ANNA

It affected me a lot to talk about it and I knew that if I started with difficulty, I could have refrained from crying. The only man I would have expected to be by my side, to guide me in life, to help me get over my pain, had to be my father. That father who left us and thus put another brick at the foundation of my loneliness.

I was always furious with him, for the fact that he was not with me, because I had no one to name, father. Time passed, but the wound left by him ...