As I told Misty, I know how it feels to be alone and feeling a very physical pain. That's not what's happening to me now. I am little depressed, yes, but it's because of the lack of money. My situation would be totally different if I could provide my family a rent. I still live with my mother, it's not a big deal, every latinamerican lives with his/her parents until he/she decides to get married.  The problem is the weight of responsibility. My family demands me to provide. And I can't. My family demands stability, and I can't.

It's a very sad thing to decline a date offer because I have no money.

But most people thinks I am rich because I am a manager at my family's business. My mother has dinners with the embassador of Italy and with the uruguayan president and with ministers... but sometimes we can't buy bread and milk.

It's a sad thing, to be a living contradiction. I was chosen to be a successful businessman. My friends and other people think I am gonna be great, important, powerful... but I can't see my future and my present is not good, and my past sucks.

No matter what happens, I will not cry. Life isn't that hard. I am a man. I haven't cried since I was thirteen, because nobody cared. Remember Daredevil? I was tormented by the bullies. I learnt to fight my fights. I learnt that nobody cares.

Life isn't so tough. And I got used to it.