No time enough to listen

Tonight I want to thank all the people that keeps standing by my side, even though sometimes I'm not that easy to them. Above all thank you to my sister Monica, who has always been patient with me, bad or good times.

I wish I could be as good as she is, but most of the time, when I'm nervous or anxious I push everybody away from me, sure that they couldn't understand. It's quite selfish, isn't it? But that's me. But the Red Queen and the White still loves each other.

I need as anybody "someone who cares" like Demi sings, but sometimes it's hard to let other people look into my heart, you'll never know what would they think. They could think bad or different from what is meant, much more positive when perhaps there's something below. There are contrasting feelings in me, a kind of hamletic doubt: let them show or just hide in myself?

Through the years I've become more reluctant to trust, because I need someone who feels the way I feel, not to be mocked down because of my not ordinary interests. To be different is not simple. So thank with all my heart to those who love me for what I am. And maybe that's why I love writing on this blog. Here I can say all the truth (at least a large part) and let my thoughts fly, when so many times I don't have the courage to say them out loud. These are reflections about the world that surrounds me and my reactions about it: this make me feel up-lifted, and in a way understood, finally. Sometimes there's not the time to be listened.