Our time is that of Mr. Wonderfull. If you're sad, angry, or distressed, don't hesitate to stay quiet, breathe, go to the yoga and give a hug to a tree. Yes, paisano, give the tree a hug, even if it doesn't know its name. In your hands is how you feel and how you manage what comes to you. Their problems have nothing to do with the law of turbo-turbonic capitalism, male violence or lesbophobia. You've never heard that you have to be more than a neighbor, that you will never fail because it's your family and that if you have friends, there will be few, very few. Before friends, family. Before the family, money. Apart from affective bonds, apart from solidarity: go out to raise money.

You, your center, that until now you have been for others and now you. First you. You are a woman who lives alone for the estate, her parents and a large majority, without a partner or family. Therefore, without a visible and legitimate affective network. In practice, when people you want have care needs, you can't take care of them except outside of your hours of employment. The brotherhoods recognized by the employment agreement that is applied to it are holy and the sealed public beliefs: family book, marriage or de facto couple. Sexual covenants, “because this is required by law”, sanctioned. But in yours, the resistance of friends is an apocryphal network, a market law and a trench against the blood cage: social fraternity without public recognition.

If we are with others and we are not seen by others, we are no one. Who do you care for? You've thrown yourself out of the end of that thread, and before you realize it, you've got a lot of whirlpools in your hands. Coming is the last time you needed special care. When you were admitted to the hospital, one person came to see you and another went home so that when you came back you had a dinner made. Like every Thursday, when you couldn't go to the vegetable basket, a friend left you. When the colds came and you couldn't go and search for the butane, it was brought to you by another colleague you didn't expect. There, before the money, there were friends. Before the family, friends too. The sexual covenant, the family book, inheritance or relationships without private property gave you the support to complete it. Although regularized fiction said that you lived in an autonomous and self-sufficient solitude, reality has broken this fiction. You need a network of interdependence, care partnerships, to be alive and free.