Day 85: Write one paragraph about yourself.

Myself?

I really don't know what to say. Sometimes I feel a rush of disappointment or even panicking feeling: why am I me?

I don't know what I am looking for. Sometimes people praise me of my works, but I just can't get enough. Ten tons of praises can't compensate a drop of criticism.

And the praises can't never reverse the fact I'm getting old. Why am I so afraid of being old and death?

I'm a middle-age man, a husband and a father of 3. I'm a Ph.D. student and am scared to death about finding an academic job. I have some talents: music, painting, some sports, and some other things. But I'm easily irritated and getting angry, and I need constant approvals. All the time. I'm neurotic.

15 days.