FantasPT
Don Juan
This is a journal that I'm starting to write, because I have some problems and everybody tells me that I need to talk with someone, but I don't have the courage to expose myself to the people I know....at least for now.
Every critics and comments are welcome.
22/02/2013
I feel and I know that has time passes, I am more alone, and that the little I had disappeared and that in the end I never had anything.
When I try to build something, I can't finish it or I get to a point that I cannot continue because I don't believe in other people.
Maybe its the price to pay for having learned to early too much about one part of life and that other people aren't good.
My father told me today that a boy my age shouldn't know what I know, shouldn't pass through this stuff, but that if it contributes for my evolution has a better prepared person for today's society, that it isn't too bad, I agree with the evolution part.
He tells me many times that in the middle of all the people that are bad, theres is good people, they aren't many but they exits.
I diseagree, I cannot believe this.
Nobody is good, nobody is trustwhorty!!!
Maybe I'm wrong, but this is what I'm becoming, this what all the disapointments and bad experiences I had are shaping me.
Has time goes by I am becoming more cold, relentless, insensitive and my rage and the need to unload it are growing.
Some times I feel like I'm going to explode, the moments of pure rage are starting to happen again...I don't like them and they make me have some fear of myself and of what can happen...
Today I started to write these...lets call them notes, so that I finally can talk to some one, even if it's with an notebook.
I also started to learn two new languages that I always wanted to learn, so that I can improve myself.
Now I know Portuguese, English and I'm starting to learn Italian and Russian.
Every critics and comments are welcome.
22/02/2013
I feel and I know that has time passes, I am more alone, and that the little I had disappeared and that in the end I never had anything.
When I try to build something, I can't finish it or I get to a point that I cannot continue because I don't believe in other people.
Maybe its the price to pay for having learned to early too much about one part of life and that other people aren't good.
My father told me today that a boy my age shouldn't know what I know, shouldn't pass through this stuff, but that if it contributes for my evolution has a better prepared person for today's society, that it isn't too bad, I agree with the evolution part.
He tells me many times that in the middle of all the people that are bad, theres is good people, they aren't many but they exits.
I diseagree, I cannot believe this.
Nobody is good, nobody is trustwhorty!!!
Maybe I'm wrong, but this is what I'm becoming, this what all the disapointments and bad experiences I had are shaping me.
Has time goes by I am becoming more cold, relentless, insensitive and my rage and the need to unload it are growing.
Some times I feel like I'm going to explode, the moments of pure rage are starting to happen again...I don't like them and they make me have some fear of myself and of what can happen...
Today I started to write these...lets call them notes, so that I finally can talk to some one, even if it's with an notebook.
I also started to learn two new languages that I always wanted to learn, so that I can improve myself.
Now I know Portuguese, English and I'm starting to learn Italian and Russian.