I am a young man, yet I have made so many mistakes I am ashamed of. Why did I do them? Only because I was not feeling well. All because I was depressed, so much that I became unaware of my actions, and some boundaries of my moral compass got somehow blurred. It was not me, nor was what I believe in, but I did it. This public diary I make is to recount how bad one can be, not for one is fundamentally bad, but for one is so sad, depressed, and destroyed, that they can commit mistakes they will not accept, yet they have to find a way to. If you are looking for keys, solutions, and moral support, this diary is made for you. Once in a while I will write my ideas down and hope to create a whole community, which will bolster one another with what we are going through. This diary has been made to remind you that being a monster and being a faulty human are not the same, while current Western societies make you feel the opposite. Welcome and may this diary help you get better as soon as possible 😊