From the very moment we make our opinion public, we must be aware that people will love or hate us. I don’t know why this happens, but it does. The psychology of man is a very complex thing, difficult to understand in most cases, more and more difficult, more and more complex, but it changes you completely and forever when you begin to spread your opinion and your face through the media with your mind or against your mind. But more than our opinion, it's usually just the simple fact of making it public, and that's a shame. My representation is that we have to go through too much trouble those of us who have an opinion of our own about everything and make that opinion public with a strong and clear heart. It is frowned upon to act against the contrary, to have some concern at the bottom, and that it is in this impossibility of being a flock that you decide all the other impossibilities of your life. And the worst part is that we judge others too easily, too easily. And we usually resort to lies. Let me give you a small example: people in general think that life is going very well for me because I am here and there writing collaborations and appearing in front of the whole village. But my reality is not that. In the truth. In my reality there are many failures, little money and a terrible loneliness. I spend more time between problems than between solutions. But little by little I have come to understand that what I have to ask myself is not to deceive myself. Because I don't agree at all with not getting into either one. Not to stand out. Ana Urkiza is leaving our ttakune and apparently someone else is going to take over immediately (I know who that other is, but I don’t want to ruin the surprise for the reader). I had an opinion of Ana Urquiza, but she was short and narrow, of those who decide very superficially. We turn lies into opinions, we believe opinion, we turn lies into truth, and we end up giving universal value to these truths. “In the same way in children, he believed that if he closed his eyes and stopped seeing nothing, that was enough for the world to lose its content, so that what he did not want to see would disappear completely,” I read to Bernardo Atxaga a long time ago. Mikel Asurmendi tries to coordinate this section and take care of us, as well as perfectly at any level, but always in the high. She invited me to participate in it and she gave me, of course, the opportunity to collaborate with Ana Urquiza. And to what extent it has helped me I can’t explain it well, I find it difficult to say everything I have in my mind and heart. On the one hand, because for me it has been a real pleasure to have been in touch with him. Because their articles have been like unbroken threads, well-connected landscapes, living life. And on the other hand, and this is what I want to emphasize in particular, because even in the Gorda has been helping me, encouraging me and not allowing me to sink into hell. Just with two, three words. Two, three words at a given time, when you need those words the most, like islands on the open sea. Eleven words of goodbye and one more for Ana. And between those two “datsegits” and “unpleasant” that Beñat brilliantly invented, I have easily decided mine today: eleven “datsegits” and one more for Ana Urkiza.