Sometimes my emotions are so intense that I need to express them in another language than mine; French. Some people reveal them in an artistic way: by a drawing, a painting, by creating a melody or a song. I did some of these, but to actually open my heart and free myself from my thoughts, I deliver my message using English.

I think I use this practice such as a shield or a veil, something that at least, hides me a little bit, because of the shame and the fears that I could have, I protect myself.

It’s easier and I genuinely tell what I think but I’m more relaxed when I tell it in English.

I don’t really know why I am doing it, but it happens. Maybe when I write in another language I imagine myself as another person, it can be one the reasons, it's not me who open up but it’s her, then the real me is calmer and safer.