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A little kid always loved stories, and imagined how his life could it be when he grew older. More than this, the stories were a coping mechanism to release the fear of being alone. He didn't have a commom or normal family. His Mom would be at work all the time, and his dad had passed away already after leaving prison. The fear of being abandoned and staying alone all the time was so strong, he needed a way to feel safe, and stories sent him away to this place. One day he realized these stories weren't real, but just fiction. That was the day he tried to find love in the wrong place. He cried, wondered, begged internally "what is wrong with me?! what am I doing wrong?!" The answer he found was finding another story he could believe and could make him feel safe again, at least for a little while. So he decided he would join a church. He gave all he had for receiving love, the love from God, he thought: "now I'm not alone! Now I'm loved!!" He was wrong once again. He was alone as never before, and felt unloved once again. He became a young men, and decided he would leave everything familiar to travel in a journey to find love and maybe his place in the world. He met a girl, who he imagined could be this person he'd receive love from. But this person hurt him in the same form of his family wounds, and once again he was alone. Then he decided to leave the new world he met to a new one in a search for self love and growth. He got everything he wanted, and started to love himself more. But once again he found himself alone and empty. "Why should I fight or work hard to reach things I like if I don't have who to share them with?" In this search from within he continues for the rest of his life.