I sat down on my floor, something I do quite often, and I realized I didn’t want to read the thoughts of someone else. Instead, I wanted to write down my own thoughts. How selfish, I know, but I’ve heard your 20s should be your most selfish years and I intend to listen to those wise words.

I’ve used writing before, when there were so many things going on in my head that there was no more storage space in my head. I’ve used writing when there were feelings inside me that my tongue did not have the strength to speak out. I’ve used writing when this language that has taken over so much of my life could no longer communicate what I wanted and needed to say, so I wrote in my mother tongue.

So why not use writing now?

I’ve wanted to give the world a piece of my mind for quite some time now and I could not have found a better time to do so than now, when I have so much free time.

This will be exactly just that. A piece of my mind. In both languages that I know best.