July 31, fresh air comes in through my window. This year my birthday is on Sunday.I feel anguish, I feel despair, because it’s been several months since I began to feel bad and everything looks about the same. It has changed little, I have changed little or nothing. Moreover, my economic situation has worsened by what my plans to change the place where I live or simply wishes to travel are impossible for now. I feelvery desperate to see that I am not able to change anything. I drown.
Despite this anguish today I‘ll go to the beach with Tere and perhaps my children will accompany me, but that doesn’t change what I feel.