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Those who know me well, know that I don´t have a good relationship with numbers. I have never had, end even this so-called relationship has smoothed up after a diagnosed math disability, numbers terrify me tremendously and my approach is full of skepticism. I do, however, have a weird comprehension about them. I somehow make sense of it all my head, in a strange way, and somehow I manage.

For example, I comprehend numbers that increase as a good meaning: is better to have 3 oranges instead of 1; or 5 pair of shoes instead of 2… There are some exceptions, of course, where numbers that reduce are actually a good thing, as when Cipralex is reduced from 10 to 5 mg, or when the days until the next vacation reduce by 1 every day until it arrives.

I am in day 1, which according to my mother is better than day 0, and she says that 2 is even better than day 1, and that it will get easier as the days go by. I hear my mom with the same skepticism as I approach numbers. Her theory states that as the days go by into a higher number, the heartache diminishes in intensity. That one thing goes up as another goes down at the same time, takes some time in my head to process.

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