Just wanted to mark this day, in what I think is the day when I can finally look at my life and say that
I am a happy person. I'm 22 now (making 23 in a couple of days), and my last 6 years have been the
darkest years of my life. That's because that's the year I left high-school, but most importantly, the year my
twin brother switched to a different
University.
That was a very big blow for me.For the first time in my life I was alone. This, together with the fact that the people that were in that college didn't have anything to do with me, and also with the fact that I am shy, led to an infernal spiral, where sadness drew me away from people, which in turn only heightened the sadness.
Things finally started to change, when this summer I met a beautiful woman called Marisa, who has helped me immensely, and also to my switching to yet another university where I am now making some friends.
Well, now I have someone who loves me, and whom I also love, friends, a great university which I love, a better relationship with my twin brother (and improving), and some great parents who didn't mind that I missed 6 years of my life for nothing, and allowed me to start all over again without forcing me to earn my money, or anything.
After the worst 6 years of my life, god damnit, I deserve happiness, and I'll make the best of it.