“Are you ok?” – they asked.
“I don’t know if I’m alive anymore,” I whispered back.
Tag Archives: Portrait
The cold type of sun
The weather in Bergen is schizofrenic and while leaving the house wearing nothing, but shorts and tees, you still have to remember your umbrella for later. Everyone tells me how hot it is and yet I’m still wearing big hoodies trying not shiver to much. Why, oh why?
These days are filled with stressed out friends, studying hard for the exams and coping with all the life-changing decisions.
Some kind of mentally shut-down
My mind is playing tricks on me. I have shut out the world surrounding me, and there is no one who can get me out of my little bubble.
Summerair and running wheels
I’m no longer locked up at the hospital and the sun is shining in Norway. My life is finally looking up.
And it has been for the last couple of days. People dress up and strangers smile at you when they pass by. I wanna enjoy every second of it and take as many pictures as I possible can! Me and Sunny (a fitting nickname these days) have been out skating and smiling, laughing for about five hours and I still don’t feel like going home. Dancing in the street and singing out loud, not a care in the world.
Old Italy in Norway
Some more photos from me and Mamas trip to Nanna. God I love Nanna! She’s just one of the sweetest and kindest people on earth. These photos were taken right after our Free (the cow) Willy- project.
Cows and other fairies
I went walking with Nanna last week, when we passed – a barely standing – house. All of a sudden this fellah popped up in one of the windows and stared at us, like he was crying for help. I felt so bad for the big creature and so me and Nanna crawled through the cracked window and into the dark room where he was standing, all alone. There was no water and no food, only four rotten walls. He looked like he hadn’t eaten for days and there was no way we could just leave him like this. So we kicked and pushed the door until it finally opened and the Cow could walk free. My Nanna lives on the countryside, so just a few meters away there where all these other cows waiting for him and greeting him as he walked into daylight for the first time.
A Dolls House
The world is not big enough for the both of them…
Lost in Translation
“Help me” I yelled, but the words got stuck in my throat and slowly choked me to death
Telling Lies
We all tell lies from time to time. Some to make the truth more likeable and some to cover it completely. Some only lie to protect others, while some to protect themselves. To say that you never lie is maybe one of the biggest lies of them all…
My days at the hospital
It’s hard knowing when one day ends and the next one is starting. Every day is another sunday and another battle against myself. I’m not in here to get a life, just to stay alive. A part of the living dead…
