Today I was looking my old journals, and it today make feels really good, because before I was lost because my depression, I did not know who I was; now I know who I'm, and I accept myself :)

I'm reflecting about myself trying know who really is me, because if I don't know myself how I going unsdertand the others...

Is sad have no friends...
I need accept my loneliness...

But my drawings are too bad, I think I never I will draw well... Maybe it should make me more happier and not depressed...

Sometimes is bad be lonely, alone with no friends, only your family, no desire to go out for a walk or have fun outside...

It is too addict sometimes, too sad sometimes...

I'm sure I'm the problem but the other people have own routine and I don't want be a problem in they life...