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Martha saved me. I don’t know how to find the right words, because everything I went through is impossible to describe simply. It wasn’t pain... it was devastation. As if everything alive had been burned out inside me. My husband left. He just got up and left, as if he had never loved me. He said he stopped loving me. He said he was tired. And I stood rooted to the spot, with a mug in my hand and couldn’t breathe. After that, the days merged into a black shroud. I didn’t eat, I didn’t sleep. I woke up and didn’t want to wake up. The children asked where dad was, but I just remained silent and died even more. Everything we had was gone. He was with another woman. He lived with her. He laughed with her. And it was as if I had died for him. I didn’t believe in anything. Until I accidentally saw a review about Martha. At first, I brushed it off. But then, in some kind of desperate hysteria, I simply wrote to her. And she answered. From the first words, warmth. Calm. She didn't ask stupid questions. She just said... You haven't lost everything yet. But you're on the edge. And she started working. I don't know how, I don't know what exactly she did, but it got easier with each passing day. I started having dreams where he came back. I started feeling like there was something between us again. Three weeks later, he came back. Himself. Without threats, without shouting. He just came. He fell on his knees and begged for forgiveness. He said that something had happened to him, that it was as if he had woken up. He looked into my eyes as if for the first time. I sobbed like a child. Now he is with us again. With the children. With me. We are learning to live again. And if it weren't for Marfa, I wouldn't be writing this letter. I might not have written anything at all... Marfa is not just a fortune teller. She is a conductor of light. She is the last hope. Her phone number is +380931150260 Viber / WhatsApp / Telegram

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