Yesterday I went to a trip to Sierra Nevada. It was the only person who was alone, and do not know if others noticed it, but I could vividly imagine their looks of surprise at my loneliness, my inappropriate clothing, the shape of my nose or my gait. It is an illusion, maybe people had better things to do and everything. The case was different and I did feel.
She sat there on the bus, pretending to sleep, listening to groups of friends i friendly exchange sweets, worrying about the phone lost the other, count the falls with the snow, or make prank calls on plan 'when you see it do not say hello? " '...' 'My dick hairy', etc. And I do not know why I felt so far from all that, why he had never gotten itI got on a lift myself, I descended to the dining area and sat on the floor against a wall, watching people pass.
Then I called a girl, whom he had spent the day avoiding, and sat with her and her boyfriend while they ate. They were relaxed and I was not relaxed. Just thinking about the time you leave us in peace. But there he was, and could do it, so I spent time with other people, while almost the same as happened with myself, when I criticize without mercy all the time. Later in time, accompanied them to the top, down from the cab and I left thinking that finally took off my time off. It was time to go.
so sometimes it is not always so, but often. I've spent my life soand does not change overnight. I'm trying and I'll slowly. I know that some months ago and sikiera dared me to go on a picnic. Neither the school nor to job. So little by little. That is my daily struggle. I have to make lists of what I do well, to not forget. Anyway, I do not know who I will be when it stops being the outcast. And that is pretty scary.
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