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I was embarrassed to know anyone. Make friends. Tell yourself. Hello, my man is making me happy. And more than once. I endured it for a long time. I thought I had changed. I thought the child would fix everything. I thought that just a little more... and I would become more beautiful. Ale hasn't gotten any prettier. My heart darkened. There was nothing in my eyes. I stopped dreaming. She fell into complete apathy. I couldn’t eat. I didn’t want to sleep. And the smut - I stopped loving myself. I'll cover it. On the job - mercy. At home there are screams. In the middle there is emptiness. And just one evening, when everyone had fallen asleep, I simply typed into Google: “What should I do, because I don’t want to live?” ... And among the results I came up with a modest comment about old grandmother Elizaveta Andrievna, how “the heart feels” via phone. I didn’t know what was a myth or reality. Hello, I wrote. “I feel really bad. I'm broken. Can you help me?" And she confirmed. May I please. “I’m old, don’t worry, God still gives me strength. Write me your name, photo and date. I tell you." We started chatting through WhatsApp. Vaughn did not care what had happened - she said: “You are burdened with pain, pain, images, and the feeling of being late. They “shut you down” so you don’t have any joy. Hello, I’ll open it.” I cried when she said prayers. Just through the phone. There was so much hostility that I wanted to pat my head like my mother. What do you want to do with your hand? Well, I’m not alone. Over the course of several days I learned something new. Otherwise, the little thing turned around forcibly. Later. I still. And then, when the little one’s heart calmed down, grandma said: “You will continue to be happy. Ale from the beginning - a warm heart. Talk to my daughter Lyuba. This will help you know love - straight, pure. Look, I’m only so young.” I Lyuba became like my sister. Vaughn directed. I explained. I was encouraging. And today I am no longer the same person I was then. I am strong. Calm. Alive. If you read a whole series at a time and understand the meaning, just know that you are not alone. And people who don’t help for pennies. And for the sake of the soul. Call +38 066 154 23 67

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