Delirium tremens myself speaking (or "alexithymic monologue of a wound") are now 30,001
"Today I got a bad taste in mouth, pain throughout the body and smell of vomit in her hair went straight ... the bathroom with the intention to waive the dirt and cares but my brother was bathing _aclaro, my brother takes decades to bañarse_. I shot the first thing at hand not to appear naked and I said to myself: "What the fuck did last night?" Last night was the worst night of my life ... I thought ...
"Food? Ravioli ... Ravioli! It was a joke ... I still throw in the stomach was turning, the smell of stank the house party ends and fragments of images of what had been the night appeared in front of me almost as real as holograms ... Mom, I take soup better ... but moms are not understanding our drunk and we can not pretend to understand it ... Drunk shit! Like your dad! For my part, I hope not as well ...
"What happened last night, then? Nothing, as usual, you know what always happens but it is the idiot and does not see ... What do you mean, Poyo? Come on ... not to be the idiot ... "Do not sweat it, skinny," I said to myself, making the good, hiding the bitterness of failure and disappointment in the false hope that is useless. "I have many loves in my life, that you belong to you" as if the other idiot was a piece of meat ... even so ... is a piece of meat ...
"" Poyo, boluda not be with her and was histeriqueó he lost his chance, and I, asshole, abrazadísima codes of shit that I'm me and only me ... as it will help someone, like I serve .... me and the other unhappy or account crash should be given to gun ... for speaking in a bar or terminate its relationship with her ... well, an idiot honest and innocent ... or better, simpleton ...
"What codes ? These traditionalists, most Christians that I may not have absolutely nothing to do with me ... but, of course! would be how I would react with me ... but so deluded, deluded as I am that I let go of everything! Absolutely everything! Total for the troubles there is time, the beer and friends ... time heals everything ... EVERYTHING. Over there you do not realize is so stubborn and sometimes it hurts do something that we do not even remember ... so we are stubborn ... and when that happens, it remains to drown in something. .. so that the beer is always ... and what better for depression than depression? Nothing ... and friends as unsympathetic unsympathetic at times ... so ... do not get it ... do not follow codes are not aware of anything. They are so selfish that you propose to "Think about yourself, it is shit, the comma is a lion" and would be so easy that we all eat a lion ... but we live in a well so ugly and no lions. ..
"But thanks _jajaja God, God ... ponele_ for self-control, the ability to cleanse the pain or the joy, the ability to become literally a stone ... But do not bother you feel nothing at times? Beware! People do not understand very well ... does not mean self-feeling, it means learning to choose when and when not to feel ... or continue to feel or stop ...
"So ... if the weather is not cure me is the beer or other delusions ... total time and the beer is not going to run at least until a few years ...
"And then it was ..." alexithymia is the inability to express emotions and that those who suffer this disease are not able to identify what they feel, or understand, or describe it. "Psychologists, I tell them something ... do understand what we feel but, unlike you, unable snobs, we can choose what and what not verbalize.
" Blessings! Y not fall in love with the same person as another self-control and choice ... Get away from the bad times ... the living voice speaks from experience ... or a lie ... I speak I have just suffered the whole night for choosing feel ... "
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