<\/a><\/noindex>Gjat\u00eb nj\u00eb viti ne praktikisht nuk e kemi l\u00ebn\u00eb studio. K\u00ebtu ne punonim, flinim dhe \u00e7mendeshim.<\/p>\n
Diten para, Denis, gjuh\u00ebtari yn\u00eb, grumbulloi gj\u00ebrat e tij dhe u largua. T\u00eb tjer\u00ebt e b\u00ebn\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb jav\u00ebn e kaluar. <\/p>\n
Pa t\u00eb, ne humb\u00ebm kompetencat ky\u00e7e, ishim t\u00eb pafuqish\u00ebm dhe toksik p\u00ebr nj\u00ebri-tjetrin. <\/p>\n
P\u00ebr projektin, ajo ishte m\u00eb shum\u00eb se zhvilluesi kryesor. Dhe p\u00ebr secilin prej nesh, m\u00eb shum\u00eb se lider. Tani, ajo ishte dy mij\u00eb kilometra larg. N\u00eb nj\u00eb klinik\u00eb psikiatrike, n\u00eb qytetin e saj t\u00eb lindjes, Kiev. Dhe kjo ishte e gjitha q\u00eb mund t\u00eb b\u00ebnim p\u00ebr t\u00eb. <\/p>\n
E dija - pasi Pavliku t\u00eb mbyllej der\u00ebn pas vetes, frustrimi im dhe ndjenja e katastrof\u00ebs do t\u00eb b\u00ebheshin absolute. <\/p>\n
Finalmente, ai dal\u00eb n\u00eb korridor. Deraja e zyr\u00ebs s\u00eb saj ishte p\u00ebrball\u00eb. Gjith\u00e7ka tregonte se ai tashm\u00eb kishte veshur k\u00ebpuc\u00ebt dhe po t\u00ebrhiqte xhaket\u00ebn. N\u00eb momentin tjet\u00ebr, d\u00ebgjova nj\u00eb zhurm\u00eb t\u00eb shkurt\u00ebr n\u00eb vend t\u00eb zhurm\u00ebs metalike dhe ai po godiste me nyjet e gishti t\u00eb lagur n\u00eb der\u00ebn e mbyllur t\u00eb zyr\u00ebs. <\/p>\n
Shtova nj\u00eb v\u00ebshtrim n\u00eb pasqyr\u00ebn time t\u00eb turbullt n\u00eb monitor\u00ebt e err\u00ebt t\u00eb fikur. Nj\u00eb njeri i dob\u00ebsuar, i mbuluar me djers\u00eb, me flok\u00eb t\u00eb lagur q\u00eb shkonin n\u00eb \u00e7do drejtim m\u00eb shihte. Materiali prej liri, me t\u00eb cilin e mbuluam tryez\u00ebn e tij gjigande kur e b\u00ebra, ishte krejt i lagur nga djersa q\u00eb m\u00eb binte p\u00ebr dore. M\u00eb dukej se ky p\u00eblhur\u00eb, ashtu si gjith\u00eb zyra, kishte nj\u00eb er\u00eb t\u00eb neveritshme nga un\u00eb. <\/p>\n
Pavlik goditi p\u00ebrs\u00ebri der\u00ebn. Por, duket se nuk priste q\u00eb un\u00eb ta hapja, k\u00ebshtu q\u00eb menj\u00ebher\u00eb filloi t\u00eb fliste me z\u00ebrin e tij t\u00eb qet\u00eb dhe tingujt e zgjatura:<\/p>\n
T\u00eboma\u2026 Kam p\u00ebrgatitur nj\u00eb version t\u00eb ve\u00e7ant\u00eb p\u00ebr ty. Syzet dhe blloku mbi tryez\u00eb. Udh\u00ebzimi n\u00eb Telegram, <\/i> \u2014 n\u00eb nj\u00eb sekond\u00eb heshti: \u2014 Ajo k\u00ebrkoi, para se t\u00eb...<\/i> \u2014 z\u00ebri i tij dridhej. U nda nj\u00eb heshtje. Ai i goditi me dor\u00eb der\u00ebn: \u2014 do t\u2019ia dal\u00ebsh\u2026<\/i> <\/p>\n
