miércoles, 17 de septiembre de 2014




Mas de una vez, mi novio,o alguien que consideré mi hermano, gente con la que he trabajado, en este país hermoso, me juzgaron de conflictiva y ahora me auto discrimino. Es como si hubiera quedado traumada. He estado aprendiendo a como decir las cosas, pero no me hagas callar, ni creer que si me cayo todo es mejor, porque simplemente hay mucha gente que "no molesta", que no habla y luego anda dolorida deprimida o enojada, y ni sabe porque, enferma, o alentamos una sociedad enferma que se traga todo por ser mal apreciado por los demás. //

More than once my boyfriend or someone I have considered my brother here in this beautifull country, people who I have worked with, they have defined me as conflictive, and now I find myself self judging me, self discriminated. As if I got traumatized. I have been learning who to say things, but don´t make me shut up, or make me believe that if I shut up everything is better, because there is out there, a lot of people that "doesn´t bother", that doesn´t speak, and then they are all hurt, or ungry, and do not even know why, sick. We encourage a sick society that swallows everything, for being badly aprecieted by others.





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