I hope you had a good Christmas and New Year.

It's been a long time since I last wrote, my writing skills have disappeared while my addictions to seeking pleasures to mask reality have increased. I started this blog so that people could get to know my story, and now that the views are reaching 10k, I feel embarrassed to write, but anonymity brings comfort to continue, even though I don't have much to say.

Following family tradition, I had a good Christmas and New Year with my family together. I spent Christmas at my aunt's house, my uncle put a heater in the pool for me, and so as not to cause offence, I went into the pool after many years, I don't remember exactly how many. It was very nice to feel my body relaxed and pain-free, but I felt short of breath when I got out of the water. It's a shame, I was arranging with my aunt to do hydrotherapy once a week, and if I'm going to be short of breath, it's better to avoid going in too often.

The home care company is about to sign the contract and the nursing technicians will start coming, probably this week. I chose the four nurses who will stay at home for a 45-day trial period. In addition to the four, there is a nurse who will do inspections every 15 days, and that nurse will be my aunt, the same one from the pool.

I want to be a new person in 2024, and with the nursing technicians, my depression will decrease significantly. I will get out of bed more, walk around the neighbourhood, sunbathe, etc. I will return to my religious practices; I really need to return after this blessed end of the year. I remember the most sincere prayer I made at the beginning of 2023, asking God to take me away at once to give my mother rest, so I know it is something granted by divine grace and because my mother sought so many things for me, but if it weren't for grace, it would take much longer.