IGOR DE OLIVEIRA CARVALHO

From an early age, I was taught to do for others, for others and what was left of me, for me? I survived on crumbs for a long time, until I realized that there was something wrong with this model, with this energetic flow, and then I started to face it,  very painfully, but I still did it. As intense as each  crisis or each fight, I did it, and my Self has returned, routinely... This is a mix of figures of speech, just like life is and going through it has its ups and downs.
I don't guarantee linearity, as my little Self insists on emerging at all times, but some anthologies, other reflections, followed by the mystery of tomorrow.