He and my childhood

It doesn’t matter if you believe in it or not , we have Magic happening all around us all the time, it’s REAL ! How you decide to use it , it’s up to you . Consciously or unconsciously..

I believe we all know there are only two groups of people , some will USE it – others will ABUSE it …

Somehow the Family I grew up with has karmic Bonds with each other.

For 15 Years I lived and grew up in Serbia . My Parents separated in 2005 for a New Year Evening and in the Morning the decision was already made, by my Mother . I saw her crying for the first time and it was harsh to feel her pain and not understand why . I was 10 back then. Peka, my brother , took me by his side and didn´t let me go and after the „News“, we went together to his room and me sitting on his Lap, he told me that we will not separate and stay together at the Dad’s House, we stick together and we did, until that too has changed.

I moved to Austria to live with my Mother 5 years after the Separation , and the saddest thing was, my hero was drowning more and more in heroin and every other Substance Abuse and couldn’t come with, just as a tourist yes . He was using EVERYTHING in order to escape the harsh Reality of his , that was the only “Way” he found himself in , to deal with his feelings of grief, pain , trouble-minded chatter, worry, hurt, hurt and more hurt …

The reality he was dealing with at that time I found out after his death.

And that hurt like Hell … ..because it got me to thought…if I just knew what I know now …. Would it make a difference in my appearance …

THANK YOU FOR EXISTENCE !