When he began the new year, as every year, was filled with renewed hope. I thought this would be the last time, and, the goal. As a big nightmare that lasts more than six years, I'll put extensions to despair, long time:
"in a year and a half it has that have been solved "
" at the end of this year, this matter is closed "....
mechanisms to survive the chaos.
The reality: not only unresolved issues, but have worsened, have collapsed even more solid seemed.
Health? I had already accustomed to storms, was learning to wait patiently to arrive calm.
Does the family? The only stable and happy. He was bound and securely tied, or so I thought.
Work? An intermediate solution, working until you drop, until an outbreak, a relapse after recovery days and start again. Not life, but said revenues at home, the only entrants.
Right now I do not know if greater physical pain or the soul. I feel broken inside, but 'm not in a tunnel where no light I am not in a state of depression and sad and I need to stay afloat. On the contrary, I see more clearly now than ever. Today I blow smoke in force had become my dreams and I've seen the truth in all its rawness.
As of today, do not know what happened. To be honest I do not care, only the welfare of my daughters. Today I feel sad for having taken time in recent years. By doing things for my well being and relaxation letting days and months without being at his side in body and soul.
Today seven years ago that most he moved to another province. The small, since it is not ... There have been more occupied while I time in work, rest and have a small parcel for me.
Today I regret, I should devote every minute, every hour to enjoy their company, they make women and loneliness. Although I always fall your photos and memories .
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