So…I haven’t been committed as I should be with my blog, as you might noticed. How this started? From time to time my mind overflows with images in my head, that I would love to share with more people and that’s why I decided to start writing a blog, but those images come and go as they want, and there isn’t an especial topic for me to keep up.

At the beginning, I though mental health might be one, since I do suffer from some disorders. And no, I am not auto diagnosed. I actually take pills and I go every week to therapy. But that’s another story. Thought mental health awareness is an important topic for me, on my surroundings is not, and every time that I have something to write, like a personal thought using my knowledge on creative writing; I feel is not going to be good enough. People will judge (haters gonna hate Right?) however I will let comments affect me as always and eventually I will see myself as nothing but a failure, which do not help at all with my mental health stability.

What sadness me the most is: When I am having “colapsis” as I call them this is a mental breakdown, people cannot understand, and I don’t blame them, they just give me what they can: “You’ll be fine”or “Just try some excessive” or the most common one “just be grateful with what you have” and I just nod like yes. Because at the end of the day I am the only one who knows how I feel, the only one who knows that life is getting overwhelming as time pass by and that I am losing a battle within me…

So yes… I was gone because I don’t know what to write, I don’t know how to feel, I don’t know if I can be a writer some day and most importantly I don’t know who am I yet, even though I on my late 20’s.