Aq\u00ebher\u00eb, d\u00ebgjova nj\u00eb tingull metalik dhe ai filloi t\u00eb nxjerr\u00eb kuti drejt ashensorit. Papritur, hoqa dor\u00eb nga vetja, u ngrita, rregullova mantel dhe hap\u00ebra der\u00ebn e zyr\u00ebs. Pavlik u kthye p\u00ebr t\u00eb marr\u00eb nj\u00eb \u00e7ant\u00eb tjet\u00ebr dhe u ng\u00ebrthye. Ai e shqyrtoi mantelin tim p\u00ebr rreth gjysm\u00eb minute, por m\u00eb pas p\u00ebrfundimisht m\u00eb shikon n\u00eb sy, di\u00e7ka q\u00eb rrall\u00eb e b\u00ebnte. Dhe papritmas u afrua dhe m\u00eb p\u00ebrqafoi ngathsh\u00ebm. <\/p>\n
N\u00eb at\u00eb \u00e7ast, un\u00eb nuk d\u00ebshiroja thjesht t\u00eb zhdukem, d\u00ebshiroja t\u00eb mos ekzistoj kurr\u00eb. <\/p>\n
Ai doli. Dhe e mbylli der\u00ebn pas vetes. Qet\u00ebsia m\u00eb shokoi. N\u00eb studion e zbraz\u00ebt dhe t\u00ebqet\u00eb, frust\u00ebrimi dhe ndjenja e katastrof\u00ebs u b\u00ebn\u00eb absolute. <\/p>\n
Kjo zgjati nj\u00eb p\u00ebrjet\u00ebsi. Apo ndoshta rreth nj\u00eb ore\u2026 Arrita n\u00eb kuzhin\u00eb dhe nxora nga frigoriferi nj\u00eb paket\u00eb neuroleptik\u00ebsh. I haum tre ose kat\u00ebr tableta Chlorprothixen nj\u00ebher\u00ebsh. Pastaj thjesht q\u00ebndrova dhe e shikoja at\u00eb. Portreti i saj n\u00eb madh\u00ebsi t\u00eb plot\u00eb, p\u00ebr tre muaj, duke u pikturuar me boj\u00ebra t\u00eb yndyrshme direkt n\u00eb murin e kuzhin\u00ebs nga Dizoh \u2014 dizajneri yn\u00eb. Piktura, natyrisht, as q\u00eb u p\u00ebrfundua, si t\u00eb gjitha gj\u00ebrat q\u00eb ai b\u00ebnte. Shk\u00ebputja dhe frust\u00ebrimi u z\u00ebvend\u00ebsuan nga boshll\u00ebku. Arrita te krevati. Vura kok\u00ebn n\u00eb jast\u00ebk dhe err\u00ebsira m\u00eb p\u00ebrthithi. <\/p>\n
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Kur u zgjova, isha n\u00eb err\u00ebsir\u00eb p\u00ebrtej dritares. Nuk dija se sa kam fjetur. N\u00eb kok\u00eb gjith\u00e7ka ishte bosh. Me hapa t\u00eb ngadalsh\u00ebm, shkova n\u00eb sall\u00eb. Kujtimet p\u00ebr at\u00eb q\u00eb kishte ndodhur aty filluan t\u00eb shfaqeshin ngadal\u00eb nj\u00eb pas nj\u00eb. Nuk kisha ndjenja. Gjat\u00eb vitit t\u00eb kaluar nuk e kisha par\u00eb kurr\u00eb sall\u00ebn bosh. Pes\u00eb tavolina t\u00eb gjata shtriheshin p\u00ebrgjat\u00eb dy mureve. Kat\u00ebr vende t\u00eb pun\u00ebs ishin vendosur n\u00eb qend\u00ebr. T\u00eb gjitha i kishim nd\u00ebrtuar me duar nga pllakat e drurit dhe shufrat q\u00eb i kishim bler\u00eb n\u00eb dyqan nd\u00ebrtimi. Mund t\u00eb hyje atje n\u00eb \u00e7do koh\u00eb dhe gjithmon\u00eb kishte dikush q\u00eb punonte. Ushqimin e p\u00ebrgatitja un\u00eb. T\u00eb tjer\u00ebt ishin shum\u00eb t\u00eb z\u00ebn\u00eb. Isha i padobish\u00ebm p\u00ebr projektin p\u00ebr shkak se\u2026 nuk dija t\u00eb b\u00ebja asgj\u00eb. Prandaj merresha me menaxhimin e ambienteve, duke u p\u00ebrpjekur t\u00eb mos ishte penges\u00eb dhe, t\u00eb pakt\u00ebn, me kalimin e koh\u00ebs m\u00ebsova t\u00eb isha vet\u00ebm nj\u00eb hije n\u00eb mur. Kurr\u00eb nuk ham\u00eb t\u00eb gjith\u00eb s\u00eb bashku n\u00eb kuzhin\u00eb. Zakonisht, secili merrte ushqim p\u00ebr vete dhe