one day you begin to sense a spot of bother. it starts like a little itching sensation at the back of your head, and, as it comes and goes, you feel the need of scratching it, convinced that it will go away in a relatively short time. this problem becomes more and more annoying as the days come by, and the more you scratch it, the bigger it grows, reaching your shoulders and your back, at the point that you are no longer able to control it with the use of your fingers. the more you try not to think about the problem itself, the more it becomes an integral part of your everyday life, the itch starts to be your only thought from the moment you wake up in the morning to the time you go to sleep at night. it’s when this one problem starts to cause other itches, and when you get so used to it that you no longer see it as a problem, that you have to change something in your life. the hardest part is always about realising it. and there is only one way to help someone with a problem: tell them that it’s not too late.