Never Stop Walking: A Memoir of Finding Home Across the World

by Christina Rickardsson

We’re all alike and yet so different. If we’re subjected to the smallest extra amount of pain, pain that then joins forces with guilt, and then together they find their way home to loneliness, we will find ourselves putting up the strongest of walls. Walls that reason can never penetrate.

For the majority of my life, I had been afraid, afraid

of all kinds of different things—a consequence of the unstable foundation that had been laid for me. I was forced to build a wall around myself. And my reason has run around and around it, trying to get in.