On the last few months, I had a lot of time to think which wasn't and was as good as it sounds. It was good because I could rearrange my life and my thoughts, according to what I wanted, instead of doing whatever other people pretended me to do. But it wasn't because I stood night after night without sleeping, walking around the house, cleaning, preparing lessons I won't ever teach (because they were just for fun - YES, I prepare lessons for FUN), among other activities. The following day, I couldn't even breathe due to how tired I was. However, I went to work, had students over at my place, went to school and the English academy, gave online lessons, and continued to function as I normally do. It is uncountable the amount of times I had done that, without even thinking what it was provoking in my body and mind. So, what was supposed to happen, finally happened. I broke. I literally broke. My mind was on airplane mode, my body wasn't even responding to the movement...
-todo pasa por algo-