The days
pass by and I start to see more blood but my body stay still so is a kind of
contradiction .In my head is like when is was real but is not anymore.
Now is when
I think in all the women we were there. How they are managing? some of them were too young others have the support of their partners and others had already
a big family but me…
I try to remember
why I decided to do it and tell to my self I worth a healthy good love. I don’t
permit to tell me what if had been my only chance in life , in 35 years never happened
to me and once happened the person next to me show me the real him. The real
that I felt from the beginning but I decided bealive him more than to myself.
I walk through and what did i get?
There is no bad people just bad men and women.