One part of my mind
My diary life is a fight with mind. The rest of the people live in a dream but I live lock up in a caotic mind where there are awful words and phrases to me. When it happen I fight with my mind and I try to change my words, my attitude... It happened one year ago and the hard of this fight now is soflier than before. I have gotten to change in my attitude and calm the mind but I know it change isn't finish because I have relapses. When it happen is like to fall in a dark hole and there isn't quiet below. There are screams and a lot of voices in this hole.
I need to write about this and I don't know if the words in english is correct or not, I just only need to write.












