Okay, I just wanted to say this first. Actually I've written it last night and never got to post. So here it stays. I woke up this morning feeling somewhat better. To sleep is the best to do sometimes. It takes your mind out of your problems, for moments. I woke up feeling some extra energy to fight. To fight whom? that's the question. I'd say myself. My impulse to protect my brother. My impulse to stay. My impulse to give up on everything, I've done so far....My last couple days were HELL...my guess is that by my posts you probably already noticed. I was feeling like crap you know, a powerless, stupid, fooled and lonely, completely alone crappy me. However, today I decided to stop myself from feeling. Not love, not shame, not fear, not disappointment, not anything about anyone. I don't even know if today will be the last time I'll be seeing my brother for a long long time...Do you know how big that is? Don't you dare telling me that I'm overreacting, I'm capable of going right now to your house and kick your damn ass!!! Okay, I'm going to stop writing now because I'm not feeling okay again. There's so much rage, sadness in my heart. I really needed a hug right now :(
Later today, I'm back to wintery England.
Love always,
Tommy
"Façam o Favor de Ser Felizes" - Raul Solnado
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