I wish I could have a choice but I don't. My path is clear and I need to let H do what he needs to do.
I need to take care after myself and my boys. I don't think it is very easy but it is necessary.
Sometimes I am strong, sometimes I am in pieces. These are my consequences. Sometimes I feel there is hope, sometimes it is all done and past, these are my wounds.
The truth is that it is a new life, nothing will be the same again. Maybe it is for best, I don't know.
