Welcome to my blog
Here I talk about my depression, day by day.
This is not a diary of advice, nor a manual on how to overcome it.
It’s simply a genuine space where I let go of what I feel.
Where writing becomes a way not to suffocate, to give a name to the sadness I carry inside.
Every word you find here is born from the need not to feel alone.
And maybe, among these lines, you might recognize yourself too.
Because sharing pain doesn’t erase it, but it makes it a little lighter.
This blog is my voice when I can't speak.
With affection,
Christian
Le ultime riflessioni
Pensieri, emozioni e frammenti di una battaglia quotidiana. Parole sincere, senza filtri, per raccontare ciò che spesso rimane in silenzio.
Il tempo che mi sono perso
Vivere con la depressione quando la guerra sembra non finire mai.
Non è la storia di una guarigione. È il racconto di una battaglia che continua, tra silenzi, ricadute e giorni in cui anche andare avanti sembra impossibile.
Ho scritto queste pagine per dare voce a ciò che spesso rimane nascosto. Non per offrire risposte, ma per raccontare cosa significa convivere con la depressione e cercare, nonostante tutto, di non perdere sé stessi.
Perché a volte sapere di non essere soli può fare la differenza.
The Light in my Hell
I wrote my first book.
Not to teach, not to motivate.
It was born in difficult days, when silence hurt more than depression.
Real pages, unfiltered, written so as not to collapse completely.
It offers no solutions.
It only tells what it means to live with an invisible illness.
If even one person reading it feels less alone, then it will have been worth it.
Thank you to those who read it.
Thank you to those who are there.
September 27, 2025
I love you, baby. I will always be by your side.
Hi Christian, I read your message on the blog and was very struck by the depth with which you described how you feel. Fortunately, I don't have the same experience with depression as you, but I know what it means to always put others before yourself, and in my case, I think this is starting to weigh on me more than I thought. I would like to talk to you about it privately, to be there for you if I can, and maybe find some words or perspectives together to help each other. There is no obligation or pressure, feel free to let me know if you want to or not, without any expectations. Only if you feel like it... Hugs,
Sometimes I think about how lucky Mom was to have you, and that our paths crossed. Honestly, I don’t know what we would do without you. You made our lives better, and I hope that one day I’ll be able to repay you for everything you’ve done for us, because we are so proud of you. I know I never express myself like this; reading your blog sometimes makes me cry, I won’t lie. I spend nights with Fabio reading it, and it makes me think of the things we’re learning about depression at school — and it’s not easy. I would love to help you, but I’m not a very present or affectionate person; still, deep down I am, and only a few people manage to see that side of me. I want you to know that if you ever need something, or some advice — you never know — or simply someone to listen to you, I’ll be there. I want you to know that I’ll always be behind you in case you ever fall apart. I love you so much, Dad.
I'm sending you lots of positive energy. It certainly won't work miracles... in fact, it probably won't do much at all... but I'm sending it anyway 🌸 Today, I bumped into Sahory by chance and I can confirm that she's worth it, just like the rest of the wonderful family you've created. Take care, even though I fully understand how hard it can be 🍀 See you soon!