I guess you could say I cry a lot. Maybe more that a lot, I don't know. What I do know though, is that I don't always need a reason to cry, it just happens. We, humans, are so fragile. We are sensitive, we are stubborn. I don't want to be sensitive nor stubborn. I don't want to cry every time I remember how my life has turned out be the past year. I want to leave all my insecurities behind and start a new life, with no trace of tears in my gloomy eyes.

I began writing this article believing I would understand myself, but I am finishing it more confused than ever with probably many grammatical mistakes.

Let me know if you like what is coming out of my head at almost 1 am. I would appreciate it.