depresión

 In my mind I am the villain of my story.                       The days go by without me realizing it, I do many things automatically, I only stop to write to realize that I exist, and to modify my distorted vision of myself so as not to hate myself, it is a type of script that I must review to place myself in my character and verify that I am not out of context. I like to write, not to talk, because when I speak I don't think and I take out all the accumulated baggage of the speaker created and constituted by sadness. I hardly believe in myself, I've never done anything for myself, what evil Saint do you trust?

How many times have you had this same conversation? You may have an advantage over me. 

Debo convencerme cada día de que puedo ser buena, de que soy suficiente y valgo la pena…. 

Escribo para mantenerme con vida, porque mi cuerpo ya ha sido victima de mi mente en muchas ocasiones. 

I write to replace the behaviors that fear leads me to.