What does it really mean to be me? Stress, melancholy and fatigue all the time. Bu you know what? I love it. This is how i have made my life. I's like to think I'm independent. I speak loudly. I cry hard and laugh even harder. I do everything passionately and I truly love life, even though most of the time I'm complaining that life sucks. I get mad easily and my anger dissolves easily. I am all for love and peace. On rare occasions I wish I'd been born a man.