I had many friends. Each of them was great and unique. I will remember everybody with a smile and due respect.

Of course, the guys from the team were friends. Joint trainings, moments of breakdowns, competition and cooperation at competitions. We were a team. Michael, Gregor, Stefan, Daniel, and you could change like that forever. I also collided with other jumpers, for example with Markus or Kenneth. Many adventures, many trips. It was with them that I shared my successes and failures. They were amazing.

It was my mother. It's all I owe her. Has anyone ever supported me more, believed in me more than my own mother? She was a liver, she was always with me. She was amazing.

It was my best friend, Jonas. We went to the same primary school and junior high school. At the technical college, our paths separated, of course we kept in touch. I used to go to school with him, he helped me pick up the girls, with him for the first time I was pouring and drinking. We went to unforgettable parties to the club, we went together for school trips. We have so many secrets, we even saw ourselves naked (by accident, it was at the pool in the dressing room). We were laughing at everything. He supported me and during the weaker seasons or after a weak jump he could comfort me. He could also shake me and tell me straight in the face that I would be overwhelmed when I was overwhelmed. I slept with him when, as a kid, I was the first time I was schlazing and I was afraid to go back home. He was amazing.

Franziska was there, my cousin. I did not see her terribly often, but she was close to me. She had a similar character to me. However, the athlete's soul was slumbering in me, and the only sport that she practiced was probably running away from the dogs she was afraid of. No, this is not about the police, even though she was dealing with her too. And that's even a lot. At the age of 21, or about 10 years ago, Franziska went to the 'dark side of the night'. It means that she entered the black market, she started to trade drugs. Fortunately, she was not covered and she ended up with drugs. She was amazing.

It was Luize. My best friend from technical school. She had wonderful, big eyes and hair that literally changed color every month. In my opinion, it was best in her redhead. However, she preferred more crazy and bold colors. Maybe I did not have so many paces with her as with Jonas or the guys from the team, but it was with her that I definitely conducted the best, most sincere conversations. Conversations were definitely the basis of our relationship. Long, whether on chat, in real life or on the phone. They were always long and sincere. We never finished topics. If I had to choose between all the people I mentioned here, I would not choose my mother, only Luize. I confess, I fell in love with her in the first grade. But that was when I was 16 and I'm 32. I do not know why we do not keep in touch. He got up after she left for Tokyo to study. First she called, but then less and less frequently. Until finally, we did not speak to each other at all. From a friend of ours recently, I learned that two years after graduation, she went to Australia. There she supposedly met the love of her life and got married. I found her Instagram. She has lots of photos on it with her husband, with travel, with pets. However, her latest photo shocked me, or rather its description. It was her picture, actually a selfie. She was the same as I remembered her, except that her hair was blond. However, the description was an amazing shock for me. 'Apparently a pregnant woman becomes more beautiful, that would explain everything ♥ the third week' I did not believe. My Luize will have a child. I decided to write to her. I entered the private message and sent her a message 'Congratulations Luize, you will definitely be a great mom'. The biggest surprise came to me, however, when I received the answer 'Do not write to me, Manuel. I did not want to hurt you, but I never liked talking to you, but nobody else wanted to. Now I have my life, and I do not want you to participate in it. ' And then I understood. She was not amazing.