¿live or die?

Hello Steemians , I have so many things to talk about and several issues, I really did not know where to start today, I just go out to my day to day and look around to get to this important point, live or die, I know it sounds a little crazy that in my second publication used this goal, but I think that as soon as you see it for sure you will understand, has nothing to do with the definitions that we all know scientifically or with the theories raised in a book, much less with psychological therapies, nor will I be the one to say their meanings, I will simply relate a life, a routine and a story, they will draw their own conclusions.

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Since I was very small I learned that life should be enjoyed and that only achieved by accepting me as I am, the strategy was to do everything that made me happy without worrying about anything or anyone, EYE, but never getting to the point of doing things bad, thank God, I have a mother who taught me very well what was right and what was wrong, and that in moments of rebellion was very strict, thanks for that mom.

OK, we continued, besides accepting me, another important part was finding the positive side of everything, and if it was not like that, laugh at that and already, this is the best remedy against bullying and very effective. So I decided to laugh at my shortcomings or anything that was a mockery before living with some trauma or tantrum. Accepting myself, showing that I did not care about the negative comments of others, led me to have real friends, without having to do anything to fit in somewhere.

These are my friends, we are in a dynamic of preparation for the mission, we have nothing luxury in particular, we are just crawling, sweating, playing like children, but most importantly, we are happy without having great things.

"First I want to make clear that we are all super heterosexual, hahaha, this image, if it makes me laugh", we are talking about the men of the family disguised for the carnival celebrations as a tradition, we laugh a lot with these parties although there are always people who make negative comments but we do not care.

I could continue posting photos and show how happy and crazy my life was, but I do not want to extend the publication. Now the years go by and I do not do anything of what I did before, I spend my time looking for ways to earn money and study at the same time, I do not know if I matured or let the things that made me happy die. Today I see my life as routine as a robot that every day does the same as always, maybe if I could give more importance to my happiness and my joy than money and material things, I could have a balance between both, after all , life is one and money does not change that, you can not even buy a moment and it is better to be poor but to have lived than to be rich but to be dead.