Measureless, just like that is my hesitation. I know I must change some aspects of my life, bit I am not able to change anything. It’s more, not even I can though about this. So, thus my despair, my distress, my anxiety, my sorrow. Can I do, if my willpower is void and my capacity to resolve the daily conflict is zero?, much less to change the direction of my life.
I am afraid of I go on rudderless, lost and at the end of this rough path everything could be worse than it did before.
I am threatening, trembling, the summer is about to finish and I am more lost, more feeble, more fat, less enthusiastic about the future.
I am just petrified.