I don’t know what happened or if something hurt me, but as I recall, I was a very gloomy child.
I like to laugh, to be in company, and I often succeed, and I had a life and friends, which changed that endless sadness.
Something inside me was dead. Long ago, and in my heart, this melancholia was bound together forever.
And so, when I woke up on the morning of June 24, 2016, and turned on the television, I was hit by the biggest punch in the face of my life, the nervous tension that I had always felt broke forever.
And oddly enough, I laughed.
Then I went into my room and I lay down and I cried.
And in my tears, and in the gravity of what was happening, I drowned.
However, nobody saved me and the melancholy cannot disappear.
No matter how hard I try, I don’t think it will ever go away. Although you see me smile when you have coffee with me in the bar.