Hell! Many say that it's my natural habitat.
So, why am I complaining? Hmmmm... Really?
What or who put me here, where am I now? Others? It was me? Life itself? Decisions I once made? I believe it was all of that.
And what am I going to do? Will I leave it like it is? NO! Definitely not! I was never like that and I'm certainly not going to become like this now. I'm going to find the way out of this. One way or the other.
I never new how to quit, so I won't quit now. It's just not me. Whole of me!
Yes, I have my moments of despair, but I was never a quitter. Life did taught me how to make compromises, but never ever I knew how to quit and that is something I'm proud of. It brought me where am I now... and I don't mean in this 'state' of mind (Hell), but to the decision that I must stop.
Stop feeling sorry, because I didn't succeed to ensure my child the same opportunity others have.
Perhaps I must start to look from different perspective. Perhaps I must look at this as an Episode, which came to an end. As an opportunity to use this one or two years ahead of us, to achieve the goal I had (and have) at the end.
At the end, it's not only my life I'm talking about. It's my child's life...
After all... even after a very long winter night, the sun rises again...