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I have no idea when I started this echo, surely I was born, indeed, society itself made me sick, sometimes I'm happy, and most of the time I am sad, I pretend to be happy, to avoid suspicion but not really! I'm not, nobody knows me either, because they would realize, the bad thing about this is that my parents are involved, If I love them too, and I do not make it, it hurts in the soul but necessary if not never get my goal, I sometimes start thinking that would solve everything with my death. My parents did not worry about me, my brother and I would not encumber. My partner ... AAAI my partner hates me, nobody loves me, though I try to talk to them who are not interested in me then prove it. I think only my parents love me. Well we do not get out of the item. Those who thought they were my friends I failed, as usual. Will this be the reason for my life? suffer? I believe that if more than once try to pump my life. That would be all better, would all the same because no one cares about me .... my life is sad ... a riddle. If you want descúbranla. One clue is a sickness:) bye inept luck!

From Eliana Rocio