During my childhood, I learned to fight and not give up. I learned to
fight until I achieve my goal. You should fight to achieve what you
set out to do. If you put your mind to your goals and you don't give
up, you can achieve what you have never imagined achieving. You might
have to work hard, but the key is not to give up. When I was a 10-year-old
child, I went through an admirable process. I was left alone living in my house because my mother moved. At first it was very difficult for me because I couldn't get used to living alone without anyone. I felt like the loneliest child in the world. I looked at the other children who were happy with their parents and I asked myself why I wasn't happy like them. I looked at them and I was envious of their happiness. I always thought that they had everything. They had that happiness that I wanted so much, but I couldn't get because I didn't have my parents by my side. It is a great process to live and grow up alone. Over the years, I was no longer the same child as before. An inexplicable sadness came into my life. When I saw the happiness of others, I never imagined that I would envy someone for their happiness. I have never liked to envy someone for what they had.
When I reached 15 years old, I began to suffer more and more. I began to
reason things. I had too many questions but not enough answers. As the
years went by, I realized that if I continued like this I would not be able to
achieve anything. I felt stuck and trapped in my own thoughts. I could not
find a way out of my big problem, after a few months I was depressed, I was
no longer myself. I was not the same Jayson from before. I didn't care about
anything that happened to me. I didn't give importance to the problems, I
just wanted to die. I thought that the only solution to my problem was to
take my own life, so I locked myself in at that point, and I went so far as to
try to take my life.
I was at a point where I needed a hug from someone. I would always hug
my pillow, and cry. I felt so alone that I was at the point where I would talk
to myself, tell myself my own problems, vent to myself. While I was crying,
I would fall asleep crying. I felt my heart was very broken, it affected me in
a great way. I made the decision to take my life, but then I started to think
differently, I said to myself, “Jayson, if you do this, what are you going to
win? Are you going to be happy after doing this?” I told myself that despite
my suffering and despite the problems, I can get ahead, I can be happy no
matter what it costs me. I won't be the sad Jayson all my life, the Jayson with
depression. I need to do something to be happy in my own way. I started to
cry. I ran out of tears. I cried bitterly, with a pain in my soul, but I knew that
that would be a change in my life and from that moment on, my life would
change. I didn't know how, but something in me told me that I needed to be
happy. And now, I am here.