If you ask me about one happy moment in my life, I can tell some of them. Unfortunately, there are more bad moments than betters. Sometimes, they just drawn my mind. I'm traumatized. I know. All the time, everyone can tell you that I'm not okay but I constantly try to be.
Some people ask if I will get out of this one day. I just have an answer: I hope I will. I'm sick of this. It's hard to tell when did this start, why do I feel in this way? if I can be honest, I'm tired of thinking about it. I just want to be relax. I have made a lot of things trying to feel that and most of them just got on bad decisions.
If you meet me someday, will you please do not ask me if I am okay? You can easily know that I am not. Please, do not force me to lie. Do not ask me about it. I will try to explain on this pages by chapters. I still can not find the problem. However, you will know some about me.
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Passenger
De TodoJust situations about my life and people who were around me. Mistakes that I made and how I try to live with them.