shkonte n\u00eb vendin e tij t\u00eb pun\u00ebs. Un\u00eb thjesht siguroja q\u00eb ushqimi t\u00eb ishte gjithmon\u00eb aty. Secili jetonte sipas orarit t\u00eb vet. Nj\u00ebri mund t\u00eb shkonte t\u00eb m\u00ebngjezte, tjetri sapo kishte ngr\u00ebn\u00eb drek\u00eb, i treti po shkonte t\u00eb flinte. Pothuajse askush nuk e kishte dit\u00ebn q\u00eb zgjaste nj\u00ebzet e kat\u00ebr or\u00eb. Tani tavolinat e pun\u00ebs, q\u00eb m\u00eb par\u00eb ishin mbushur me monitore dhe kompjuter\u00eb, ishin pothuajse bosh. Vet\u00ebm disa sh\u00ebnime, letra, lapsa, disa libra, dhe kabllot q\u00eb \u00e7onin nga askund n\u00eb askund shiheshin mbi to. <\/p>\n
Stoli i Pavlikut ndodhej n\u00eb k\u00ebnd, i ndar\u00eb nga dy rafte t\u00eb mbushura nga dyshemeja deri n\u00eb tavan me mjete, pajisje, sete t\u00eb ndryshme, tabela dhe tela. Tani ato ishin t\u00eb zbraz\u00ebta. Ai kishte ruajtur gjith\u00e7ka pas vetes dhe madje kishte nxjerr\u00eb edhe kosin e mbeturinave, nga i cili p\u00ebr tre jav\u00ebt e fundit kishin dal\u00eb vazhdimisht shishe kola dhe gine, apo ndoshta nuk ishte gin... N\u00eb qend\u00ebr t\u00eb tavolin\u00ebs ishte shtruar me kujdes nj\u00eb set i plot\u00eb pajisjesh p\u00ebr aktivizimin e aplikacionit ton\u00eb. N\u00eb mes q\u00ebndronte nj\u00eb pal\u00eb syze t\u00eb realitetit t\u00eb zgjeruar. <\/p>\n
Pash\u00eb ato pa ndjenj\u00eb dhe nxora nj\u00eb frym\u00ebmarrje t\u00eb thell\u00eb. Ndjenja ishte ende e ngadal\u00ebsuar, por m\u00eb erdhi n\u00eb mendje fjala e tij se kishte mbledhur nj\u00eb version t\u00eb ve\u00e7ant\u00eb p\u00ebr mua. \u00c7far\u00eb po ndodhte me projektin dhe n\u00eb \u00e7far\u00eb faze ishte, nuk e kuptoja prej koh\u00ebsh. <\/p>\n
\u00c7far\u00eb dhe si t\u00eb aktivizoja, nuk kisha asnj\u00eb ide. As d\u00ebshir\u00eb. Doja t\u00eb gjeja telefonin tim, p\u00ebr t\u00eb par\u00eb sa kisha fjetur: pak m\u00eb shum\u00eb se gjysm\u00eb dite ose rreth nj\u00eb dhe gjysm\u00eb. N\u00eb sall\u00eb nuk ishte askund. Duhet t\u00eb kishte r\u00ebn\u00eb diku n\u00eb zyr\u00ebn e saj.<\/p>\n
Ajo punoi n\u00eb nj\u00eb dhom\u00eb t\u00eb ve\u00e7ant\u00eb, t\u00eb cil\u00ebn un\u00eb e transformova n\u00eb nj\u00eb zyr\u00eb p\u00ebr t\u00eb. Nj\u00eb tavolin\u00eb e madhe me rafte shum\u00ebkat\u00ebshe, t\u00eb mbushura me libra, kopje t\u00eb punimeve t\u00eb saj dhe shk\u00ebmbinjt\u00eb e sh\u00ebnimeve p\u00ebr shum\u00eb vite, zinte shumic\u00ebn e hap\u00ebsir\u00ebs. N\u00eb qend\u00ebr ishin dy monitor\u00eb, dhe n\u00eb an\u00ebn e djatht\u00eb ndodhej nj\u00eb sistem i madh i zi, q\u00eb me t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00eb dukej si nj\u00eb monster. Un\u00eb u merja me k\u00ebt\u00eb tavolin\u00eb p\u00ebr pothuajse tre dit\u00eb. D\u00ebshira ime ishte t\u00eb nd\u00ebrtoja di\u00e7ka t\u00eb pazakont\u00eb p\u00ebr