Good evening my non-existent readers,
I actually had a great afternoon in my friend's birthday... and then it all blew up. I ended up thinking about problems, about my and my friend's problems.
Monica has been dating a guy she likes, but who kisses reeeeeeeeaaaaally bad.
Jamie has problems with a girl. Does she likes him? not? Normal teenager thing
John hadn't got enough mark to go to the university he wanted, so he has moved out to Madrid... with no friends. He still got us but he leaves in another town, so he feels really lonely sometimes.
Fred has had some problems with his parents and with us lately, but I think everything has been solved. However, I sometimes feel I've lost a part of him.
Laura, the girl who has the body I've ever wanted, is going through an eating disorder. I understand why, I've gone through something similar, but it never went that far. She cuts her arms, she cries, she vomits, she doesn't eat enough and she doesn't care if she dies in the process. Also, she doesn't want help. What should we do?
My friend Silvia has always had problems with her family. Big problems. Her parents hit her. Still, she doesnt' want to denounce them, she will wait untill she's 18 and... keep waiting until her brother can scape too. Today she has arrived home late, and I just can think about her. If I don't stop, I'll cry.
Me? People would say I've got a perfect life, with perfect marks, perfect family... but the truth in completely different. I'm really insecure. I hate my body, but I just try to get fit in healthy ways; I sometimes feel alone even though I got lots of friends. I'm pretty sure I kiss as bad as Monica's friend, even worse. I always like to think hard things in English, because they doesn't feel real if they're not in Spanish, it's just like a movie. The thing I most think is that I'm not able to love someone, and if someday I do it, I won't be able to have a relationship with him. Plus, I'm not able to talk about my problems if I'm not sure that I'll tell them when everyone won't see them as a serious thing, but as a stupid or unimportant thing.
(Of course, there are worse problems, as you can see) So I just listen to my friends stories and problems, I usually say nothing, just smile or cry in silent.
I'm sure you won't read this, and if you do you won't understand my English (I'm sure I've got a lot of mistakes here), oR you just won't care. But it feels good to write about it, better if I do it in English, because it seems like I'm the main character of a really bar movie,
Night.