Even me, who had always considered myself to be particular careful and alert wasn’t able to avoid meeting a man, that threw me into a fierce whirl of love and passion, fear and pain, adventure and lust, anger and annoyance. During that period of time, I wasn’t always in control of myself, wandered the thin line between reason and self-distruction, almost fell down and was finally lucky enough to get hold of what was really dear to me: Myself.

But I have no regrets. How could I ever! That man showed me sights, I had never ever considered to exist. I learnt a lot about myself, my hidden feelings, my desire for adventure, my greed for the unknown – and one thing which can only be created by love: hope.

I had to write down, what I had experienced. A good friend of mine suggested keeping a diary about those days, what I did. In the beginning, it was difficult to recall all of the events, but later on I was able to write it down the way it had been. Event though it was very painful, it helped me to digest my broken relationship.

On the following pages, I will tell the story about that encounter with all its ups and downs, which were characteristic for this relationship. For a long time, it has been my whish to publish these drastic experiences. May you, reader or person affected by similar events, take fresh heart and power.