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Hi and welcome to my messy mind! It took me 10 years to finally step up and talk about this. I still do not feel brave enough to do it but even if I help one person, it will worth it. My name is Kristina and I have OCD with intrusive thoughts. Writing helps me relax, focus and keep my mind calmer. I really hope that my blog will be beneficial for others who struggle just like me. I do not have a medical degree so everything I am sharing is my personal experience and how I am dealing with it.
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Mototrip 2025 - Tenth day – Sofia, Bulgaria
Last day of the trip was a bit sad for me as I had
become used to being on the bike with a hilarious group of people. However, we
quickly got of the ferry, found a place in Durres, Albania to eat something and
to say goodbye. Veni and I were going back to Bulgaria, while the others would
make one night in Greece before returning home.
We said goodbye and left to those stunning
mountain views in Albania. The road was great; you could see a very interesting
thing – very rich and very poor people living next to each other. The first one
in a rich, enormous house, the other one living literary over trash. I still
cannot understand how it is possible, such a huge difference living door to
door.
From Albania, we went to Macedonia. During the
ride there was some rain but nothing too serious, however, because of the
previous accident, Veni was very careful. There were no stressful situations,
everything was fine, and my motivation to see my son was above all.
We crossed the border in Macedonia and got into
Debar. We were so hungry and I saw those doner kebabs and my legs just went
into the place. That was so delicious that I cannot describe it. We drove to a
gas station to fill the bike and grabbed a coffee.
Some more rain and we arrived in Bulgaria. At
first it was a bit strange to hear everybody talking in Bulgarian, I got used
to hear certain voices in my language. It was so cold, from 30 degrees and more
we went to 13. It was awful but the thought of hugging my son soon kept me
warm.
The moment I opened the door my boy was waiting
for me screaming from happiness and jumped right into my arms for a hug, after
a while her went to hug his father, he was so excited that I almost cried.
Overall, it was a great experience and I would
definitely do it again!
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