Words are just words
So, it seems that I am in that time of my life that depressions, bad moods will come not so often, but still as strong or stronger than ever before. Still struggling with those moods, but maybe in a better way, now. Not thinking so much of them, but still paying attention to how I feel. Last two years (or are they last three years?) haven't been very easy to me, but still standing, still around. Today, my friend Sófy went to the café after she arrives from work. She doesn't lives in Cacém, my city, but still she came to the café where we usually meet at Saturdays night.Then our friend Hélder arrived and in the middle of a conversation, after my denial on something, she told me: "everyone dreams to have his love, to fall in love, to get a boyfriend/girlfriend. Everyone pleases themselves with sex. But you keep denying all of those things to yourself. Why should you be different?" Words are just that, words!! But although she thinks she's helping me, she's onl...