Today, more than ever, I'm dealing with a fairly severe depression. I've never fallen to this point before. In fact, now I'm more aware that I was at this point because when I started falling there, I hadn't realized it, and that atmosphere of sadness began to become very comfortable. I'm currently struggling a lot, but I don't want to lose the battle with myself. At least I'm at that point of recognition. I'm currently using Hive as my very, very personal blog to vent about this feeling and somehow let it go so I can recover as quickly as possible.
On the other hand, I'm starting to run a little. I'm getting better and better at my fitness level. At first, I just walked, now I'm alternating walking with running. I've been surprising myself.
RE: Malos días y buenos.