t\u00eb. Dhe kjo tavolin\u00eb prej druri me prerje gjysm\u00eb-rrumbullake, e mbuluar me linin, me t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00eb i p\u00eblqente asaj. Ajo duhet t\u00eb punonte e vetme. T\u00eb hysh te ajo ishte rrept\u00ebsisht e ndaluar. Ajo flinte k\u00ebtu n\u00eb nj\u00eb divan t\u00eb ngusht\u00eb. Sidoqoft\u00eb, ajo n\u00eb koh\u00ebt e fundit flinte jo m\u00eb shum\u00eb se kat\u00ebr - pes\u00eb or\u00eb, dhe dita e saj zgjaste rreth dyzet ose di\u00e7ka t\u00eb till\u00eb, t\u00eb cilat i kalonte duke punuar. Nj\u00ebher\u00eb, kur un\u00eb po flija, ajo m\u00eb telefonoi dhe m\u00eb k\u00ebrkoi t\u00eb hapja der\u00ebn nga jasht me nj\u00eb ndihm\u00ebs dhe ta \u00e7oja n\u00eb banj\u00eb. Ajo kishte kaluar m\u00eb shum\u00eb se tet\u00ebmb\u00ebdhjet\u00eb or\u00eb duke u marr\u00eb me rregullimin e rrjetit nervor n\u00eb karrigen e saj, duke e kthyer k\u00ebmb\u00ebt posht\u00eb vetes. Dhe p\u00ebr shkak t\u00eb qarkullimit t\u00eb prishur t\u00eb gjakut, ata ishin mpir\u00eb aq shum\u00eb, sa q\u00eb nuk ndiheshin fare. <\/p>\n
B\u00ebra nj\u00eb shikim t\u00eb ngadalt\u00eb n\u00eb dhom\u00ebn e zyr\u00ebs. Telefoni nuk ishte askund. Shkova n\u00ebp\u00ebr apartament, por pa sukses. N\u00eb mendje filloi t\u00eb zhurmoj\u00eb gjithnj\u00eb e m\u00eb qart\u00eb pyetja: \"\u00c7far\u00eb t\u00eb b\u00ebj?\". Nga boshll\u00ebku i emocioneve dilte nj\u00eb tmerr dhe nj\u00eb dridhje po rritej n\u00eb gjoksin tim. <\/p>\n
M\u00eb erdh\u00ebn n\u00eb mend fjal\u00ebt e Pavlikut: \"Ti do ta confrontosh\". Por un\u00eb e kuptoja qart\u00eb q\u00eb nuk doja t\u00eb p\u00ebrballesha. Kurr\u00eb nuk kam p\u00ebrballuar dhe, m\u00eb shum\u00eb se gjith\u00e7ka, tani nuk kisha asnj\u00eb shans. <\/p>\n
K\u00ebrkimi i telefonit zgjati edhe nj\u00eb or\u00eb ose nj\u00eb or\u00eb e gjysm\u00eb. Rryma e mendimeve n\u00eb kok\u00ebn time po p\u00ebrshpejtohej, ndjenjat dhe emocionet duket se u ngroh\u00ebn dhe filluan ngadal\u00eb t\u00eb mbushin mendjen time. Vazhdova t\u00eb q\u00ebndroja ulur dhe t\u00eb shikoja t\u00eb gjith\u00eb at\u00eb mal pajisjesh me syze n\u00eb qend\u00ebr, ndon\u00ebse telefoni tashm\u00eb po tregonte m\u00eb shum\u00eb se nj\u00ebzet p\u00ebr qind t\u00eb mbetjeve t\u00eb bateris\u00eb. Tani nuk po ngutem ta ndizja, sepse kisha frik\u00eb. Frik\u00eb t\u00eb isha n\u00eb kontakt, frik\u00eb nga mesazhet n\u00eb mesazher\u00ebt, frik\u00eb nga nevoja p\u00ebr t\u00eb nd\u00ebrmarr\u00eb ndonj\u00eb veprim. <\/p>\n
I was still dazed from the neuroleptics, but my thinking was already functioning more or less. The horror of the situation was that I understood perfectly: for me, this story was already over. I knew in advance that I would let her down, that I wouldn't cope, and helplessly failing one stage after another, I would return to the starting position. Over time, the emotions would fade, I would once again lock myself in my shell and live the grim life of a hikikomori that I had led for many years until it knocked on my door one day. <\/p>\n
