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journaling:
There is no easy way in telling this story. For understanding this, you need to know what happend before.
I didn't had an easy childhood at all. (I spare you the details), but when I was 18 I was able to go live on my own. What I think would be a great new start, really wasn't. I just didn't have to be brave anymore, so I started collapsing. At one time I didn't come out of bed for most of the days, and when finals came... I just totally freaked out. Depression and extreme anxiety of failure pulled me over the roof and resulted in falling 12 metres lower.
Even with all the pain who came with it, I felled relieved at first. It was a battle ofcourse (see the pictures, and that weren't even all the injuries). A one year stay in hospital followed. With lots of surgeries, therapy,...
After almost one year I got released out of hospital, so I had to live at home again.
3 weeks after I met my future husband. During weekdays I worked with children, in de weekends he made a 4 hour drive to pick me up, 4 hour drive to take me to his home and at the end of the weekend he did the same thing all over again. 2 Months later I gave up work, to go live with hem, far far away from everything.
Offcourse I was still a mess at that time and that was very visible in me always fidgeting. (A good translating would be FRUMMELEN), so he called me 'Frummeltje'. While laughing and making fun, you could Always see the fidgeting, the feeling not really at ease. During time Frummeltje became 'Frumpje' and he still calls me that.
So when life didn't stop, I tried living it again. That resulted in a family with my two sons.
Life will never be easy, but I may have Sunshine in my soul again.... sometimes ;-)

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