In the organizer's words:
I always hope that my love stands outside of social influences and can exist. "but there is a world inside me, there are laws out there, and they are here too".
I am a woman, I live now, I live in Germany and I am lucky. I celebrate the achievements of feminism. I ask myself what has already been achieved for us women. And I know: it's a lot. And as I think about it, it hits me again: love and the suffering of love: "what I really want to know is this: can we do this?
Are you and I listening to me when I talk to you or are you wondering all the time whether SOMETHING BETTER WILL COME?" Why can't I just stick to the point? And why can't you just stay with me?
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