My 2022

Wow! A word that describes this year pretty well.

The year didn't start so well. But it became even more beautiful from March onwards.

I came to the clinic, one of the best, if not the best decisions of my life. I know I mention it all the time and I probably get on most people's nerves with it, but I can't put into words how incredibly this time has helped me.

After many years in which I had often lost myself, I learned to be me. Because the right people have shown me that they love me just as much, that I am exactly who I am when I am: Loud, impulsive, crazy, misguided and just crazy as fuck.

After the clinictime my life really started again after a long reset break. In May I had experiences for the first time that no one has been able to take away from me. I was sitting on the Rhine, feeling lonely. But instead of wallowing in my own pity as usual, I downloaded Bumble and met so many new people. I made an acquaintance simply because I dared to talk to the bar keeper randomly. Something I would never have dared to do before in a dream, because the monster inside me would have said, "Don't act like that now. That's really embarrassing."

Yes and a short time later I had the best time with my Fsj people in Hamburg.

Then I booked a short trip to Cuxhaven on the North Sea a long time in advance, because I just wanted to go away for myself and give myself some peace and quiet. A self-care wellness trip.

But impulsively a week before I noticed: So actually I'm more into partying, meeting people and warm weather. 3 days before departure I then possibly canceled everything again and flew to Barcelona. And that time was awesome (with a few complications) .

Shortly after, the SWR Festival was one of the best days of the year. Not only that I finally saw my best friend again, but also that I got to meet a very great person there. Thanks for picking me up off the floor. You've become one of the most important people to me this year. You have such a good heart, and I just love you.

Then in June I went to my first festival. Two months later, the second. I made the best out of a really shitty scenario and looked for a group and then ended up riding on the Nature One with almost complete strangers and my brother. We danced and danced till dawn and never let the mood spoil.

After a couple of not so great experiences (which are always part of it) I said to myself: Now I don't feel like guys anymore. And as always comes: I met my current friend. A person who shows me respect every day and gives me an unbelievable amount of love and attention. Every day you tell me how good I am for you and that makes me so incredibly happy. But the best thing about it is that I finally managed to stop being addicted. Because I learned to love myself with the help of others. Thank you to all those!

Finally, one day I met up with a friend I mentioned earlier in a fancy cafe in Frankfurt, where I told him that I wanted to fly to New York, but I didn't want to fly alone. So we agreed to fly together and started planning hard in the weeks that followed. It was so much fun.

Then came the day when we were both at the airport and for both of us (at least for me) we went to America for the very first time in my life. I had saved so many years to fulfill this dream, and then it really came true. And every time the holidays put rocks in our way and the clouds got darker, I danced with you through the rain and we sang to each other like two crazyy people the weather was beautiful. Moments like that stay in my head forever. Yes the moments in which we had to sleep on the street or sleep in a horror hotel probably also had to. But that's a good thing. Because without you, I never would have seen so much this year.

More or less before or after the holidays I moved to a new city and started studying. The course of study I've dreamed of all my life. Thank you to my class teacher for telling me the sentence: "It's no use if you're graduating from high school and working your ass off, only to flip over and end up in a slap because you can't do it anymore." Thanks to you and your wonderful work, I made it to the end of the 12th grade and, despite the skepticism of many people, I managed to do what I wanted and want to do. I mean, with a slap after that, but hey...

At the beginning of my studies, my social anxiety started slowly again. I didn't know anyone, everything was new and unusual. Yes, and after three weeks 3 incredibly great people asked me if I wanted to sit with them. Now I have great friends with whom I have the honor to start the new year. A year in which I find it hard to let go of what has enriched me, taught me and what I hope will continue just as nicely. Despite many ups and downs, the year was the best ever and I thank all the people who have been with me this year. Even though I didn't mention you, you're important to me, don't forget that. And now cheers you sacks on a new one!!

(Short Disclaimer: Of course, I have not forgotten the terrible and tragic events in the world. They are constantly present in my mind. This is only a description of my personal review.)