Mariajoaosilva
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How My life changed?...My God so much...Till today it is still so hard to believe this really happened...
I know it's more than 2 years now...but for some reason that i don't know,it's all so surreal.
Michael Did so much for me...He saved me when i tried to put an end to my life.He made me dream again,he gave me the strengh and support i couldn't find,he allowed me to meet people that understand me,because they feel just like me...he made me find true love...To me he was/is,a true Angel,that would always be here for me.(He still is,and sometimes that makes it so painfull...but at the same time,it feels so good and peacefull to feel him...this is all so confusing to me).
I always felt so close and related to him...Mainly because of his problems with his father...i so much felt his pain.I always had the same kind of problems with my father.Only big difference would be the fact that my dad never hurt me phisically speaking.But psicologically speaking,i was/will always be i guess,very much abused.
When June 25th happened,i froze.I rememeber doing what i had to do in a automatic away.I kept having the words "Michael Jackson died" on and on in my head,and all i could say or think was that it was a very bad joke.
People were asking me how i was,and i kept saying fine,because to me all was so surreal!Then i become aware that some fans were killing themselfs,and i felt i had to do something.I felt that if i ignored my pain,it would go away.
Truth is...pain was never gone.
In my country,its not easy to be a MJ fan.So the idea of asking for help never came to mind.Sometimes i thought asking for that help here,because it takes an MJ fan to understand another,but again i never did,because i don't have the right to worry anyone,and who am i to ask for attention?who knows if there's not many more fans here in way more need than i am?
So i live my life day-by-day.No projects,no dreams or goals...Just want to do what i have to do,because when i busy,i don't think that much.
Pain comes in waves for me.But i miss Michael so much!I keep my feelings for myself a lot.I only cried 2 times,and part of me thinks that i need to open up and cry like crazy if i want.But i think i only be able to do so,when and if i can go to Forest Lawn,because then i will have to see the reality of things.
It's so weird...mentaly i know he is gone...yet i feel him so alive in me...sometimes i have to remember myself he died...
My MJ items are very precious to me.I have them all over in my room.And his music...well...sometimes i can't listen at all.Others i have to listen,and it feels like me and him are together again.It feels so good...i can see him singing...i rememeber how it feels being at his concert....now i don't go to concerts anymore,and music is dead to me.It died with Michael.
How am dealing?i would say that the only thing alive in me,it's my body.My heart,my soul,my dreams,my hopes,everything was stolen for me when that MURDER killed me by killing my love...Michael Jackson.
I know it's more than 2 years now...but for some reason that i don't know,it's all so surreal.
Michael Did so much for me...He saved me when i tried to put an end to my life.He made me dream again,he gave me the strengh and support i couldn't find,he allowed me to meet people that understand me,because they feel just like me...he made me find true love...To me he was/is,a true Angel,that would always be here for me.(He still is,and sometimes that makes it so painfull...but at the same time,it feels so good and peacefull to feel him...this is all so confusing to me).
I always felt so close and related to him...Mainly because of his problems with his father...i so much felt his pain.I always had the same kind of problems with my father.Only big difference would be the fact that my dad never hurt me phisically speaking.But psicologically speaking,i was/will always be i guess,very much abused.
When June 25th happened,i froze.I rememeber doing what i had to do in a automatic away.I kept having the words "Michael Jackson died" on and on in my head,and all i could say or think was that it was a very bad joke.
People were asking me how i was,and i kept saying fine,because to me all was so surreal!Then i become aware that some fans were killing themselfs,and i felt i had to do something.I felt that if i ignored my pain,it would go away.
Truth is...pain was never gone.
In my country,its not easy to be a MJ fan.So the idea of asking for help never came to mind.Sometimes i thought asking for that help here,because it takes an MJ fan to understand another,but again i never did,because i don't have the right to worry anyone,and who am i to ask for attention?who knows if there's not many more fans here in way more need than i am?
So i live my life day-by-day.No projects,no dreams or goals...Just want to do what i have to do,because when i busy,i don't think that much.
Pain comes in waves for me.But i miss Michael so much!I keep my feelings for myself a lot.I only cried 2 times,and part of me thinks that i need to open up and cry like crazy if i want.But i think i only be able to do so,when and if i can go to Forest Lawn,because then i will have to see the reality of things.
It's so weird...mentaly i know he is gone...yet i feel him so alive in me...sometimes i have to remember myself he died...
My MJ items are very precious to me.I have them all over in my room.And his music...well...sometimes i can't listen at all.Others i have to listen,and it feels like me and him are together again.It feels so good...i can see him singing...i rememeber how it feels being at his concert....now i don't go to concerts anymore,and music is dead to me.It died with Michael.
How am dealing?i would say that the only thing alive in me,it's my body.My heart,my soul,my dreams,my hopes,everything was stolen for me when that MURDER killed me by killing my love...Michael Jackson.