I was falling into depression without realizing it. So I arrived in villabartolomea to attend the Self "I"-Dentity Trough Ho oponopono class for the second time. I was in front of my dream,I had been waiting three years to be there. Those were dark days,for months I had begun to focus on my body,through nutrition and sports. Initially I felt happy,it seemed that finally focusing on me,had brought me back to myself. I was convinced that I had finally fallen in love with who I was. But after two months the decline began...food had become a problem,an enemy. And sports was the only thing that could save me from calories,from fat,from being ugly. Suddenly my paranoia had become so strong,to taste a dessert,chew it and immediately spit it out. Suddenly every day several times,I had to lock myself in the bathroom,lift up my shirt and check that the skin was not flabby,and that those few abs I had pulled out were still there. Running became no longer a pleasure but a duty,and now even a simple plate of rice if excessive,became a new excuse to guilt and hurt me. Within 3 months,I had now entered the first stage of anorexia. From the time I had breakfast,to dinner,my only thought was," This contains these fats,this one does,this one doesn't,I have to go for a run or I'll get fat." I didn't think about anything else,I didn't indulge in a treat anymore,I was totally in it now. Arrived in Verona,I wanted so much to talk about it with Nello,but I was ashamed,no one knew,nor imagined. I didn't want to be considered stupid or worse an attention seeker,so I started the seminar pretending that everything was going great,and that I was fine. Then something happened. Nello Ceccon is truly one of the best people I have met in my life,and during the training it seemed that every word he expressed was addressed to me (of course it was my perception). From every syllable that came out of his mouth,I felt pervaded by an indescribable love. Every step he took us was one more step toward healing. And then it reminded me of the Importance of that little girl inside me who was suffering (I swear she really seemed to be talking to me,almost as if she understood and wanted to encourage me but without telling me) and how my only job was to care for her by loving her and accepting her as she was. There were times when the tears would come out alone and I had to pray that the break would come soon enough to isolate myself for a moment and breathe. I wanted to explode because finally someone seemed to have read me inside,finally something was picking up and putting my shattered self back together again. So it was. After that weekend,I really began to take care of myself as he taught us. And in every moment of collapse,mentally I go back to his words to his speeches and his way of guiding us,and I pick myself up. I don't know what happened,but today,almost a month after that event,I am totally cured of that form of violence that I used to create for myself. I am happy again,I no longer look at myself in the mirror obsessively,I no longer hear those voices that used to pierce my head,and I no longer think about food and sports in a negative,obsessive-compulsive way. I quit sports,stopped to regenerate,and in January I will start again as a new person. But most fundamentally, something happened. Something after spending two days as a SITH STUDENT in front of such a teacher, listening and taking in his every word,moved something within me. I know that in his modesty he would simply say:"I didn't do anything it's because of you," and in part he would be right, yet I can confirm that the love that man was able to convey to us/me in those two days, saved my life,from an almost certain end,and for that I feel it is essential to thank IZI LLC and the FOUNDATION OF "I" and anyone who is part of the dissemination and protection of the teachings of Morrnah Nalamaku Simeona,who has made available to italy a competent instructor and one who is able to give deep Love,which,as in my case,can save your life. Infinitely grateful.