during my journey, I saw what now does not give me peace and peace of mind.
it’s my dad who doesn’t get out of alcohol and it makes me sad.
you see, he no matter what he is my blood and soul, I saw and became so grievous and anxious to me.

I know I can’t do anything and protect him, after all, knock it out of his head but it’s hard and not easy for me …. although I know he uses alcohol because he likes it.
he’s old and if I lose him I’ll feel bad, even thinking about suicide and maybe it’s his choice, but it doesn’t allow me to completely close the door of his past.