I confess.... I thought, me going English was a brilliant move. At first. English not being my own native language of course, it creates a distance making it easier to talk, even about feelings but....
I confess also.... it sometimes frustrates the heck out of me. Not finding the words, misreading others sometimes, not being able to fully explain my thoughts.
But I confess.... I don't quit, I bite and never let go.
*grasps dictionary, A, aardvark, abacus, abaft.... *
(good luck ImTGTDT, you'll be ok)