I managed to start this blog. Today, December 13-th, 2006. Finally. I already have my Romanian blog at dragos.roua.ro, and that place should be enough for my daily – or maybe weekly ? – thoughts, impressions, opinions or comments about everything that comes through my minds. But, apparently, it isn’t.
I needed this blog in order to communicate with another category of potential readers. A category that doesn’t give much about my entrepreneur status, or my manager status, or my position and role on the Romanian Internet market. A category that is just interested about stuff like programming, productivity or even somebody else’s random thoughts and might be curious about what a guy born and raised in Romania, like me, can write on these topics.
Oh, and also: I did this blog for myself. It’s just another way to say something. And diversity is always a good thing.
Running For My Life - from zero to ultramarathoner
The spooky thing about depression is that it sneaks in. There aren’t really trumpets and loud voices announcing: “Hail, hail, this is depression entering the room, all rise!” Nope. It’s slow, silent, creepy. It doesn’t even look like depression. It starts with small isolation thoughts like: “Maybe I shouldn’t get out today, I just don’t feel like going out”. And then it does the same next day. And then the day after that and so on. And then it starts to whisper louder and louder in your ears: “Why would you go outside, you loser? Didn’t have enough yet? Want more people to make fun of how much of a big, fat loser you are?”
And then you start to breath in guilt and shame, instead of air. Every breathe you take is putting more dark thoughts into your body.
Until you get stuck. You can’t move anymore. At all.
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