2025, sunday 25

There's a growing feeling of emotional tension inside me this January. Maybe because I'm approaching the 1st full year after the hearth transplant. Maybe I am living again those days in my head and compare them to my actual day. I am living two more friend's experiences with this life path.

Then I see myself sorrounded by small but emotionally significant threats to my values, the come to power of far right wing of political parties, the abominable and aberrant news coming from the ‘Trusk’ government. The constant enshittifications of things I liked.

I have a new life to deal with, but probably I am focusing on the wrong things. Maybe and should try to keep near my values, try to do my best, and accept what I cannot change. But it's not easy to feel underpowered in the fight for your freedom and, most of all, for the future ahead for my son. I am truly scared for what awaits him as he grows old.