Winter 3

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Black Sabbath - Dying for Love

I loved this song in my better days. When my dreams were still alive, when I was free to fly away in the spring wind, when the stars were still whispering to my soul...
Now I know I will never meet you (whoever you are), I will never know what does it feel like to be truly loved, to feel secure, to be forgiven, to forget the pain, to erase all the scars.
I'm on my way into the darkness and oblivion.
And I have a feeling that my story is coming to its end.
I am eternally defeated.

“It is not the pain and the wounds that are the worst. The worst is the humiliation.”
Pascal Mercier

“We learn humility through accepting humiliations cheerfully.”
― Mother Teresa

My heart is breaking. My cats-survivors stayed there behind the gates, and I will never see them again. Taking care of these trusting and kind creatures was the last ray of light I've had since darkness has fallen upon my fate.
And I've also reached the bottom of humiliation. Sometimes I wonder how can l live, breath and even laugh after all of this.