"Our father killed himself because of problems"/new chapter/Sunday on EBS/

"Our father killed himself because ofproblems" /new chapter/ /Sunday on EBS//

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I have had a broken heart. I didn't say broken. I don't believe that the heart will break. But it is necessary. At some point, we will be hit hard by someone, somewhere, at some point. The break will be hard until the heart can no longer believe or love. But time will make everything as it was. We will start loving again. If there is a break, it will take time to repair it. There will be no perfect repair, we will be filled with fear and doubt.

And there was a girl I loved. I loved her so much. She told me that she loved me. We have been studying together since elementary school. She is actually a grade older than me.... Sometimes the thought of getting bigger makes me angry. What created a gap between me and her is her surpassing me. 

It's the day of the baptism. We went out with my friends. I saw her. She looked like a big girl. She said I don't look like my age. I thought I was a baby who didn't throw away the bottle. She passed me by saying ``hi''. I wanted to hug her but she was afraid. I felt low and hugged her and kissed her. I felt a burning sensation inside me. That's when I felt the denial. I left the ark and accompanied her and Esen wherever they went. 

Some days, honestly, I passed the eighth grade, I didn't sew it, I didn't cut it, I thought I was big, the dress was too big, it was cut like a shear, the rest of me practiced cutting, and she fell down and learned to take me to class.

I changed without thinking. She talked and said that she was my boyfriend, I remembered when we were equal!!