Not good

Sometimes in life you have to tell people white lies.

Sometimes you have to lie to people you love.

Sometimes, you have to lie to avoid very uncomfortable situation.

That’s my situation, now. And i feel bad. Really bad.

I’m not moralist, really, this is not about doing something wrong. I’ve been thrown in a difficult situation, by people who’re supposed to support you, not to make you feel ill. I’ve made errors in the past – nothing really bad, believe me, nothing related to crimes, drugs, or anything like that – and i’m not proud of them. Sometimes i feel ashame. But been depressed is not a fault, is not a crime, and when you’re ok, when you finally climb out of the hole, people near you distrust you.

I’m not saying i want to be decorated for what i’ve been into. A lot of people go through depression, and a lot get out, like me. I think this was part of my life, and that experience make me tha man that i am now.

I’m not perfect, i still have a lot to learn. But heck, i don’t diserve this treatment from people who’re supposed to love me.

So i have to lie, sometimes. I feel bad about that, and i promise that i won’t put myself into a similar situation again in my life.

And i’m serious.

Being a metaphorically adoptive parent

I stepped into this post on the Dave Seah blog, and found it really interesting. Dave started the entry saying that he had an epiphany about he’s like a child… i had known this for long time, and it’s quite difficult to deal with my child. The difficult part is that i don’t want to kill my interior child, it would be like losing a part of my body, and i believe the child is responsible for being creative, for my imagination, for my dreams. It’s always too easy to say “this is right, this is wrong, throw away all it’s not useful or productive”, in a sort of adulthood foundamentalism. The key is always to think.

Sorry for the absence

I’m really sorry for the absence, i was wondering about a lot of things… i needed to make some decisions about the blog:  find the proper platform, be really convinced to write on a blog periodically, what language sto use… and so on. Yes, i always think a lot on things, but usually when i make a decision that is, forever. Likely