People who left, either died or just left into the darkness or light depending where they are now, I feel as if my childhood memories aren’t for real, as if the things that happened never happend.. they seem too distant and as if not a part of me, especially many people I I spent time with have died (cancer) or disappeared to never hear from them ever again which is particularly sad because they influenced me as a kid.

I watched this video from „soft white underbelly“ (I know it’s a bit controversial, exposing people and their vulnerability) Where this woman called Cassandra Drotar says „Silence is is a sound too“. It’s haunting, you wonder whatever happend to these people? Are they alive? Why did they chose to cut off every connection?

But it’s also about me respecting their decision to leave.

Sad but it’s life !