This time I am writing my very first entry in this blog, in English. That's the whole main focus I want to give to my bilingual perspective in life. So, why the title? Because it literally is what you see and read. Although, I have to confess, that in my case, it results into something that is more than sadness. I am going through a big depression that paralyzes my life and the only relief I find, is in writing. It helps to spit out what it's difficult to express with my voice. This basically is the real me, the one I cannot deny anymore because if I keep doing this I might go literally nuts, and we don't want another mad person in the world doing crazy shit, so might as well expose the deal.
The deal? I really don't know what it is, because then we wouldn't call it depression. Does any depressive person know why the f*ck they feel in a shit-hole?.... Oh, Michelle, did you have to curse? Yep! I know.... So, anyway. Let me explain what you are about to encounter on the picture I will post under or above, I really don't know on what part of this page it will appear, but it will be linked to these clumsy-written paragraphs. So the only thing you will notice, is that I have the same position, but different Snapchat filters. BINGO!
My point or statement I want to make with these shots, is that a sad face really doesn't change no matter the "filter" or "mask" we put in our face to other people, a sad face is there, when depression is there. And God knows, I use social media to forget about my reality and make myself look like there is nothing wrong, because I actually can laugh at myself pretty easily with my goofiness. A lot of people can't deny that we recognize ourselves as our worst enemy and best friend. Bomer! The reality of a person lacking a social life, but you can recognize that when you are actually lacking a social life.
Oh, and I really want to apologize if this is difficult to read, as I have never been a great essay writer and haven't made a lot of effort to improve on it, and English is my second language. But I hope that the message reaches someone that can understand or be sympathetic, if they don't find themselves in an emotional shit-hole. So my point is, if you find any grammar or structural mistakes here, let me know in a nice way, so I can improve my English and writing blog entry skills.
Also, let me know your thoughts by posting a comment or sharing anything that you are doing or feeling if you are in the same spot I am, which is fighting depression. Share the article if you think it might interest or help someone, if it's of any help. What do I know, right?
