I’ve known myself for over thirty years and I know I’m an anxious, very anxious person. Anxiety, however, is the result of a mania for control that has never abandoned me. Obviously as good as one is he can’t be good enough to be able to keep everything under control, do everything at the highest level. Unfortunately, something escapes even the best. And what escapes creates anxiety. I thought there was still hope, just pretend that the need for control was actually called willpower and that good habits replaced manias. A little bit of trying to bend a defect to your advantage. At this point I entered the self-help book tunnel. I don’t know exactly how many I’ve read, how many good habits or taken and left, how many mantras I repeated, how many deep breaths I took. Now, however, those that seem to me to work I write them all here because there is nothing better than writing about good tailor-made advice. I hope the reader has my size so he can embark on this journey with me.

I do not think it is necessary to point out that I am not a native English speaker, but I try. Excuse me.

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