Heyy allemaaal!
Ik heb een klein verhaaltje of zo geschreven, ik weet niet of ie grammaticaal correct is.
But here it is.
Everytime I came at my aunt’s place, my little niece started to cry and said to her mom; ‘mommy I’m scared’, while looking a bit above my head and shoulders. She kept saying it. One day I asked her; Little girl, what’s wrong? I won’t hurt you. But he will, she said while pointing at my shoulder…
She saw depression sitting at my shoulders, trying to push me down.
