaft und wahnsinnig gewesen, dass es dich für immer geprägt hat.
Ich hoffe, du lässt dich von diesen Erinnerungen nicht triggern, geschweige denn kontrollieren.
Doch die Erlebnisse, die du durchwandert bist, müssen gehört werden. Du musst sie in diese ungewisse, angsteinflößende und zwiegespaltene Welt hinaustragen.
Nicht nur, um anderen zu helfen, sondern auch, um dir zu helfen.
Spread the message:
Don't trust people on the internet.
And don't trust yourself on the internet, too.
Pass auf dich auf,
Vergangenheits-Ich
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