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I walked thoughtfully along via Sannio: first the covid now the war, it’s really a difficult period. Someone tries to think of something else, not feeling in the least represented by these incapable and warmongering politicians, having now lost the idea of ​​being able to affect the structure of society. Someone else is going through a bad depression because he risks losing the values ​​he had always believed in, now thinking he was only deluded, convincing himself that “they” were right, that human being is like that and there is no way to change it. Others are just scared of losing part of their wealth … “Hello, can you tell me where Via Sannio is?”

In these weeks in which the theme of war has returned dramatically topical even in the most civilized Europe, reading the articles and letters on the Blog and trying to look around me there was an aspect of the various discussions on geo-geographyIt is a policy that has made me think and from which I have taken inspiration for the subject to be dealt with today, that of borders.

have been trying to write for days, but I remain speechless, silent in front of the blank page with the same paralysis as when, almost a teenager, I watched for the first time the mini-series “Holocaust”. Stunned and barely able to walk, without saying anything I went to sleep or better, I dragged myself to bed and in the darkness of the room I let flow rivers of tears, a desperate cry that I could not describe, a mixture of pain, empathy and impotence in facing the monstrosity of an absolute and unjust violence of men over other men, of human beings against other human beings.

It’s hard today. With everything that is happening in Ukraine, talking about the issues we care about and which we know, such as psychotherapy, seems inappropriate to me. But then, when I think about it, I realize that talking about the war in Ukraine forces us to talk about mental health. I don’t want to go into geopolitical issues, I don’t have the expertise, and I’m not particularly interested in it. I consider all wars absurd. But listening to the experts, there is the feeling that neither can they fully understand the meaning of this invasion. Many have wondered if Putin has gone mad. What does he wants to achieve.

A few days ago, lazily watching TV, I came across the movie Papillon and I appreciated it. There’s a scene that struck me and I didn’t remember. The main character, locked in isolation, falls asleep and dreams of being in an uncultivated field with judge and jury in the distance who accuse him of having “wasted his life” and his answer is a whisper “guilty… guilty…”.

Reading the blog in recent weeks I was very impressed by the recent back and forth between the articles “We want to rip the edges badly” and “The sense of our being in the world”. They are two articles that talk in a fresh and heartfelt way about what it means to grow for a young person and what it meant (and still means) do it for a less young person.

Squid Game is a South Korean TV series that has been hugely successful worldwide.

The plot is as simple as it is cruel: many people, 456, participate in a series of games for children with the aim of earning a lot of money knowing that there will be only one winner. Those who are eliminated will be killed and you cannot withdraw from the game.

Breaking up and keep loving each other

Forced, unfortunately, by the quarantine, I spent the Christmas holidays in house. To try to survive boredom, thanks to the suggestion of a friend, I watched the TV series Normal people in one breath. The series starring teenagers fascinate me a lot, maybe because I’m a teacher or maybe because adolescence is a time of my life that I carry in my heart, as a precious gift to keep.

It’s been a while since I want to write something about Faiah El Degwy, 25 year old (more or less) Italian-Egyptian, to date 61,8 thousand followers on Instagram https://www.instagram.com/faiah.j/,  118,233 on facebook https://www.facebook.com/FaiahElDegwy, rapper, specialized doctor to be, an explosion of sympathy and exuberance.