hello everybody, so i'm not really the type of person to write in social media about his ideas, but i felt like it need to be done, i'm writing what comes naturaly, so these few days i got the chance to reflect on my life as a whole and that is something that i was running from, maybe i'm scared of reality and i'm denying it, and the answer is yes, but i have a very precise answer my whole life i was doing the right choises and being the good person even when i was mentaly in very dark place, adding to these last days i recognise that i'm just a corpse walking dead, i'm useless nobody even tries to come close to me, only if i do the first steps, rememberning my early days nobody wanted to be friends cause i was unwothy, and the very fact that somebody comes close to me it's like he becomes unwanted and that's something i understand but all those feelings never came close to the fact that i acted good when everybody was ugly to me, the entire world made me feel like a nobody.
let's get back now to the current present, i want a answer if somebody lived most of his life to get to a objectif, only for that objectif, and he he didn't achieve it. how could he live.
nobody asked what's wrong with me, or even asked what made me sad, left in isolation.
these few days felt like the moment julius cesar got stabed by the senate all the things that i was scared to happen to me happened, i don't know where i'm heading in life but i'm a fighter for sure i will keep fighting, i lost my meaning to leaving, i will find anathor one cause i'm no easy fella .