«Estamos aquí y después desaparecemos,

y lo importante no es el tiempo que pasemos en este mundo, 

sino lo que hagamos con ese tiempo».

Twittear

Can't shut me up won't bite my tongue,

speak my truth till the day is done.

Twittear

What died didn't stay dead,

you're alive, you're alive in my head.

Twittear

Never be so polite, you forget your power.

Never wield such power, you forget to be polite.

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Never be so kind, you forget to be clever. 

Never be so clever, you forget to be kind.

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 All's well that ends well to end up with you.

Twittear

   “Don't look back — the past is exactly where it belongs”.

Twittear

Another sleepless night staring through the ceiling,

I'm wondering, how could I calm my head?

Yeah, calm my head.

Twittear

 

I seem fine but I can't take the highs and the lows.

All I am is a weapon, I shoot 'em down 'til I end up alone.

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I've learned that here will be good days and bad days, that you can be fine and then get sad, that you can't always get what you want. You are human, feel it, live it, and don't get scared about changes... 

you have the control of your own reality.

Twittear

I'm not fine,

I don't know if I will be alright,

but I have to try.

I know you're with me, so what if we do fall apart?

Give into all that we are,

and let all the broken pieces shine.

Twittear

Defend to the end 

 

the only thing 

 

that you really value.

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It feels like I can't breathe and then the feeling of emptiness come to make it even worse. It feels like I can't run away and hide, I can't find anyone to trust my balance... so I wait, I wait for it to cease.

I had panic attacks in my teenage years, and I also faced phobias. I tried to search for help from a psychologist but it didn't work for me, so I went through it by myself. I had succeeded, at least until now.

I've been suffering from anxiety attacks recently, and this is the sensation... or at least it's a close explanation of the feeling. It's something new for me, as much as awful. I don't know where they came from, what triggered it, but I'm almost facing an anxiety attack per night.

I would love to say that my family -the ones who are close to me- help me, but they don't. I'm too scared to tell them how I feel because they proved to me multiple times that mental health isn't "a thing" just cause they don't get the importance of it.

I have wonderful friends who offered me help and I'm grateful for it, but they aren't close to me to be there when I'm facing an attack.

I'm alone again facing my mind, as I did years ago. 

The question is: will I make it through it or it will consume me alive?

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