Since I left my country I tried my best to create a new reality that would fit me. Germany can be hard, especially a city like Nuremberg. Slowly, I did it. But I didn’t do it all by myself. This last year I’ve been with a guy that I loved like the characters in movies do. I built everything with him, for us. And now he left me. Alone in our destroyed reality. Everything is dark. It’s not just a broke up. It’s the end of a project. Of the one I used to call “my new life”. And I’m lost. And scared.