I had to kill twitter. I had to deactivate my twitter account in order to survive. It’s not because I had no words to say, it was because I didn’t have enough strength to keep reading. But every single day since that day, I miss him, I miss to read his tweets (but the earlier ones) and each single second is a fight to keep me away and don’t read them.
Every morning, when I wake up I say to myself: You just must resist 24 hours more without reading.
But sometimes, once in a while… I fail
Larisa Hernández 