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Someone died

August 05, 2020

We drove with the ashes along the sea shore Storks were sitting on the rocks. There was the whole ready at the graveyard, So deep my knees got dirty, When I put the box down there. Three handfuls of earth on top of it. Bye. Then we shoveled the rest of it. I love you. We drove without the ashes along the sea shore Storks were sitting on the rocks.

Yes, this is a kind of public diary.

The reason is that I want to discuss some topics that often are a taboo. These topics include mental problems and mental health care, sexuality, and death. This is why I openly tell about - but do not want to emphasize - my own mental health problems (depression, anxiety, eating disorder) and my healing process in therapy as well as my thoughts about death and sexuality (although, I am not quite sure anymore what sexuality is). By doing this, I hope to encourage others to talk about their difficult situations, to look for help if needed, to reduce their shame, and to remind that death - with the sadness it sometimes brings - makes our lives possible.

Why English?

I decided to start wrinting in English, because I felt that I wanted to share my quasi-philosophical ("quasi", again, an easy little word for creating a new and ambiguous term that everyone assumes they know but no one seems to know how to explicate clearly) life with those who do not speak Finnish (I tried to write in Estonian for a while once, but I felt that I could not do that in my everyday Finnish environment).

Although, we might have to get rid of English as the lingua franca at some point, as it truly is a colonial language.