Tears rolled down my cheeks. \"What a worthless person I am.\" As soon as I got loaded, the phone immediately bombarded me with a torrent of notifications. I turned off the sound and opened the search engine: \"chlorprothixen lethal dose.\" It provided an answer instantly: \"2-4 grams.\" I didn't even have close to that amount. I started crying even more: \"What a worthless person I am.\"<\/p>\n
Fillimi i konceptit t\u00eb saj p\u00ebrfshinte nj\u00eb psikolog bot n\u00eb dispozicion 24\/7. P\u00ebrve\u00e7 funksionit kryesor t\u00eb ekspertiz\u00ebs, sistemi p\u00ebrfshinte mund\u00ebsi t\u00eb ve\u00e7anta p\u00ebr personat q\u00eb vuajn\u00eb nga \u00e7rregullime bipolare, ankthi, shizotipike dhe disa \u00e7rregullime t\u00eb tjera afektiv\u00eb dhe mendore, duke i ndihmuar ata t\u00eb ndjekin dhe korigjojn\u00eb ndryshimet negative n\u00eb funksionimin e mendjes. N\u00eb versionin e par\u00eb, analiza kryesohej vet\u00ebm p\u00ebrmes tonit dhe natyr\u00ebs s\u00eb fjal\u00ebve, aktiviteten e p\u00ebrdoruesit n\u00eb smartphone dhe parametrave biomekanik\u00eb sipas t\u00eb dh\u00ebnave t\u00eb accelerometrit n\u00eb smartphone, or\u00eb dhe kufje. Ekipi p\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb nevojitej, p\u00ebrkat\u00ebsisht, nj\u00eb smartphone, kufje pa tel dhe or\u00eb inteligjente. <\/p>\n
Por kjo ishte n\u00eb fillim. Tani p\u00ebrpara meje q\u00ebndronte nj\u00eb mal me pajisje dhe nj\u00eb grumbull telesh me konektor\u00eb, t\u00eb cil\u00ebt duhej t\u00eb lidhin ose ngarkonin k\u00ebto blloqe baterish dhe p\u00ebrpunimi, syze t\u00eb realitetit t\u00eb shtuar, bracelet\u00eb, or\u00eb dhe kufje. Hapa n\u00eb Telegram: \u201cThjesht b\u00ebj hap pas hapi at\u00eb q\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb shkruar dhe mos u ngut. Kam bashk\u00ebngjitur figura p\u00ebr t\u00eb gjitha p\u00ebrshkrimet.\u201d <\/p>\n
P\u00ebrpiqesha t\u00eb rrokja udh\u00ebzimet posht\u00eb, por duket se ato ishin t\u00eb pafundme. <\/p>\n
T\u00eb gjitha lot\u00ebt ishin derdhur dhe histeria paksa m\u00eb la. Tani d\u00ebshiroja me desesperim shp\u00ebtim. Nuk besoj n\u00eb Zot. Shpresa ime e vetme ishte nj\u00eb grumbull elektronikash dhe kodit t\u00eb pap\u00ebrfunduar, i cili nuk kishte kaluar as testin alfa. As nuk mund ta formuloja at\u00ebher\u00eb se \u00e7far\u00eb duhej t\u00eb ishte shp\u00ebtimi dhe n\u00eb \u00e7far\u00eb p\u00ebrb\u00ebhej. Thjesht mora kutin\u00eb m\u00eb t\u00eb r\u00ebnd\u00eb, e cila ishte nj\u00eb furnizim energjie dhe fillova t\u00eb lexoj udh\u00ebzimin, shkruar nga Pavlik.<\/p>\n
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