Frohe Weihnachten. Vielleicht ist es mein letztes.

Ich wünsche allen, die Interesse an meinen „Büchern“ gezeigt haben, frohe Weihnachten. Ich weiß nicht mehr, ob ich das Worms-Buch 4 zu Ende schreiben kann. The narcissistic monster I am living with is destroying my life. I cannot leave: I am too weak, too tired, too broken. Maybe I will kill myself soon; in that case, I will post a big article where I’ll tell you and the whole world all the monstrous things he did. He was the kind of father who threatens his whole family with his loaded gun. I have been the keeper of his atrocious secrets for long enough. I don’t wanna take his secrets to my grave.

If you want to contact me, please refrain from calling; the narcissist controls everything and would freak out. Maybe I can endure his hatred until it subsides. I am really trying to – for my mum and my birds.