She was stable. Quite stable and confident. She had put all of her efforts in it. She prayed alot, had hopes. She had regained this faith and optimism. And she was expecting a miracle.
And it announced, she opened the site with shaking hands, trembling soul.
And she cried. Not because she was happy. But because once again, her fears won.
She was afraid of failure. And she trusted the hope. And it killed her,,,
Once again she went to the stage of depression, a stage of lack of confidence,,, with, with shattered personality. Once again the deamons won. Once again she lost the battle, once again mom proved her point
“And yes, mom was true when she said, turcy, u ain’t no lucky, or blessed. Because if you were u would have been sitting here with your father, and God, he loves no1, millions die daily, He care for none. He knew it that u need your father but HE took him away, he loves no1. , Accept it today, or it will beat you with useless drama of hope ”