Black and Beautiful

Now reality for me is a beautiful song. I walk under this gray sky of which shades I don’t miss out. This sky that someone would say: “It doesn’t promise anything good” but as far as I know, the mere fact that it’s there above my head, is the confirmation that it has kept the promise it made to me in those days when I could not look at it. While walking step by step the landscape around seems immense and boundless, feeling tiny now that I can walk losing myself. I curiously look on roads and country lanes that […]

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Nothing wrong

I always had trouble at school, I didn’t really like to study and I always felt less than my classmates. I was constantly made fun of and life became a living hell. When the time came to choose a direction in which I would study, taking my parent’s advice and not wanting to let them down, I joined the Agrarian Institute. Just to make them happy, I ended up choosing an area of study that I didn’t even like and this ended up making me feel bad. However, I could not speak with them, talk about what I was feeling, […]

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Cristoph’s story

Hi, I’m Cristoph, I’m 38 years old and I come from Macerata a town in the Italian region of Le Marche. My family is composed of: my mother Michela, my father Roberto, my brother Stefano and my two sisters Sabrina and Cristina. As a child I was excited to have siblings with whom to play with, but over the years that enthusiasm ended. Every sibling that was born made me feel as if they had diverted my moms attentions from me. I felt terrible. When I was born my parents were very young and my grandparents had always been against […]

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I’m the PR of them

A girl points her iphone at us, we are three males and seven females, we’re doing a selfie. We take a photo to post on Snapchat and Facebook, to show to our friends that we are cool. That our life is the coolest, however one should really consider this: all these guys I’m with, know who I’m but I have no idea who they are. It is standard procedure for a “PR”. I’m sixteen and I have learnt well the simple mechanism: more guys get in clubs with my name, the more money I make. I’m the one who makes […]

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Dancing, the mirror and I

“You need some sort of chaos inside to create a dancing star” (Friedrich Nietzsche) I feel overwhelmed by the looks. I sense their judgments weighing on me like boulders. I cannot afford being a disappointment. I being the one who amazes and leaves everyone open-minded, I cannot afford a mediocre performance. Win or don’t participate in anything. “Being superior or not at all, this is the new dilemma.” I’m on the dance floor now. It’s my turn. Dance. It’s not like when I’m alone in front of a mirror with my music. I’m not alone, everybody’s eyes are on me […]

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I have a friend that has a problem

I have a friend who has a problem: he sees himself fat. Well, it’s not just an impression; he’s actually a bit overweight. This creates a whole series of problems that made him struggle to hang around with people and to have a life equal to those of his age. For example, he didn’t want to have anything to do with girls. He didn’t go out with his friends, not that he had many. He couldn’t get passionate about anything; he had no hobbies. He tried to do some sport, but he did not succeed, because of his clumsiness. So […]

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Purple cyclamen stockings

Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Silvia. I’m 30 years old. I am of the Zodiac sign of the Virgo and unfortunately I have all its negative features. I don’t want to have anything to do with those of my own Zodiac sign! I’m habitual in usual schemes and lazy, although I’ll rather say I prefer taking it easy. Lazy sounds more like one who avoids working! I like to have everything under control, everything fully organized. The unexpected change to my biorhythm could seriously make me go out of my mind. I’m an only child. I do […]

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