write.
is a long time that I do not. This blog had been abandoned too. So, here we find ourselves. Many things have changed since I wrote the last time ... or maybe it just my imagination and in reality has not changed anything. For once, I now turn to anyone. I do not talk to anybody in this desperate letter, I write only fleeting thoughts to myself. I wish life were different, I would like that fairy tales really existed. Instead, like a child suddenly wakes up after a long dream, I understand that it is not. Every day my future now looks more gray and colder. How is it possible? But in all likelihood is just my idea and soon I will understand that reality is not always pretty, but always different. Sometimes, we delude ourselves that some people encountered on our way, are exactly as you want and we are disappointed to discover that it is not. Maybe it was I wrong, to want to give someone a role, a mask, a personality that does not belong here and that all my wonderful house of cards collapsed without warning. But I think I'm strong enough to Poetra make a change in my life, which is not necessarily negative or sad. It's time that, as often happened in the past, I take control of the situation by helping out the fate and making sure that I get down the road is the miagliore possible. It does not matter if I'm alone, I want to be the arteficie of my future, what will happen, what will I do, of what will become. And here I am. Point.
Return.
I will have the opportunity to learn more about the world and especially about myself. I can measure how strong they are and what they are really capable of achieving. The dreams, no, those will not disappear and then never start again from scratch, having learned important lessons and with new ideas. What else to add? I really hope that happiness is not just an illusion that there is somewhere on this planet. As well as love.
Lizzy
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