It is truth also that in our trajectory in this world, we will fail one day, if is that already she did not happen, is clearly. Perhaps you who read this text at this moment can be saying: but that pessimism! It is not pessimism, is reality! One day already we fail, or one day we will fail for being human and to the human beings not the God fits the perfection only attributed! After all, what he must be made? Which the best option? To continue the life knowing that other challenges have to mark meeting with us with intention of abating in them, or giving up everything what we plan? Simply to leave of side all the way that we cover and to leave the road, to come back behind thinking: It must never enveredado have me for this road. To give ears to that they call in them adventurers who speak when in they see cabisbaixos to them, abated: It did not say that this did not go to give certain? Well that I spoke. To hear it did not want me. Such people, when they testify our victory, go to say exactly that we are adventurers. after all, these types do not have courage to tread roads without signalling to guide them. They prefer the traditional one or to live with the mouth opened, escancarada and full of teeth, waiting the failure to arrive.
To have penalty of itself same or complacentemente to find that all must have penalty of them. The truth is that errei as much that gave up. I gave up exactly, and my desistance was for a honroso reason, the fatigue. I tired of everything! I tired of the life and tired, I also gave up living! It was not the fatigue that me left nights without sleeping, anxious, worried, infuriated, weak and defenseless, it would not give up.