
We are on the end of October 2010.
For 16 months I am « sick », now I know.
But this disease is among the diseases « shameful », a disease that
is not one for the others, because it does not show.
I thought that my condition was the only me and me alone
I turned in on myself
This disease is not contagious, do not look at me wrong, I do
run away, I’m in deep depression.
I regularly hit bottom, I have consistently given a helping
foot at the last moment before rising to the surface.
That decided, I’ll put a buoy, these notes, this blog, this
association I want to create are the elements of my buoy

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