The life of an Island guy

July 11

Today , July 10 , 11:40 PM I'm laying on my balcony, in a general light shortcut, I've been without power for 38 hours , the food on my refrigerator has umfrezzed and it smells like a dead body is inside

I'm sweating like a pig even though it's raining, while the true pig's are sleeping in their beds like babys

-Anyway, what could I do about it?

-A lot.

-Will I?

-No.

Tomorrow will be the anniversary of the day where we have been closer to freedom ever , July 11 that day in 2022 artist's and people from all part's of the country, got outside their homes and moved in the streets to protest against the regime, it was beautiful ,true democracy, represented by true humans, after years.

Hundreds ended up arrested, others beaten close to dead by the FAR (the army) and the PNR (the police)

While every day all short's of tragedy's happens , not so long ago a close friend of mine got raped, and the mf that did that still free, other 4 friends of mine got harassed sexually really closely.

3 months ago a foraging man was touching a minor in the middle of a cafe , I was there I thought about doing something but I didn't for a while , I just observed him when I got convinced that the best I could do is act, he had already left... With the kid...

Im so repented, I'm so sorry, I've been acomulating this felling of doing something for so long... But at the end usually I do as most people, nothing I just stare at the problem.

Ive promised myself that that would happen again since something like that happened already in my life , I've disappointed myself, once again.

-Am I a coward?

-No.

-Then why I didn't did anything?

-I had to protect my sister, who was with me at the scene , getting in some short of fight would have put her in danger.

-Is it really like that?

-im not sure but I feel like it won't happen again otherwise I would be as a monster as them.

I'm not a monster.