I have learned now that while those who speak about one’s miseries usually hurt, those who keep silence hurt more.. Everything that comes out of me is authentically mine, because I alone choose it. I own my fantasies, my dreams, my hopes, my fears. I own my triumphs and successes, all my failures and mistakes. I love my family and my friends. What probably confuses people is they know a lot about me, but it quite pleases me that there's more they don't know............