What I think is only part of a strong negativity that keeps turning around ... Too many wrong choices ... I regret too many things and above all how they are ... Of how I can't do things ... And in those where I throw myself with body and soul I am a failure from the beginning ... I write here in the only place where he can confide me and it is a shame for me not to be able to talk about it with anyone closest to me ... Because they have always believed in me and saying what happened to me would be just another disappointment ... It is all too complicated ... And perhaps those who often tell me that I live in a world of my own are right ... But if it were really so, I would be at least a happy minimum ...