About pain, hope and transformation.

English Version: When I discovered Steemit a month ago, I was very excited. I thought: '' Finally a good way to return to the world of cryptocurrency that I so much enjoy and had to drop last year. '' (A story I'll tell later.)

However, the three weeks that followed since I discovered the steemit and asked to enter, were terrible.
There were no terrible things in my life that made me sad and unbalanced, but the fact that I felt sad and unbalanced left my life terrible. And all the plans, projects, and ideas that I thought I'd do here, became dust, all the curiosity to learn, to share, to get involved, to know ... disappeared. And I'm in that moment, apathetic looking for the enthusiasm I had, searching for myself in the truth, without finding me. I received the confirmation email, with a half smile, wanting to feel good without being able to.

Every day I try to keep up here. Every day I try to find an inspiration to write something interesting, day by day, I take one step at a time, slow and painful toward the hope of feeling better, and I have succeeded. Yes, I have succeeded, but it is as if, suddenly, my virtues and my joy of living, had become a seed that I needed to plant and that now I am watering, nourishing and caring so that it grows and bears fruit.

I will definitely not be the same when this seed becomes a tree. But I feel like I'll be better than I ever was. For I believe that pain has a transforming power of change and that within it there is something positive to be extracted, in fact I believe that this is the goal of pain: To become better, stronger, more complete until there is another event of transformation and have to go through it again in another way.

Anyway, I apologize for the melancholy and thank you all who have read so far.
I think I write this text more for myself than for you, and for hope, always for hope, to feel better. Gratitude.

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