And it was at that very moment that I understood... When I had no more strength, when I had no more hope and I could no longer get up, I understood.. Fighting against my demons was not the right choice, I could have become one of them, I could have lived forever, in the midst of lies and deceptions, but also success and power. So why? Why did I go against everyone and everything? Why didn't I choose the easiest way? ... I never wanted all this… And having lost my thorns, it seems to have made me a flower like everyone else, and I'm not selfish, I would be selfish if I demanded that every flower in the garden was a rose like me...🥀