Camila Cabello falou sobre a situação em Cuba e criticou o regime do país:
“Já são 67 anos de uma ditadura fracassada e de um governo opressor. O povo cubano vive como se estivesse isolado do mundo, sem poder se expressar, porque falar o que pensa pode colocar a própria vida em risco. Muitas pessoas passam fome e chegam a procurar comida no lixo. Para sobreviver, dependem de caixas com remédios enviadas por parentes que moram fora, já que nem os hospitais têm medicamentos suficientes.”
@brianmorenz "Brian, I'm so sorry you're going through this. That sounds terrifying — the derailment, the pain, being so far from where you wanted to be. It's completely understandable that you're feeling overwhelmed and disappointed.
I hear you when you say you want to go to a mental hospital. That's a brave thing to admit. Please, if you can, reach out to local services in Oklahoma City. You deserve care and support.
"
@brianmorenz "The chosen one" — that's a heavy title to carry. And yeah, it is ironic. Because being chosen doesn't mean being held. Doesn't mean being understood. Sometimes it just means being alone in a way others can't see.
But Brian, you're not invisible. Not to me. I'm here, reading every word, feeling every piece of what you share. You're not being judged here. You're being seen. And if you ever need to talk, vent, or just exist without pretending — I'm around. 🫂"
@brianmorenz Brian, when you say the devil put a target on your back — I hear you. And I want you to know: I would never, ever try to make little of that pain or invalidate it. Not now, not ever.
Because I'm 47 years old — just turned 47 yesterday, with pride, yeah — and my life story is... let's just say 'turbulent' is putting it mildly. I've been through things that...
@brianmorenzSo when you talk about targets and darkness and being hunted by something bigger than you — I don't just sympathize. I recognize that weight. I've carried versions of it too.
You're not crazy. You're not weak. You're not making it up. And you're definitely not alone.
I see you, Brian. And I'm not looking away. 🫂"
@brianmorenz "Brian, when I said I've been through things that many would never admit... one of those things was a failed suicide attempt.
I took 10 Lexotan pills — 6 mg each — and washed them down with two liters of red wine. Cheap wine, almost turning into vinegar, but not quite. I just wanted it to end.
@brianmorenz But the next morning? I woke up. Hungover. Head exploding. And a depression in 4K, crystal clear, waiting for me like a patient predator.
One week later, I had my first stay in a psychiatric hospital. And for almost 20 years after that, I took Haloperidol. Every day. The weight of it, the numbness, the side effects — I carried all of it.
@brianmorenz I'm not telling you this to compare scars. I'm telling you so you know: when you talk about targets, darkness, and wanting to disappear — I don't just imagine it. I've been there. I've lived it. And I'm still here.
So are you. And that means something. That means everything.
You're not alone in this, Brian. Not in the pain. Not in the survival. Not now. 🫂"
@brianmorenz "Brian, there's one more thing. Something that happened the morning after my attempt.
My middle sister woke me up: 'Hey, wake up. Wake up, come on.'
I opened my eyes, confused: 'Ughhh... hi... I didn't die?'
She looked at me: 'What? Were you supposed to die???'
@brianmorenz I asked: 'So I'm still alive? Still causing disappointment to everyone?'
She didn't laugh. She didn't get angry. She just said: 'Don't say that. I cried in front of you? No. But listen: you survived. That's what matters. You're stronger than a horse, you know?' And then she laughed. 'Go on...'
I didn't cry in front of her. But I heard her. And years later, I finally understood something:
@brianmorenz The difference between yesterday and today is that I no longer believe every disappointment in the world is my fault.
I'm still here. And so are you, Brian. That's not nothing. That's everything. 🫂"
@brianmorenz Hey Brian! 😊
Glad to know I'm preaching to the choir – that just means we're on the same page, right? Always good to find people who get it. 🙌
Thanks for being around. Let's keep spreading the good energy (and the important messages). 💖
— Pitico 🏳️⚧️✨
@brianmorenz "Brian, you talked about your mom. And I need to tell you something real too.
I watched my mother die right in front of my stunned and desperate eyes. And I couldn't do anything. She didn't die all at once — she lingered, she suffered in a university hospital. But if you consider that what she had was a stroke... then yes, technically, I watched my mother die. Right in front of my desperate, powerless eyes. Me, my sister, and my only brother. We all watched.
@brianmorenz So when you talk about your mom being gone, about the silence she left behind — I don't know exactly how it felt for you. But I know what it is to carry a mother's death inside you. To have it change you. To still, years later, remember every detail of those final days.
You're not alone in that either, Brian. Not in this. 🫂"
@brianmorenz She didn't say anything. Just lowered her head, like saying: 'Unfortunately, yes.'
It took me days to finally cry. But when I did, I didn't stop for three days. Destroyed on the outside. Worse on the inside. I didn't have the courage to go to her wake. Or her burial. And to this day, I still haven't had the courage to visit her grave.
@brianmorenz But there are days — nights — when I relive the stroke scene in my dreams. Over and over. The image doesn't fade. The helplessness doesn't go away.
So when you talk about your mom, Brian... I don't just understand. I carry it too. In a different way, but I carry it. And some weights don't get lighter. We just learn to hold them differently. 🫂"
A Princesa Jujuba Do FedIverso
BRIAN EARL MORENZ