This last month was like someone had lost the keys of my 'bad luck door' that was closed for a long time, and suddenly they found. And when it was open, it was found that there was a great deal of bad luck that kept on piling up behind that door. And before they could think that it was a bad idea and close the door again, a gigantic bad luck wave came out and broke the door and everything that was near it, and spread herself through every room nearby.
I was the house.
Yes, I think I can say that they were unlucky days these last few ones.
To begin, my anti-depressive medicine seems to have forgotten what it was made for and just goes down my body without results. So I've been feeling strange, cold, away, sad, frustrated and unmotivated.
But the golden point was that on Mother's Day, me, my sisters and MY MOTHER were robbed while waiting for a bus to try and have a nice family lunch.
It really affected me. The thoughts of them simply coming and taking away our stuff just kept going around in my head and I would punch walls and beds everytime.
But I guess there was nothing I could do, mostly because I was so frozen and shocked. Now I know I should always keep my cellphone close to me.
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