How can I be happy when there’s three THOUSAND deaths each day in my country?
How can I smile when the government is not taking it seriously? They never did…
How can I wake up and think about my future when everything is unsure? When all of our lives are at steak here? Me, my family, my friends…
Everybody seem down. Even those who may have things to wake up to, those who have hope… Hope. That’s dangerous.
I can’t sleep. It’s not just that my life is a fucking mess right now, everything adds to this crazy and sick math equation.
Life. Death. Fear. Hope. Wish to… what? I wish to die everyday.
How can I get out of my bed if the only thing I see is despair? I am, in fact, loosing my mind and I am loosing the little hope that I had.
They want that, I assume. I mean, the whole wide world are afraid of us and nobody is going to do anything to save us from the madness of this crazy, hypocrite and despicable man that is running our country.
You can think that “they putted the man in the power”, “it’s not like they are living a dictatorial government” (not that it would make a difference), but many people had hope. Many people sincerely thought that this evil man would change our country. I mean… he did, just not in a good way.
I don’t expect any commotion coming from other countries, especially the ones from Europe our North America, ’cause I know for a fact that nobody will help unless there’s something that they want from us (not that they would actually help in that case).
The world is evil. Nobody cares.
How can I still be here writing this text that nobody will read or care when I was just talking about how poor my mental health is?
How…?
SOS.
