This is my truth.

Publishing my first book turned out to be more of a learning experience than anything at all. Some parts of me are screaming that it was and is a night mare but really, being a victim of an attempt murder who for her dental compensation had received a debilitating dental work.....

What I learned is slightly hair raising but it only validates what I knew all along but could not admit. Most people are liars.

Its not that a lie is a crime. Although the law achieved the definition of a crime pretty well it seems to be within the legal margins. If it is not legal, who has got the money to sue?

I learned that there are groups of hate out there, bullies who try to sabotage anything real and blooming.

Its same as all stories where heaven turns to hell.

I learned that I have enemies.

Most people live in a world designed by them. The world reflects what they think. The problem is that some shelter themselves with Santa Claus and some simply live in a separate reality.

So what's the point of it all?

Those who live in a separate reality do not know about their other self or the twin or their unconscious issues.

There are those who do not know but there are those who know.

Anyway, I refuse to give up and let  crime succeed but I must admit, I feel ill at ease where previously I just felt ease and fear.

I learned that most people feel that fear is a negative trait.

It blows me away. Fear is a defence mechanism which serves as an inner alarm buzz to warm one of possible danger which may lie ahead.

All I can do is shake my head with awe. It does not make sense. Fear is good.

Why do people think that to be afraid is to be a coward?