For making me feel seen in a land far from home, in a completely foreign land, for acknowledging that I exist too, for accepting me however I am
it unlocked something deeper in me, something that had shut down without further notice.
Is that what makes the thought of leaving this place so worrisome?
Because this is the place where I could finally be whatever I wished to be.
What should I call this land?
The land of acceptance? The land of belonging?
Das Land des ,,Ichseins’’ ?