Hey. I'm Nalthe, an editor and... human, I think. Honestly, I'd rather say that I am nothing. My life was quick. 21 years passed like in 1 hour of sleeping. I don't even remember it. Just few stuff from last 2-3 years. I was always a sad and terrified child. I was avoiding people and whole world, closing myself in Internet. When I was 13, my mum took my to psychologist, but I just... run. I was totally scared of woman that wanted to talk to me. My mum stopped than and... well, I was alone. When I was 17, I tried to kill myself. Long story... After 18 birthday I went to psychiatrist on my own and started taking antidepressants. It was better, especially I met someone... For the first time in my life I could say that I was close to a human. Well, time passed and we broke up. I know it can sound stupid and childlish, but... I just lost everything. He was my last reason to be here. I don't know why I am writing it here. Maybe I just have noone to talk to. Or maybe I want to arrange everything in my head. It was always easier by writing. Sorry for any mistakes, English isn't my first language.