Twelve years ago, I had to serve in the military for 21 months, which turned out to be one of the most traumatic periods of my life. Within the first two months, three trainees, including the one in the bed next to mine, committed suicide. The rest of my service was filled with contempt and mental abuse from superiors for various reasons. I was once a proud young man, but they forced me into situations I never imagined. However, this experience taught me a valuable lesson: as long as we are alive, life goes on. There will always be people who talk nonsense and use their authority to make us do things, but we can strengthen our mental fortitude through these challenges and recognize the people who truly matter in our lives. I got a bit carried away with my story.

Classical musician & educator. /crypto philosopher. Playing and teaching worldwide. 

Well this is life and the perks of living in the east side of the world in a dictatorship