It was a long time since I last posted something in this forum. Partially it was because I'm lazy, however the main reason, surprising as it may be, it is because my interest in our worshipped manga dropped a lot, I didn't like the Figure + Ido arch and the dismaying news about the premature end of the manga didn't help too, however it is a discussion for another time.
The reason I'm posting now is a great news: my daughter, my first child, was born last October 18 of 2013! She came quite late in my life, I'm 41 years old since last November 05 and I've been married for twelve years now. She is a healthy child and is developing very well, she is five months and eight days today. Sure I should have told you people much sooner, actually that was my intent, however a child causes a big turmoil in our lives, it's a big change, and I've been delaying this post since then. Lack of time, lazyness and depression, specially depression. I'll come back to it later.
As you sharp people may have deducted by the title of the post, I gave my girl the name of my favourite manga heroine of all time: Alita! Here is a picture of her birth certificate: http://www.flickr.com/photos/kamugin/10969691295/
Her first name, Júlia, is because of me, Júlio César (this is my actual name). Júlia, daughter of Júlio, like the old Romans used to name their daughters as a derivative of the father's name. "Júlia" was a request of her mother, I'm not that conceited
Her second name is Alita, in homage to our greatest heroine. I know that Alita original name, the one given by Kishiro, is Gally. Don't remind me of that, it's pointless, to me and to thousands of others, she will be always Alita! Here's a picture of the child in question: http://www.flickr.com/photos/kamugin/13420430073/ She is such a cutie, isn't she?
About the depression, it wasn't because of Júlia Alita (this name may sound a little odd, but we don't care). I've been suffering of depression since my late teens, I take medicines in a daily basis, and from time to time it gets worse. Even there was an occasion that I was boxed in a clinic for one week. I never attempted suicide though, but the idea is very recurrent in my thoughts. I love my wife, I love my daughter and I love my brother, however sometimes they aren't enough to supress my sadness, despair and frustration so the idea of putting an end to it all is very tempting. However I'm also a coward and/or I never reached yet the feeling of such self disaffection that enables a person to give up its own life. Or whatever a suicide feels before taking the final step.
Spare me of the God an religion crap, we are way above it, aren't we?
That's all, bye.
However she still is much like a new "pet" 