You know, since I was really afraid to show who I really am. It seemed that I needed to be perfect: always with perfect makeup, with a laugh, not to show weakness or sum. But in an hour I realized that it’s not worth it, and that’s why it doesn’t bring happiness.

I’ve learned to accept different things for myself: cheerful, if I want to laugh until I cry, serious, if I need to calm down, say a few things in the end, if I have my thoughts in mind 😉
Now I am honest with myself, and I want honest hundreds, but no one plays a role. We are all imperfect, and everything is normal. It’s up to you to give us help.