However hard I tried to get away from these ideas I never really succeeded. I don’t think they were fantasies either, since it was far less likely that I could help the animals to survive in the middle of the forest than that they would die. I’ve suffered from anxieties like these as far back as I can remember, and I will suffer from them as long as any creature is entrusted to me. Sometimes, long before the wall existed, I wished I was dead, so that I could finally cast off my burden. I always kept quiet about this heavy load; a man wouldn’t have understood, and the women felt exactly the
...more
