Hello DA people:

It's been kinda long since the last time I decided to type some words here. So here we go... Hey! I know noone asked and noone cares, hahahaha...

There are too many things I have been doing these last 2 months.

Had the chance to work with the beautiful ~Fotos-Belladonnax on the Valentine's gift for *Rau-Le-Creuset. I felt great, I might add. She is fantastic. You can check some of her work in my gallery, in hers and on Zivity.

My relationship is... OK. Let's just leave it there, cuz you just don't need to know more than that.

My health is... not fine. Been going through some tough things lately, but I hope everything will be fine soon... If not, well... I have been kinda able to go through all that "alone" and "by myself" in 95% of the process.

I honestly don't fear the death. I kinda do care more about the rest than about what would happen to me. In this case, even if I could die, that's not what worries me...

I have spent the last 5 or 6 months visiting more than one doctor and trying to find out what's going on, and there's a 70% of being sick; if not now... from here in a few months or within a year. There are some stressful things, I might add, that could help my system to be a bastard; My Dad, sister and niece only highlight that I am gaining weight; That I'm ugly and all that, because they do care too much about looks. They do not get that it is the medication. They still believe I'm eating too much, when sometimes I only eat to take the pills (that in some moment were about 13 each day; Now are "only" 5).

The only person of my family who knows about this is my Mom, and I told her 2 days ago. She took it very well. Better than what I thought. Of course, my beloved man knows about this from the beginning, since if everything goes well, He will be my family, right? Thanks for being there in your way, Love of my Life (and Happy Birthday, again ).

I wanna thank my friend *Jepray for his support, too. He has been there when he shouldn't be. Thank you, Jeffrey; You are great.

I have been doing it fine at work. Too bad I had to take a sick leave to take some tests of blood and stuff like that for my doctors. So... Resting? Not at all. Still had the chance to visit my Mom for 3 days to talk to her about my illness, which was a part of the treatment...

Tomorrow, I go back to work! YAY!

I guess there's not much to say... Thanks to everyone for reading.