Satan the father of destruction as I was in his clutches, sent me from hell, a destructible love like him. I put him in everything I did, I involved him in everything until that so-called love destroyed everything of mine completely.

I could no longer have new and positive ideas, I could not be more creative, I forgot who I was. With that destructive love I lost my identity. Everything they said about me seemed to me because I was already losing my identity. I was...