Hello, darkness, my old friend
I started this blog as I noticed today that my life keeps happening in a pretty clear loop. I remembered that back in the highschool I also started a blog and to my surprise I actualy had a few readers even though it was far from something you would read out of passion. My writing wasn’t good (not that now it is…), the themes weren’t so different and my thoughts were pretty far from happiness. I was doing it because writing was helping me cope with the things I was going through. I think this is the first time I am admiting to have had problems with depresion. It was pretty bad but I could hide it pretty well in the whole “adolescent years, puberty, nothing out of the ordinary” period of my life. Don’t get me wrong, my family was there for me, but back then my parents were growing up with me and the stress they had from life and work and resposibilities were enough for them already and they could not see my behaviour as what it was. I remember feeling lost, hurt and unimp